Chapter 135: White tender meat mass

The heart is free to move, these five colors can be converted and combined at will! However, the spiritual power of ordinary people is not all monochrome? Even if it is a double root attribute, it is milky white. Moreover, the more the roots are confusing, the more the number, the white light ball will appear cloudy and dark.
Suddenly, a childish voice sounded in the mind of Tunxi: "Mother is stupid, this is because the mother is practicing five lines of spiritual power, of course, there are five colors!"
Quxi was shocked and immediately realized that this familiar child voice was an egg.
However, the egg is not to say that when she is outside the space, can one person and one egg not communicate? But now, I can clearly hear the sound of eggs in the space. Is that representative, and the eggs are upgraded?
When Suixi’s heart jumped, consciousness suddenly sank into space.
As soon as he entered the space, Tunxi felt that he had come a dozen times more than the previous rich aura. She had no time to look at the changes in the space, and she felt that there was a group of things that "smashed" into her arms.
Tunxi squatted back a few steps, and finally stabilized his body shape before picking up the little things in his arms.
This is a smooth, white and tender meat mass, oh... or is the jelly group more precise? Because it feels really good, cool, soft, sturdy, and the color is like silky milk, let people watch a desire to swallow.
On the meatballs is a small round head with no hair on the small head but two thin tentacles. At this time, the small head was shaking gently, and even the tentacles were gently shaken. A pair of watery black eyes occupied half of the area on the face, and stared straight at the stream.
Short, obese, and like-like limbs keep dancing, and the mouth also issued a pitiful protest: "Mother, mother-in-law! This is not comfortable with the egg! Mother, the egg is hug!"
A pair of big, sloppy eyes, full of envy and eagerness to look at the brook, is the cold heart of the brook, and must be seen by this cute little eyes.
She blinked and said, "You are the egg?"
"Enn!" The egg nodded and nodded. Suddenly, hands and feet broke away from the hand of the river, and a jump, it hangs on the neck of the Tunxi. "Mother, I am an egg, I want to die." It is."
Feeling soft and soft, the jelly-like touch is spoiled on my face, and the river is simply dumbfounding.
She grabbed the man again from the neck, but this time adjusted the gesture to make it more comfortable. Looking at its round, a look disgusted: "How are you so fat?"
Let you eat and eat every day, watch it, and now it’s a bunch!
When the egg was heard, it suddenly screamed. "The egg is not fat, the egg is originally long, and the mother is abandoning me, hehe..."
"Okay! The egg is the cutest, the egg is the slimm, and the mother doesn't dislike you, so is it OK?"
When Tunxi calmed down for a long time, he only took the spirit of the glass heart and remembered what he had just said. He couldn’t help but ask: "What do you mean by the five elements of spiritual power?"
Does the five elements of spiritual power not represent the five spiritual roots? Wu Linggen is known as a useless waste root in the cultivation of immortals, and is almost a grade with his former waste dantian. It can be different from your own spiritual power.