Super God Gene

The white desert looked exceptionally cool in the moonlight, and occasionally one or two distant wolf howls could be heard, and a pile of bonfires were burning, while Hanson was baking with bone prick arrows.

Meow King in the pet state lay on Hanson's leg, a pair of meow eyes didn't blink and stared at the roasted oil to nourish the fragrant BBQ meat, from time to time he stretched out his claws to try to probe, but he seemed a little scared again, probed a little and retrieved it.

“Don't worry, you'll have something to eat soon.” Hanson looked at Meow Kin a little funny.

Hansen was supposed to hunt down that phoenix-like alien creature, but Hansen himself came only once, and the road he remembered was to go to the big tree where the charcoal was burned, and then redirect to find that snowy mountain.

But Hanson walked all the way to the area of his memory, but he didn't find the burnt tree. He didn't find a familiar sign for a while. He just followed the fuzzy memory route to find Big Snow Mountain. He walked for a day. He didn't even see the shadow of Big Snow Mountain. He had to rest for one night and look for it again tomorrow.

At last, the meat was roasted well. Half of it was given to Meow King. Each cat was eating well, but he heard the noise of messy hooves coming from afar. The sound gradually became clearer from afar and nearer, and people's voices could be heard in hiding.

“There's a light... there's a light... it looks like someone...”

Hanson looked up and could see that four horsemen were running towards him under the moonlight. Two men and two women, looking only at the horsemen and armor on their bodies, should not be ordinary characters.

“If you dare to come to the White Devil's Desert, there will be no ordinary people.” Hanson stopped looking at it only once and lowered his head to continue eating meat with Meow Jun.

The four rides soon reached the vicinity of Hansen, and they were excited to see Hansen clearly. They all rolled down from the rides to the campfire. One of the eyebrows was black and thick, like two black caterpillars. The young man said, “Friend, can you sell us some water? ”

The other two women and one man looked straight at Hanson's water bag, couldn't help licking his dry lips, and there were strange creatures in the big desert who couldn't find anything to eat, but the water wasn't easy to find.

Although drinking foreign blood can also add a little moisture, the more you drink it, the more thirsty it becomes, the same as drinking it to stop thirst.

Jia Changfeng and the four of them have been lost in the White Devil's Desert for more than a month. Today it is easy to see people. The first thought was not to ask for a way out, but to drink water.

However, they also know that those who dare to enter the White Devil's Desert are not ordinary people, nor do they dare to take it easily, let alone ask this person about the way out, so Jia Changfeng is kind enough to talk.

Hanson did not speak, grabbed a bag of water and threw it at Jia Changfeng, then continued to eat his own meat.

“Thanks!” Jia Changfeng was overjoyed. He was still about to bleed. After all, this is the desert. Water is life. I didn't expect this man to give him a bag of water so easily.

“Don't drink it yet.” When Jia Changfeng took the water back, he had to distribute it to the other two women and one man, and the slightly thin man stopped them, then took out some test strips and tested the water for toxicity.

When the results came out, the man was relieved and everyone drank some water.

“Thanks, friend. I don't know what to call it.” Xiao Lingfeng asked Hanson after drinking the water.

“Hanson.” Hanson answered casually, palms touching Meek-goon on his legs.

Xiao Lingfeng thought about it and didn't seem to remember much. He continued to ask: “Do friends know how to get out of the desert? If you could get us out of here, you'd be thankful. ”

“No need to thank me again. I have to hunt foreign creatures here. I have no intention of going out for the time being. You have been walking that way for about three or four days to reach Gobi Beach.” Hanson pointed in the direction of departure.

“Friend, if you'll show us the way, I'll pay you a bloody beast soul.” Xiao Lingfeng looked at Hanson and said.

Hanson didn't see Xiao Lingfeng, he just tore a piece of his leftover barbecue to Meijun.

Even without thinking about it, Hanson knew that Xiao Lingfeng was afraid that he was intentionally pointing the wrong way. There was no mistake in this man being vigilant. However, some people were too small to understand the spectator technique. Hanson was lazy enough to talk to him.

A god-blooded beast soul is worth a lot of money, but now that Hanson is not willing to waste a few days to get a god-blooded beast soul, that doesn't make any sense to him.

Seeing that Hanson didn't move, Xiao Lingfeng and Jia Changfeng had some accidents, and both the girls looked at Hanson with some surprise.

Whatever level of sanctuary the soul of the Divine Blood Beast is in, it is a good thing that is eye-catching. Even for themselves, it cannot be indifferent to the soul of a Divine Blood Beast.

Now you can get a divine blood beast soul just by taking a path, but the other party is not at all reluctant. It seems like they don't care, so they have to take a closer look at Hanson.

Although the name Hansen is somewhat famous, it is limited to military schools and steel armor shelters, and there are still too few people in the circle of celebrity aristocrats who know Hansen.

Xiao Lingfeng and Jia Changfeng were obviously not from the steel armor shelter, so they hadn't heard Hansen's name, and Hansen's name hadn't been able to get into the circle where they were, so the four people looked at it for a while, and nobody recognized Hansen's origins.

“Friend, have you heard of the Iron Fist Half-God?” Jia Changfeng glanced at Xiao Lingfeng and the latter looked at Hanson and said.

“Jia Xiaodao?” Hanson looked up slightly surprised at Xiao Lingfeng.

The Iron Fist Half-God is quite a name. He is one of several old half-gods among humans. Legend has it that Jia family inherited ancient martial arts and is very knowledgeable in ancient boxing.

Especially Jia's iron fist chopping, calling it the first fist supernuclear genetics, is not the first Hansen do not know, but Jia Xiaodao killed the whole league with a pair of iron fists. Jia's family and iron fist chopping is also famous for the whole league.

Jia Xiaodao did not enter the parliament to become a member of Parliament, opened a martial arts hall and received some disciples.

Unlike the visitors to the Martial Arts Hall of the god of war, the disciples enrolled in the Martial Arts Hall of the Jia family are some of the most famous noble children, including descendants of many members of the House of Lords and Upper House.

“His name is Jia Changfeng. The Iron Fist Half-God is his grandfather. You will lead us out and we can guarantee that you will join the Iron Fist Martial Arts Museum and become the hands-on disciple of the Iron Fist Half-God.” Xiao Lingfeng pointed at Jia Changfeng and said.