He Comes From the Void

　　In the desert with scarce water resources, taking drinking water to wash your face is quite a luxury.

　　 But both of them can live without drinking water, so waste is wasted.

　　 Anyway, a lot of fruit has been wasted before, so it’s okay to have more.

　　 With Kesha's rubbing, the thick dust on her face mixed with water and slowly turned into mud.

　　 She stopped, she seemed to have a mud mask on her face.

"How's it going?"

　　 "噫~" A single action can express a lot of meaning, and Kesha quickly rubbed it again.

　　 The water in the mud was sucked away by the hot air and gradually hardened. Kesha would turn into clay after rubbing it down, so Kane poured some more water.

　　 No wonder he feels like kissing the earth every time he hits the boo, so much soil.

　　 After rubbing his face, rubbing his neck, and then pour water together to rinse, Kane found that Kesha's face was flushed, but her skin was not as white as he imagined.

　　Obviously, he hadn't been exposed to sunlight for two years underground, and there was no condition for tanning. Why isn't his face pale?

　　 He quickly figured out that Keisha is a deserter, and his skin is not so white by nature, but this did not affect his liking for Keisha.

　　 The light barley color is also quite good and looks healthy.

　　 In fact, the most important thing is a good-looking face. Facts have proved that as long as there is a face, whether it is deadly pale, or reflective black skin, or even purple skin, it can be accepted by the public.

　　 My hair got wet in the process of washing my face, and I shook the bag with half of the water, so I just washed my hair.

　　 Kesha washing her hair is the same as washing her face. It is also a hard rub. Put your palms together and put your hair in the middle, then rub back and forth.

　　 The clear water flowed from the beginning to the end and turned into yellow water. It is conceivable how much dust is hidden in it, and it was scolded by Kane.

　　 After washing, Kesha wore wet hair and shone in the sun. The mist in his eyes is hazy, and a drop of crystal water hangs on the tip of his pretty nose.

　　 If you just look at your head, it really smells like a pretty girl.

　　 But Kesha is not a figure or a skunk, it can be separated from the head and body.

　　He must continue to fight for the final separation of the skin armor!

　　 It's Kane's turn to wash his face. Keisha took the initiative to help him rub his face, which was actually revenge privately for his broken mouth. Rubbing his face with the strength of his back rubbed his tears out.

　　 Then, seeing the huge changes before and after Kane's face washing, Keisha was stunned, and then compared to herself suddenly thought...If the hair and face were cleaner before, maybe the bird vendor wouldn't be scared away?

　　 But the matter has passed, Keisha raised her head and looked at the sun that was about to set outside the patio, feeling lost.

　　 Kane noticed her expression and asked her: "Do you want to go up and see?"

　　 At this time, the bottom of the patio has been shrouded in shadows, and only the slanting sun is cast on the walls of the well, and many roots can be seen showing a strange pale color under the sunlight.

　　 This is their closest to the surface. She wanted to go up and take a look, but reason kept telling her that she had better not touch those things.

　　 Otherwise, the carriage is the consequence.

　　 "Yes." Keisha said her thoughts: "But we can't climb up."

　　 "Then try other methods, as long as you want." Kane said.

　　 Keisha nodded, she vaguely knew what Kane wanted to do.

　　 Since the sand falcon has been swallowed, the skin armor has unlocked new biological structures. Therefore, as long as Kane grows wings on his skin armor, he may be able to fly to the ground.

　　 First, the bones grew from behind the shoulder blades. This pair of wing bones is not big, with a wingspan of less than three meters. Kane felt that at least it would have to be more than doubled to take the heavy weight away.

　　 But he feels that this has reached his limit. If it gets bigger, the wings will be too heavy, which will cause the body to lose balance.

　　 Then, the skin armor gushes out pale material and spreads along the wing bones, stretching into muscles and feathers.

　　The black wings formed, but I didn't expect it would be so heavy, Kane started to stand unstable.

　　 You don't need to try to know that you can't fly, but he still tried to flap his wings.

　　 A series of questions followed.

　　 First of all, the bone density of humans is greater than that of birds, and coupled with the weight of the skin armor, Kane’s weight directly becomes an unavoidable problem.

　　 If he wants to generate enough power, he must increase the wingspan, but that is bound to be out of balance. On the contrary, in order to maintain balance, the wings cannot grow too large.

　　 And he did not develop enough muscles, causing his wings to flap very weakly, and he couldn't fly at all.

　　Furthermore, wings are more suitable for gliding. It would be easier to take off from a high place with an updraft, but he is at the bottom of the patio, and the heat above it only diffuses downwards, and there is no such condition.

　　 The test flight failed, Kane did not continue to try.

　　 He saw that the wings are not suitable for humans, maybe the elytra would be better. I don't know why Kyle, the angel of justice, can fly with wings... must be magic, or should it be called the power of the protoss?

　　 Kane let the skin armor slowly swallow the wings, the process is extremely cruel.

　　 The energy consumed to generate this pair of broken wings is no less than that of generating a pair of dark condensed armor. He is reluctant to take it off and waste it, so he can only "eat" it back.

　　 But even so, he still lost some energy.

　　 The swallowing of the void is only completely digested and does not produce useless waste, but in the process of transformation and shaping, energy-free transformation cannot be achieved.

　　 Otherwise, UU read www.uukanshu. com, what are they doing in a fixed form? Whatever it is convenient to become, all of them are strange.

　　 "Let's forget it." Keisha waited for Kane to swallow his wings, walked over and grabbed his hand: "There are two, I believe we can find other outlets soon."

　　 "There is actually another way I haven't tried." Kane looked into Kesha's eyes with a serious expression.

　　 "Do you want to control the hernia? It's too dangerous!" Keisha could tell what he wanted to do at a glance. She exclaimed, this idea is really crazy.

　　 It's like two bugs rushing into the sundew, what else can happen?

　　 "The composition of the ground hernia is not very different from the void creature, as long as it is conscious, I can control it." Kane really wanted to try to control what it feels like to control the ground hernia.

　　 It's just that he was afraid that he would make them all active and trap them in the patio.

　　 "Well, let's go to the entrance of the cave to try. If something goes wrong, I can take you away immediately."

"Row."

　　 The two came to the hole at the bottom of the patio, and Kane asked Keisha to knock down a piece of roots.

　　 The light bullet she released accurately hit a section of exposed roots, and the latter fell down and made a dull sound of meat hitting the ground, twitching for a while like a nerve reflex.

　　The main body of the hernia just shrank slightly, and did not fully come alive and danced wildly.

　　 "Okay!" Kane gave a secret compliment, and then used the consciousness web to capture the root beard, trying to make it act as he wanted.

　　 I saw that the roots suddenly began to twist, and for a while they meandered forward like a snake, and then they bowed and crawled like a worm.

　　 Under the control of Kane, it used fierce and strange movements to rush towards the location of the two.