"Where did you bring it from?"
Yang Ji was shocked.
He didn't expect that Xiao Ji would secretly come back at night and bring him such a thing. Just by looking at it, Yang Ji could feel the powerful energy contained in this "Fire Demon".
Because of its appearance, the temperature of the whole room has increased a lot, and it is warm. It is completely different from when Yang Ji was blown cold by the wind before.
"Sizzle!"
Xiao Ji let go of the "Fire Demon" on his tail, and moved behind the opened floor tiles with his body. The words were crooked, and through the red light emitted by the "Fire Demon", Yang Ji could vaguely see the words.
It’s four words:
"Fight...place!"
Xiao Ji's expressions are far from as comfortable and smooth as human beings. But these four words alone can make Yang Ji think of a lot.
Yang Ji was almost certain that the "little flame demon" brought back by Xiao Ji was definitely related to "Yuan Jian".
"How did Xiao Ji find this thing?"
Yang Ji's mind went back and forth. He knew that Xiao Ji's perception was far sharper than his own, but Yang Ji clearly remembered that he had specially searched "Yuan Jian" when he killed him. "Yuan Jian" had no treasures at all.
The only "Earth Boat" was also shattered.
In this case, where did Xiao Ji's "Fire Demon" come from?
"Did they find it from the underground lair?"
Yang Ji thought to himself, but soon this idea was rejected by himself:
"Impossible. Yuanjian and the others have already prepared to move out and retreat. It is impossible to leave anything behind. Moreover, if any of such valuable things are not carried with them, how can they be left carelessly?"
"So, does it mean that Yuan Jian has always been with him, but I didn't notice it?"
Yang Ji was secretly surprised.
There's no way he wouldn't be able to spot something so big and obvious.
Yang Ji would never have thought that Xiao Ji's "Fire Demon" was dug out of the body of "Yuan Jian". The evil prince couldn't think about it, but in the end it was obtained by Xiao Ji and ended up with Yang Ji.
Yang Ji lowered his body and reached out to pick up the red "Fire Demon" on the ground. A slightly burning feeling came from the bottom of his hand. But it was not as hot as Yang Ji imagined.
Yang Ji weighed it, and it felt a little heavy, but compared with stones of the same volume, it was not that heavy. Moreover, Yang Ji took a look and felt that this was neither gold nor stone, and he could not tell what material it was made of.
made.
"This thing is exactly the same as Yuan Jian's incarnation."
Yang Ji secretly thought in his eyes: "Could it be said that this is how Yuan Jian transformed into a fire demon?"
This "Fire Demon" looks very much like Yuan Jian's incarnation. The body, facial features, and temperament are exactly the same, but the size is different.
"Yuan Jian's original incarnation of the Fire Demon was full of weirdness. If he really relied on this treasure to transform into the ' Fire Demon', then this thing that Xiao Ji brought back would be incredible."
Yang Ji thought of this and looked back at Xiao Ji:
"Xiao Ji, did you bring this to me?"
"His!"
Xiao Ji jumped up on the desk and nodded seriously to Yang Ji.
Yang Ji looked at Xiao Ji and was deeply moved. Xiao Ji followed him through dangers... He would always think of himself first when he got something.
He just saved its life, but what Xiao Ji gave him in return was far more than what he gave.
"Xiao Ji, thank you."
Yang Ji said sincerely.
Xiaoji made a sizzling sound and seemed very satisfied. Seeing the inkstone next to him, Xiaoji suddenly jumped over, dipped his tail into the ink, and then started writing with his tail on a piece of white paper that had been spread out.
"You are injured..., this is for you..."
"Buzz!"
It was like the softest corner of his heart had been hit hard. Yang Ji's eyes suddenly felt moist and his nose was a little sore. Along the way, Yang Ji struggled with all kinds of hardships and hardships.
Since his parents passed away, Yang Ji had only experienced this kind of care from the old housekeeper. Unexpectedly, he was struggling alone outside, but he felt this kind of affection from the most unexpected person, Xiao Ji.
"Xiao Ji, although you can't speak, who dares to say that you have no soul? I, Yang Ji, have no brothers, so you are my brother."
Yang Ji secretly thought in his heart.
"Xiao Ji, don't leave me no matter what in the future."
Yang Ji looked at Xiao Jidao.
Xiao Ji didn't seem to understand, but he felt that Yang Ji's expression was different from usual. However, the minds of aliens are never as complicated as humans. Xiao Ji straightened his figure and got into Yang Ji's sleeve.
It was quiet in the room. Yang Ji settled Xiao Ji, lit the lamp, and began to study the Balrog. It was quiet in the dead of night, so there was no need to worry about anyone coming to spy.
"If Yuan Jian can use this to transform into a Balrog, maybe I can too."
Yang Ji looked at the light and thought to himself.
Yang Ji has been facing this Flame Demon for several hours. Under the light, this "Fire Demon" is red and bright, like a beautiful jade.
Yang Ji wasn't sure what it was.
This "Fire Demon" obviously does not contain metal, and it is not like jade or other stones, but the energy contained under its surface clearly shows the identity of this Eastern and Western magic weapon.
"Buzz!"
Yang Ji tried to output a burst of blood energy, but the blood energy pouring into the "Fire Demon" was like a mud cow entering the sea, without any changes or making any waves.
"Isn't that how it's used?"
Yang Ji felt strange in his heart.
Most of the magic weapons that Yang Ji obtained use blood energy, such as the Netherworld Magic Ring and the Earth Boat, which are powered by blood energy. But this "fire magic weapon" doesn't seem to be the case at all.
"If it wasn't blood, what would it be?"
Yang Ji frowned and thought secretly.
Suddenly, as if he thought of something, Yang Ji's heart moved, and with a sneer, he cut his finger with his nail. Then a drop of blood flowed out, and Yang Ji squeezed it on the top of the "Fire Magic Tool".
"Buzz!"
Just like a stone fell into the water, the room was filled with light, and the "fire magic weapon" that had been unresponsive at first was like a shark, sucking up this drop of blood in an instant.
And where the blood dripped, ripples suddenly appeared on the surface of the head of the "Fire Demon", and streams of red light burst out from the inside.
"Sure enough, this is the only way."
Yang Ji laughed when he saw this scene. A "warrior" in the martial arts realm only has two things, either blood or blood.
I guessed correctly, this magical weapon of fire does not need vitality, but blood.
Yang Ji looked at the flame magic weapon. He saw ripples on the surface swaying in circles, spreading from the top of his head to other places, and the light became brighter and brighter, and a scorching temperature radiated out.
"boom!"
Suddenly, a ball of bloody light exploded. Just under Yang Ji's eyes, the seven-inch tall Balrog suddenly seemed to melt and turned into a ball of bloody light, which swooped into him like a meteor.
Injured injured, disappeared.
"Buzz!"
It was like a stream of hot, scorching magma flowing into the body. Following the meridians of the injured finger, the blood vessels spread throughout the body. Yang Ji's body originally lost a lot of blood, but with the injection of this rolling, magma-like energy,
Immediately the water rose, and the boat expanded rapidly.
"boom!"
Yang Ji heard bursts of roaring coming from his body. The magma-like energy quickly rotated, circulated and roared in his body. It drove the energy in Yang Ji's body to rise step by step, and finally crashed into Xiao Zhoutian's body like a huge wave.
Thirty-six points.
Boom. With a loud noise, the majestic energy rushed forward like a ferocious beast. It violently opened the eleventh "Water Dividing Point" in Yang Ji's body, and quickly moved to the twelfth "Kaiyuan Point"
And go...
"not good!"
Yang Ji's face suddenly changed. This energy was fierce and violent. Although it replenished the blood he had consumed, it was completely out of control. For a moment, Yang Ji seemed to be soaked in rolling magma, his body getting hotter and hotter, and the eyes in his eyes.
To be continued...