Summary of the previous chapter: Bei Mingshuang's hair flew towards Ma Xiaoquan uncontrollably. Li Qinghan and Dongfang Qingxue were worried about Ma Xiaoquan, and they were also wrapped in Bei Mingshuang's hair, but...a moment later
His hair was loosened, and Ma Xiaoquan seemed to understand something...
Bei Mingshuang looked at Ma Xiaoquan in surprise, because even though Ma Xiaoquan was smiling and talking to her, Ma Xiaoquan's clothes and pants were all stained with blood.
"Ma...Ma Xiaoquan, you...are you okay?" Bei Mingshuang grabbed her hair worriedly. She was afraid that her hair would uncontrollably attack Ma Xiaoquan again.
Ma Xiaoquan gasped and chuckled: "It does hurt. Well, my body must have been pierced with little eyes by your thin hair. Well..."
"Then you, then you are bleeding..."
"Bleeding?" Ma Xiaoquan's expression was a little strange, "I don't seem to feel that I am bleeding."
"Quickly, take off your clothes and let me take a look." Li Qinghan came up and hurriedly took off Ma Xiaoquan's shirt.
As soon as his shirt was taken off, Li Qinghan was stunned and stunned.
Dongfang Qingxue came over and looked at Ma Xiaoquan's upper body, and was also surprised.
"What's wrong?" Ma Xiaoquan subconsciously lowered his head and looked at his belly, "Purple...purple? So many..."
Ma Xiaoquan couldn't help but be surprised, because where his hair was tied, there were tiny little eyes, and there were traces of purple stains on the little eyes, which didn't seem to be formed by Ma Xiaoquan's blood.
Bei Mingshuang closed her eyes and meditated for a moment, then she suddenly opened her eyes and nodded: "I understand, I understand... Ma Xiaoquan, you... you really learned from me
This...oh, it should be said to be a super power..."
Ma Xiaoquan nodded: "I have a feeling too, but I just don't know how to use it. Miss Shuang, how do you usually use your hair..."
Bei Mingshuang said: "I just thought about it, Ma Xiaoquan, how about you try it too?"
"Okay!" Ma Xiaoquan closed his eyes and thought to himself.
One breath passed...
Three breaths passed...
Ten breaths passed...
A quarter of an hour passed...
Li Qinghan, who was next to Ma Xiaoquan, finally couldn't help it anymore: "Ma Xiaoquan, what are you doing? Why haven't you responded yet? Are you thinking about it?"
Ma Xiaoquan opened his eyes with a look of shame on his face: "I was thinking."
Dongfang Qingxue said: "Then why do you think it has no effect at all?"
Ma Xiaoquan was extremely embarrassed: "I was really thinking about it, really, I'm not going to lie to you."
Bei Mingshuang also looked at Ma Xiaoquan with some confusion: "Ma Xiaoquan, I remember it was not this difficult. How could you think about it for so long?"
"Really, I was really thinking about it but there was no reaction at all." Ma Xiaoquan shook his head helplessly, turned around and walked to the table to pour himself a glass of water.
Suddenly, the small hole in the roof that had been opened by Ma Xiaoquan "clicked" twice, and then two tiles fell from the top. The falling point of the tiles happened to be Ma Xiaoquan's head.
"Be careful." Bei Mingshuang hurriedly rushed towards Ma Xiaoquan, throwing out her hair, trying to intercept the tiles.
But... Bei Mingshuang is relatively far away from Ma Xiaoquan, and her hair wrapped around Ma Xiaoquan just now, which seems to have consumed a lot of energy, even though Bei Mingshuang tried hard to intercept the falling tiles.
, but my hair doesn’t obey my orders.
Li Qinghan and Dongfang Qingxue, although they were relatively close to Ma Xiaoquan, the falling speed of the tiles was definitely faster than their movement speed, so even if they reacted, they would still be a step late.
As for Ma Xiaoquan, who was right where the tiles fell, let alone Ma Xiaoquan, who was still holding a half-drunk glass of water in his hand and didn't react at all.
At this moment, Ma Xiaoquan suddenly felt the short hair on his head move. Immediately, he felt that the roots of his short hair stood up. Then, there was a "crash" and the tiles had hit his head.
"Ma Xiaoquan" the three women exclaimed at the same time.
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head, stretched out his hand to touch the top of his head, and suddenly laughed.
"That's it, that's it." Ma Xiaoquan didn't seem to be frightened by the sudden falling tiles.
"What's going on? Ma Xiaoquan?" Bei Mingshuang asked.
Ma Xiaoquan blinked and said to Bei Mingshuang: "Miss Shuang, here, I'll give you this kettle. Use it to hit my head."
"Ah? How is this possible?" Bei Mingshuang waved her hand.
"Don't worry, I'm just testing it. Even if I get hit like this, I'll just get a bump on my head. Don't worry, come on, smash it!"
"Ah? Oh," Bei Mingshuang picked up the teapot and gently touched Ma Xiaoquan's head with the spout of the teapot.
"Hey, Miss Shuang, I'm not afraid of what you're afraid of. Come on, use your strength and give you some distance, so that you can use your strength more easily!" Ma Xiaoquan said as he stepped back.
After retreating about three steps, Ma Xiao lowered his head and waved to Bei Mingshuang.
Bei Mingshuang looked at Ma Xiaoquan, gritted her teeth cruelly, closed her eyes and threw the kettle in her hand at Ma Xiaoquan's head.
Dongfang Qingxue was so frightened that she quickly covered her eyes, but because Li Qinghan was older and had more experience, she did not cover her eyes like Dongfang Qingxue.
With a "bang" sound, the kettle hit Ma Xiaoquan's head and broke into pieces.
Ma Xiaoquan raised his head, touched the top of his head, and nodded with satisfaction: "I don't feel anything at all. It's amazing, it's amazing."
Bei Mingshuang didn't know what was going on and asked: "Ma Xiaoquan, what's going on? What's going on?"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled and explained: "Miss Shuang, all your hair has been inserted into my body. You are not drinking my blood, but you are delivering something to me. Well, let's call it energy. Miss Shuang,
Do you feel that your hair is not very manageable now?"
Bei Mingshuang nodded and hummed.
"That's right, because your hair gave me part of the energy. Well, this energy merged with my body."
Bei Mingshuang suddenly realized: "Ma Xiaoquan, you said before that you have a super power called fusion, is it just..."
"Yes, I have indeed integrated some of your abilities, Miss Shuang, but I can't control my hair as casually as you do. To put it simply, my hair can only help me with passive defense. Well, when I
When your head is threatened, it will automatically become a weapon of defense."
Ma Xiaoquan explained it like this, and the three women present all understood it.
Li Qinghan was a little confused: "Ma Xiaoquan, why can't you be like Sister Shuang?"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled bitterly. His "fusion" super power was originally complete, but half of it was taken away by Ming Yue Xin, so it is destined to never become a complete "fusion". As for how Ming Yue Xin was taken away
Ma Xiaoquan felt guilty and had aftertaste for those who were half capable.
