Consternation!
Looking at the spirit corpse golden cicada, struggling powerlessly under the fine roots of the source of the plague, Shen Qiang's shocked mood was difficult to express in words.
The golden cicada of the corpse.
A hundred years of gathering, a hundred years of wisdom, a hundred years of wings, three hundred years later, soaring into the sky.
Not afraid of fire and water, no sword injury!
If it weren't for that, who would be willing to do that hurtful thing and spend three hundred years refining the golden cicada?
But it's such a powerful spirit corpse golden cicada.
In the eyes of the young source of the plague, it was just food!
And what was even more shocking was that in front of the source of the plague, the spirit corpse golden cicada, which had already soared into the sky, turned into a small insect that was unable to make any resistance at all.
"Doctor Shen?
What exactly did you just do?
” Watching in shock, the spirit corpse golden cicada was entangled in the roots of the source of the plague and swallowed.
Shen Qiang came back to his senses and said, "I didn't do anything, the instrument was broken." ” With that, Shen Qiang turned around and left.
The director of the Department of Neurology frowned and said, "Can you?"
All devices are broken?
Just in time for him to do it, everything was all right?
” The director of the Department of Brain Surgery looks at the monitoring data of those patients.
"It's really not normal, the data of the previous patients proves that we are not mistaken, Shen Qiang must be doing something, but he doesn't seem to want us to know."
Shen Qiang, whose true qi was exhausted and his steps were a little vain, hurried back to the oncologist's duty room 2, which was specially used for interns, and there were no special circumstances.
Working doctors don't come.
Sit down in a chair.
Shen Qiang's mind turned and he entered the sea of knowledge.
"Qingxuan protects the lord unfavorably, please punish the master."
Qingxuan knelt on one knee, and the head of the show hung down.
Looking at her snow-white neck, Shen Qiang said: "Get up, I don't blame you for this, if my cultivation is high enough, maybe there won't be such a problem." ” Qingxuan's delicate body was shocked, and said, "Thank you, master!"
” Qing Xuan on the side stood up.
At this time, Shen Qiang's attention had already been placed on the source of the plague with a high level of babbling emotions.
"Son, come, tell Daddy, is that little bug still alive?"
Call!
Countless fine roots lifted the spirit corpse golden cicada in front of Shen Qiang.
Looking at the Golden Cicada Gu who was already powerless to struggle, only his eyes could still move, Shen Qiang's eyes lit up, and his mood became extremely complicated.
It's a baby.
If it can't be submitted, it will be a deadly killer.
"Evolve, evolve!"
The source of the plague waving three leaves, babbling.
Then he withdrew the spirit corpse golden cicada into his body.
At this time, Shen Qiang noticed it in horror.
The three leaves of the Source of the Plague are a bald-headed arcing rhizome, which has been split into seven.
In one of the triangular spaces, there is this spirit corpse golden cicada.
And that's not all.
What surprised Shen Qiang even more was that.
In this space at this time.
In addition to the body of this golden cicada, a replica of the spirit corpse golden cicada has already appeared.
It is almost identical to the golden cicada.
But even if it's just looking.
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Shen Qiang also learned from the emotions of the source of the plague that the copied spirit corpse golden cicada was actually almost the same as the specimens of various fungi, bacteria, and germs in the other three leaves.
Over the next seventy-two hours, it will evolve into the most advanced version.
The Golden Cicada, which evolved through the source of the plague, was able to reach the apex of its life system.
The Spirit Corpse Golden Cicada that evolved in this way will be countless times more powerful than the Spirit Corpse Golden Cicada's body.
In other words, the evolved spirit corpse golden cicada will be the same as those evolved fungi and bacteria, as long as Shen Qiang needs it, it can be released to defend against the enemy.
Strong!
It's too strong!
It's so strong that it's perverted!
Shen Qiang was excited, nervous, and excited.
And at this moment, in the babbling emotions transmitted from the source of the plague, Shen Qiang suddenly realized that this kind of evolution, although powerful, had a fatal flaw.
That is, the wisdom of the spirit corpse golden cicada will be wiped out!
"No wisdom?
Is that still a corpse golden cicada?
” So after hesitating slightly, Shen Qiang softened his voice and said like a child: "Hey, good son, now that you have a sample, can you give this golden cicada to Dad?"
” The Source of the Plague was silent for about a second.
Countless fine root tendrils immediately lifted the spirit corpse golden cicada in front of Shen Qiang.
Shen Qiang stared at the spirit corpse golden cicada that was only wrapped in fine roots and tendrils in an extremely nervous mood, and said in a deep voice: "Listen, you are going to be eaten by my son now, and the only way to save you is for you to recognize me as the master." ” "In this way, it will not only not eat you, but will also give you freedom, and I, not only will it give you a lot of good food, but it will also make you stronger."
"If you agree, blink three times and I'll let it go of you."
"If you refuse, then you become food for it."
Hearing Shen Qiang's words, the spirit corpse golden cicada, which was tightly wrapped by the fine roots, immediately nodded.
Shen Qiang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Let it go." ” The fine roots shrink instantly.
The spirit corpse golden cicada, which had regained its ability to move, immediately flew behind Shen Qiang, hiding from the source of the plague in horror, as if it was hiding behind Shen Qiang's ear, and the source of the plague could not find it.
This made Shen Qiang feel a little funny.
It seems that the intelligence level of this spirit corpse golden cicada is not high.
And almost at the moment when Shen Qiang thought like this.
Even though he was in Zhihai, Shen Qiang suddenly felt a pain behind his ears.
Immediately, Shen Qiang heard a delicate voice like a young girl, and said nervously: "The master's words must count!"
Don't let this bad guy eat me!
” "I'll do whatever my master tells me to do!"
Shen Qiang was stunned: "Can you speak?"
” Shout!
The golden cicada flashed and appeared in front of Shen Qiang, although it was just a small insect with wings, but he bowed down and said: "Back to the master, Jin Cicada was born in the forty-sixth year of Kangxi, and he is six years old this year, but I don't know why he suddenly became an insect." ” Shen Qiang was shocked: "What did you say?
” The spirit corpse Jin Cicada was taken aback by Shen Qiang and said, "Jin Cicada is six years old. ” "What year is it?"
Shen Qiang said hurriedly.
"Fifty-two years of Kangxi."
Jin Cicada said: "The emperor holds a Wanshou Festival, holds a thousand banquets, grandpa goes to the banquet, and Jin Cicada waits under the tree ......"
"And then?"
Shen Qiang asked with a look of astonishment.
Jin Cicada shook his head and said, "I don't remember, Jin Cicada has wings!"
” Looking at the golden cicada flying excitedly in front of him, Shen Qiang's heart was full of mixed feelings.
No wonder the spirit corpse golden cicada has wisdom.
It turned out that this wisdom came from the boys and girls who made the balsam!
With a change of thought, Shen Qiang hurriedly said, "Then are there any other people around you?"
” The speed of the golden cicada's wings suddenly increased, and after a long time, she said: "It seems that there was once a little brother who grabbed the wings with the golden cicada, but he ......
He's dead. ”