Chapter 287: Marrying chicken with chicken

Lei Diao shouted, and quickly went to catch Mu Feng.
Mu Feng sat on the back of the Lei eagle and sat down on his knees, swallowing a medicinal treatment.
In the Thundercloud, the blood of the body that suppressed the Taikoo was born, and the energy of the Thunder was gradually fading to the condensate, and at the same time, because it consumed the blood, it also entered a period of weakness.
Mu Linger and his nephews are all stunned, and the beauty is shocking.
"Xiao Feng won, he, he killed the Yuan Dan strong!"
The two looked at each other and looked at each other. Both eyes were shocked at the same time.
"Roar……"
Then Xiaotian carried the two women and flew over. The Lei eagle saw Xiaotian coming over and whispered. It seemed to say something. Put Mu Feng on the back of Xiaotian, and he was small and stood on the shoulder of Mu Feng. .
In the Shura Shenyu, two blood gases were formed, and they poured into Mu Feng and Lei Qiong to recover their injuries and nourish the blood.
Xiaotian swallowed the Yuandan and carried several people to Tianzhu College.
After half an hour, Mu Feng grew a sigh of relief and opened his eyes.
He first looked at the Thunder-sized eagle on his shoulder and asked: "Ling Yun, how is the injury?"
Lei Ying shook his head, it mainly consumed a drop of blood, some weak, just add it back.
Seeing that the Thunder Eagle is fine, Mu Feng’s heart is also slightly relieved, looking to Mu Linger and his nephew, his face is slightly complicated.
"Front, you, what happened to you before? How did you become that look?"
The nephew is still incredible, she has never seen Mu Feng's other side.
Mu Linger is also a bit shocked and confused.
Mu Feng looked at the two women, and the back gave birth to blood-colored wings, red blood and blood stasis, mouth fangs, skin appeared a layer of fine scales, ten fingers gave birth to sharp claws, shoulders, and also gave birth to two blood red bones around neck.
This look, scared the child back two steps, looking at Mu Feng with a small mouth.
It is indeed scary to look at Mu Feng’s body of Shura so close.
Only Mu Linger is still calm, said: "Xiao Feng, what is going on here?"
"It's terrible, it's ugly?"
Mu Feng looked at the child's somewhat scared eyes and looked at himself like a devil's claw. He laughed at himself.
The nephew did not speak, and Mu Feng’s current appearance is indeed terrible in the human aesthetic.
"No, very domineering"
Mu Linger smiled. She hugged Mu Feng and said softly.
She can become a devil for him, not to be afraid of what he looks like now.
The nephew bit his lip and walked up to hug Mu Feng. He said softly: "No matter what you look like, you are the wing of my love, I am still the leaf of the wind."
Mu Feng smiled, holding two women, stepping on the scorpion and looking at the sky with a white fish, said: "My mother is not a human race, you all know that there are aliens in this world, she is an alien, And what I am now, is another alien blood in the body other than the human race, called Shura!"
"Sura!"
Both women have revealed doubts and they have never heard of this race.
However, the word Shura, in their cognition, is just a synonym for killing and cruelty. Some people are called Shura because they are ruthless and killing people.
But that is just a title, not a real Shura.
"The present appearance is the form after the manifestation of Xiluo's blood. Now I am the Shura, when I take up the power of the blood, that is, the human body."
After Mu Feng finished, he received the power of Shura's blood. The blood-colored wings were collected in the scapula, and the hair color recovered. The scales on the skin also recovered from the body and disappeared.
The appearance of the cockroach disappeared and the juvenile returned to the state of the human race.
The nephew looked at the change, and couldn’t tell the surprise. From small to large, she didn’t know that Mu Feng had hidden him on the other side. Mu Ling’s eyes were a bit complicated, and then he smiled:
In fact, you have another form. It’s a good look, really, very domineering."
"LOL, really"
Mu Feng smiled and looked at the nephew. He said softly: "Is it scared?"
"Well, you suddenly become another look, when I am Shura, I thought you were a monster and turned into a front."
The nephew nodded and she was really scared.
"Are you still afraid of me now? I am not a simple human race, I am still a bloodthirsty Shura."
Mu Feng asked again.
"Whether you are Shura or whatever, it is my front, I love it, it is Mu Feng, not another family, or the identity of Shura."
The nephew whispered.
Mu Feng heard that he had never dared to reveal the ambivalence of the real body to the nephew, and disappeared without a trace.
"grateful to have you"
Mu Feng clung to the nephew, softly.
"Front, incarnation Shura, you can't fly, I want you to take me to the sky."
The nephew laughed.
Mu Feng heard a glimpse, then gave birth to blood-colored wings, holding his nephew, his wings fluttering, leaving the back of Xiaotian and flying to the sky.
The nephew grabbed Mu Feng's neck with both hands and was held in his arms, his face gently sticking to some cold scales on his chest.
"Stupid, no matter what you become, I won't mind, marry a chicken with a chicken, marry a dog with a dog, marry a yellow cow all over the place."
The nephew whispered softly.
Mu Feng seemed to hear the whisper of his nephew, bowed his head and kissed him deeply.
The fading red day, a touch of Xiaguang shines on the scales of the young Shura blood, reflecting the dazzling blood color. At this moment, he radiates red light, which is a vibrant sunrise.
Mu Linger stood on the back of Xiaotian and looked at the scene with a faint smile.
"Bad boy, you are Shura, I am a demon, it seems that my sister, I really owe you in my life..."
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In the morning, several people returned to Tianzhu College safely. Bai Hao landed in Mu Feng’s residence in the envious eyes of many inner court disciples.
At the same time, some people saw Mu Feng coming back, his face was a bit ugly.
"That was Mu Feng just now!"
Nan Ling was stunned and murdered, and some were unbelievable.
"How is it possible, isn't it a trap in the South Linguo? How did Mu Feng come back safely, how could he still be alive, and what changes have occurred in the South Linguo?"
Nan Ling was shocked and suspicious, and was anxious. Mu Feng was in Tianzhu College, and Nanhao was unable to blatantly attack Mu Feng.
"His Royal Highness, how is Mu Feng still alive? Is it something that doesn't happen?"
Shangguan Qianzhi also asked with surprise.
"You ask me, who do I ask? Hey, but now the Mu family is gone, I want to play this kid, isn't it easy?"
Nan Ling sneered.
Mu Feng is the one who has met him the most in his life. Mu Feng is not dead, and he must become his own demon. This is very clear.