Chapter 540

An Sudong said with a smile: "it's still Wu Daoyou who has insight. You can see such rare animals. I admire you."

"Ha ha, it's funny. I thought this thing was a common thing just now. Until the moment when it was powerful, I felt like a pengniao. It seems that my injury may really be cured, but the pengniao is really small. I don't know if it's ok?"

Wu die is happy and worried. An Sudong's golden winged Mirs are so small that he doesn't know if he can swallow up the bone etched purple insects on his body.

An Su Dong shrugged, "I don't know. Try it."

Then he looked at the golden winged Mirs on his shoulders, "pengpeng, can you eat that purple insect? If it hurts you too much, don't try to be brave

Golden winged Mirs look at the purple insects on Wu die, and then look at an Su Dong's worried eyes. They chatter for a while. Of course, only an Su Dong can understand the meaning of golden winged Mirs.

"All right, that's it."

The original meaning of the golden winged Mirs to help the tree of life, as long as the tree of life has been providing his breath of life, it will not be too much hurt.

When Wu die saw the tree of life coming out, her surprised eyes almost fell out. The human in front of her shocked her so much that she even had this kind of tree of life. She really didn't know what to say to an Sudong.

Hesitated for a moment, she looked at an Su Dong, "you are so relieved to show these things in front of me, how do you know I won't rob?"

Wu die was suddenly moved. She knew that the human in front of her was very strong, but she was not conceited enough to resist the ghost king. There was only one reason. The human in front of her believed in herself very much.

An Sudong showed a smile, and did not feel nervous because of Wu die's words, "these days, I believe you are not that kind of person, or that kind of ghost. Besides, I have recognized the Lord. If you want to use them, you can only kill me. Now you are so injured, you are just a ghost, and you can't control them. That's why I dare to do so."

"This human being is really extraordinary. He has strength and personality!"

Wu die thought so in his heart, and looked up at an Sudong a little bit.

The golden winged Mirs begin to sing loudly, and then they bombard Wu die with blue lightning. The lightning does great harm to ghosts. Wu die resists the pain, and the bone etcher is very sensitive to the lightning. After a period of bombing, he finally can't help coming out of Wu die's body. The Golden winged Mirs stretch their mouths and swallow them.

After swallowing the bone etching insect, the golden winged Mirs felt uncomfortable and kept singing to the tree of life. The two kids had a tacit understanding. The tree of life naturally knew the meaning of the golden winged Mirs and increased the giving of the wood spirit. The golden winged Mirs were repaired by the wood spirit. After about two hours, the golden winged Mirs were no longer uncomfortable and their breath began to improve, The feathers on the body are visible to the naked eye, and the tail has a long section!

With a joyful cry, the golden winged Mirs flapped their wings, and the pride was not to mention much joy.

Seeing that things had been done, an Sudong didn't have to stay, so he said, "it's ok now. You can recover slowly. I'll take them first."

The butterfly was very weak at the moment. When the worm came out, it seemed to have taken away her last essence. She sat on the ground and absorbed the soul force quietly. After hearing An Sudong's words, she opened her eyes. "You can hold this thing. If anything is said to it, I can hear it, and I will help you as soon as possible."

She took out a flute, which was all jade. It turned out to be a magic weapon, but this magic weapon was refined by Wu die into a magic weapon of soul power, and an Sudong couldn't use it.

"OK, I'm not welcome. We'll see you later!"

An Sudong took the flute and looked at it. He arched his hand and left with Xu Faxiang.

"It's really a young hero. Such talented young people are rare in the world. Even in my time, few people can reach this level."

When Wu die saw an Su Dong and they left, she could not help feeling a few words, sighed and continued to practice. She didn't know how long it would take for her to recover completely.

After an Sudong took Huo Zheng and others out, he went to Tianjing in half an hour and directly came to Wang Qi. He made a lot of money this time. He not only earned millions of merit points, but also thousands of immortal body points. He really wanted to do more.

Wang Qi looked at an Su Dong gratefully, "it's really hard for you, Su Dong. I didn't expect that you brought them all back."

An Sudong naturally wants to be modest, "yes, commander Wang."

"Alas, my nephew said that this year's Football League is about to start, but one of the main players of China has sprained his foot and can't compete. Originally, China's football was not good, and now there is no hope. In previous years, he couldn't even enter the final eight, but this year, he is estimated to be in the top 16!"

Wang Qi's home has a TV on. It's the sports channel on the TV. It's a live broadcast of the Chinese trials. Wang Qi is a little unhappy after seeing it, and his voice is a little low. Every time an Sudong comes here, he sees Wang Qi watching the ball games. Wang Qi also tells him that he likes playing football when he was young.

Huo Zheng sighed, "Huaxia's football is like this. It's not saved at all."

Everyone else nodded.

Looking at an Sudong, Xu Faxiang suddenly clapped his thigh and said excitedly, "let an Shenxian go, not to mention the top eight. The champions are all from China!"

"Ha ha.. That's a good idea. I've watched a football match all my life, and I've never seen Huaxia enter the final eight. If Su Dong has time, he can go and join it, and satisfy the wishes of our 1 billion Chinese fans! "

Wang Qi was a little emotional when he said that. We can see how deep Wang Qi's obsession with football is!

An Sudong asked strangely, "commander Wang was a monk when he was young. Why didn't he represent Huaxia?"

"That will be full of enthusiasm for cultivation. Later, after the cultivation was abandoned, I watched football every day. My nephew still followed my advice and went to play football. Otherwise, Su Dong, you can go and win a championship for Huaxia."

Wang Qi said that again.

"Well, I was a striker in high school and I was really interested in football."

An Su Dong's mouth is rising. He watches the world cup every year, and there is nothing wrong with Huaxia in the end. This is really irritating. Anyway, he has nothing to do recently, so he should take his mother and Mu Lingyan as tourists.

Hearing that an Sudong agreed, Wang Qi and Xu Faxiang danced happily. They believed that with an Sudong's ability, they could win a mere champion.