✓The apocalyptic scourge of rebirth

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Open your eyes and the weekend was speechless about the changes in the dantian, how could it become so strange, obviously the other abilities are very stable, either the crystal nucleus or the crystal ball, how to get to the healing department is different, is the appearance of this light bulb an accident, or because when he was cultivating just now, he thought that the healing department can be used as a lamp, so the healing ability condensed a light bulb in his dantian. Or maybe it's a healing ability that goes up to level 1 to make such a strange change, but it feels different from the spatial and earth-based abilities, and the weekend is completely confused by the healing ability.

He didn't think about it on the weekend when he couldn't figure it out, he condensed a ball of light at his fingertips, looking at the president who was immersed in cultivation, and he was embarrassed to disturb him on the weekend. At this time, when Maoqiu saw that the master seemed to have finished cultivating, he immediately squeaked, and his mouth was screaming for pasture, for pasture... Since coming back and gnawing some pig food, it has not eaten grass until now, and if it does not grind its teeth, its teeth will be broken.

It's a pity that he still hasn't learned the pig language on the weekend, he can't understand what the hairball is called, thinking that the hairball is about to play with him, the last few days have been too busy, and he has neglected this little friend. Weekend stretched out his hand and grabbed the hairball in his hand and said: "Hairball, the master has been a little busy recently, it seems that he hasn't played with you for a long time, come to the master to see if your little teeth are as strong and white as before." Weekend said and broke the furball's mouth, and the little guy suddenly struggled in Weekend's

hand, and screamed harder for grass. It's a pity that its owner didn't stop understanding at all, thinking that the furball might not be willing to be forced to open his mouth, so he put the furball on the bedside table on the weekend, reached out to poke it here, rubbed it there, and the furball became louder, and the cry became sharper, and it almost didn't scream.

Seeing that the hairball was provoked by him, he was ready to stop on the weekend, but unfortunately it was too late, the hairball was completely angry, and he turned his head and opened his mouth to give his master a mouthful, and that speed was not at all something that could be avoided if he wanted to avoid it on the weekend.