Made by God Chapter 72:

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Half an hour passed, and there was still no movement upstairs. Patriarch Li was sweating on his forehead and restless, looking forward to the next second, his wife walked out of the elevator door with his healthy son. Perceiving his gaffe, Li Zixu was patient and waited for a while before saying, "My eldest brother screamed so terribly just now, what's going on. Uncle Li, are you really not going to take a look?"

"Uh, wait a minute." Li Zhenhai looked at the time and said with a strong smile.

"What are you waiting for? I really don't understand what you think. There are so many smart mechanics in the imperial capital, you don't ask, but you just find a child with no hair. Can he be better than Deng Feng? Listen to the movement just now, is this installing a prosthesis or killing someone?" Li Yening was so angry that he blew his beard and stared. He didn't disrespect the ninth-level mecha maker, but he couldn't believe in a minor and inexperienced child.

"Due to the erosion of the elemental force, Ziqian's wounds can't heal. It is inevitable that he will encounter rotten flesh when installing the prosthetic limbs, which will make him hurt and scream loudly." Li Zhenhai will not be for the clan. Just a few words to doubt Master Qi.

"My eldest brother has always been strong. I didn't see him yelling in pain when he was hurt like that. But today I feel so gloomy. I can't help it." Li Zixu curled his eyebrows and said, "Uncle Li, you should go take a look, we Waiting for you in the living room. I know that my eldest brother has strong self-esteem and will not let people see his embarrassed side, but we are all a family, how can we not worry? Once we are sure that he is safe, we will leave immediately and change the heir Forget it, wait until he recovers."

The words of the great-grandson are both profound and righteous, but also courteous and courteous. Li Yening nodded involuntarily, very satisfied.

Li Zhenhai was so angry that he wanted to swear: You **** keep saying that my son has a strong self-esteem and doesn't want to hurt him. Why didn't he leave when he screamed, but he still sat down? It's okay now, my son's life or death is unknown, you **** stand up and force Lao Tzu to confirm his condition, you are eager to appreciate his most embarrassed side as soon as possible!

But no one of the tribe can understand Li Zhenhai's feelings, and urges him to go up and take a look.

Li Zixu's worried expression grew stronger and stronger, and he walked twice at the top of the stairs, as if unable to do anything. But in his own heart, he didn't think about Li Ziqian's safety, but how he should take over the family in the future. It's not that he has never seen the situation of prosthetic limbs. Even if he encounters a wound, he can't scream so violently. It must be Qi Ze's improper operation and trouble! He is a 2S-level special person, with more sensitive ears and eyes, how could he not hear the heart-piercing cry of Mrs. Li mixed with screams.

If it wasn't for the son's serious incident, can mothers cry like this? Is Li Ziqian dying? As soon as this idea came out, Li Zixu's heart jumped fiercely, and then there was a hint of secret ecstasy. Li Ziqian remained in the army, and many generals only obeyed his orders. I am afraid they will not easily accept a new heir. But what if he died?

The mood of secret joy slowly expanded, and Li Zixu became more and more anxious to make sure that Li Ziqian was in danger. He looked at the Li Patriarch and was about to speak, but he heard a steady footstep from the building. After a while, Li Ziqian's tall and tall figure appeared at the corner of the stairs instead of in the elevator room for the disabled.

He is wearing a pure white military uniform with a golden ribbon on his chest, and his slightly wet hair is combed back to his head, revealing a handsome face. His original golden-brown eyes turned pure black at this moment, and his slender and powerful legs were wrapped in military boots. He walked slowly and calmly across the corner and down to the living room. Every step he took, he seemed to step on the heart of everyone.

Mrs. Li held a handsome young man and followed behind him with a bright smile on his face. Twenty years, no one has seen her smile like this again.

"Master, please sit down." Li Ziqian bends down slightly and respectfully. After the boy and his mother sit down, he looks at his father and waved his hand with a smile. Patriarch Li immediately calmed down, his eyes glowing with joy. His son is alright? Completely recovered?

"Let you wait a long time." Li Ziqian sat down opposite the old patriarch, folded his slender legs, and said slowly, "Now we can discuss the matter of changing heirs. Let me say it first. If the successor is not good enough, I will not agree to hand over the future of the family to this person."

Li Zixu looked at him up and down, his expression was very surprised. He didn't see anything wrong with Li Ziqian, but this was the most wrong thing. Although he is wearing gloves, it is not difficult to see the shape of the knuckles; wearing military boots on his legs, he can clearly see the texture of the muscles through the leather. He was strong and powerful in every move, as if the weak half-dead had never existed.

He stood up, completely and surely!

"Brother, have you recovered?" Li Zixu couldn't believe that this man was Li Shaoshuai who had just walked in in a wheelchair.

"Yes. You want to take over the family, you can. I won't talk about it first. I'm not greedy for this position, but I'm not worried about the future of the family. Old patriarch, do you think?" Li Ziqian looked at Li Yening.

The old patriarch's face was a bit ugly when someone blocked him back with the original words. But he thought that Li Ziqian was just bluffing. Didn't the prostheses that Deng Feng installed for him also used very smoothly at first? What in the end? It rots into a pile of scrap iron in less than half a month! This time, you don't have to wait for half a month, just one fight, and see if these screws, gears, ties, and bearings can withstand several impacts. Don't break up in a fight, that would be a shame!

Thinking not to be embarrassed, the old patriarch did not leave Li Ziqian with the slightest face, and said, "Go to the training ground, I want to see how much strength you have recovered."

"It's not easy to say how much it has recovered for the time being, but I can definitely afford the Li family banner." Li Ziqian stood up, unbuttoned the buttons unhurriedly, took off his jacket, revealing his strong body in a shirt. There are no extra brackets and power devices, but a body like a newborn. He feels very relaxed. There is too much ecstasy in his chest but there is nowhere to vent. He just wants to find someone to fight hard.

Li Zixu, who was walking beside him, had a numb scalp and suddenly felt as if he was being stared at by a beast. But how is it possible? The most useful prosthesis is just a prosthesis, which can be broken with a light twist.

Li Zicheng, who was following the two, let out a sigh of relief, and then rubbed the right hand that was twisted by his cousin last time. He had a hunch that today's competition will definitely surprise everyone. Li Yening placed the second room together, but he didn't realize that the second room was so anxious that he was afraid that Master Qi would help Li Ziqian to install the prosthetic limbs. People who think they are smart are often the stupidest.

With different thoughts, a group of people walked to the underground training ground. Li Ziqian brought in a soft chair, let Qi Ze sit down, and passed his military uniform over, softly said, "Help me get it."

"Come on, don't kill people." How could Qi Ze not know the power of his modified body? Although it has not reached the 3S level, it is not a problem to solve an early 2S ability player.

Li Zicheng couldn't help shaking when he heard this, but Li Zixu smiled contemptuously, "Big brother, doing your best is the highest respect for your opponent. I respect you and hope you respect me as well."

"Since you have said so, then all right." Li Ziqian nodded slowly.

The two stepped into the arena, opened the energy membrane, and isolated the onlookers. Li Zixu took off his clothes in twos and threes, revealing his naked upper body, his strong muscles faintly glowing under the light. He pays great attention to cultivation and enters the fighting state very quickly. In just a second, he uses liquid metal to coat his body with a protective film, and then the wrists, elbows, and knuckles grow out. The scimitar with handle was a little horrible. This has been separated from the appearance of human beings and closer to weapons.

Seeing that his cousin was ready, Li Ziqian took off his shirt calmly.

The originally enthusiastic clansmen took a breath of air at this moment. They couldn't believe their eyes! Li Ziqian didn't install any prostheses at all, let alone brackets, bearings, metal parts, etc.! His hands and abdomen are intact and covered by a layer of black scales. When he walked under the light, the scales gave off a cold light, which was terrifying.

"Then, what is that?" The old patriarch said incoherently, "When did his hands grow out? Didn't he mean to install prosthetic limbs? He has eagle blood, why doesn't he have feathers, but scales? You treat him What did you do? Biochemical experiments? Modified genes? Species fusion? So wow, you guys are so bold! That's illegal!"

Ms. Li proudly said, "..., you don't know that the supreme **** of our eagle tribe is Kunpeng, a bird in the sky, and a fish in the water. Ziqian got a blessing in disguise and awakened the blood of the supreme god. If you don't believe it, you can Give him a DNA test to see if we have added things that shouldn't be added to his genes."

Ms. Li dared to say so, she naturally checked it. The son's genes have not changed, he just awakened the power of the ancestors.

As the spreader of the rumors, Qi Ze silently covered his face and felt very guilty.

But Li Yening was obviously bluffed, and said in amazement, "Kunpeng? Isn't the supreme **** of your Eagle Clan Jinpeng?"

"Don't you know? Jinpeng is Kunpeng." Mrs. Li opened the web page and found the Mu's ancient dictionary and the Qi's ancient dictionary, and used the words and pictures above to prove it for herself. "Look at Kunpeng's Comment. See what it looks like when it turns into a bird. This is the supreme **** of our Eagle Race!"

Humans experienced a process of cultural invasion and invasion when they moved into the Black Eye Galaxy. When they were weak, the aborigines of aliens believed that they were the offspring left behind on the earth, and gave many examples. When they became strong, they in turn proclaimed that the aliens are descendants of the people on earth, and they also cited many examples. After thousands of years of trouble in this way, no one can tell who is whose offspring, but the cultures of each other have blended with each other, resulting in similarities.

Whether the supreme **** of the eagle tribe is Jinpeng or Kunpeng, or some other bird, even Mrs. Li doesn't know this, she just feels that Kunpeng looks more powerful than Jinpeng. Especially after her son had scales, she believed in this and immediately sent a message to the people.

So half a month later, the leaders of the Eagle clan held an important meeting and decided to officially rename the Supreme God to Kunpeng, and revised the totem, and then released it to the entire galaxy. Of course, this is something to say, so I won't mention it here.

Seeing the changes in his cousin’s body, Li Zixu was also taken aback. He curled his eyebrows and said, "Did you participate in the biochemical experiment?"

"What biochemical experiment? You think too much." Li Ziqian twisted his neck and smiled comfortably. He didn't know how terrible he was now. As soon as his fighting spirit moved, black scales spread all over his body, and finally climbed up to his neck, leaving a few mottled marks on his pale face. But this did not detract from his beauty, on the contrary it added a bit of evil to him. With black and red vertical pupils, it looked really scary.

Li Zixu's heart tensed, but he didn't have stage fright, and immediately rushed forward. Two vigorous figures fought in mid-air, and the muffled sound of fists to the flesh came intensively, making the scalp numb. Li Zicheng hid behind his chest, thanking him for not rushing up to be the sandbag of the lobby brother. His parents were also shocked in a cold sweat.

Being a dead man for twenty years, he has just recovered and has not yet been rehabilitated, and he can be tied with the 2S-level Li Zixu. What will be the strength of Li Ziqian at his peak? This idea appeared in the minds of the clansmen by coincidence, and it also wavered their decision to change the marshal.

Li Zixu originally planned to do his best, and he didn't keep his hands after he played. But he found that he was wrong, and he was so wrong. Master Qi didn't install the prosthesis for his eldest brother at all. All this is a cover to deceive the world! The eldest brother's hands and feet must have grown by himself, otherwise it would not be so strong and flexible. With each collision, he could feel the metal barrier on his body surface sinking into one piece and producing countless cracks, but the eldest brother has not used any abilities so far, but relied on his physical power to counterattack. The scales on his body surface are extremely hard, not to mention leaving wounds when cut by a sharp blade, there are no scratches, only the splashing sparks can prove that he has been attacked.

Li Zixu was unwilling to resign, and his moves became more vicious. He turned his hands into sharp knives and thrust the knives straight into his cousin's vitals. As long as he hurt his heart, eyes, and lower abdomen, he could save his precarious dignity.

"My cousin, the fight is over." Li Ziqian got acquainted with the new body thoroughly. The hands covered with scales suddenly turned into beast claws. He folded the sharp knife that pierced his eyes into two, and shot the opponent with one palm. Arena. He raised his hands, no, he said that his claws might be more appropriate, and he looked under his nose, his expression was astonished, and then he laughed happily.

These hands can't see the slightest human form. Except for the layered black scales, there are also sharp-pointed nails. They are extremely sharp, and it is easy to cut through the metal like tofu. If it weren’t for him to restrain his strength in time, Li Zixu, who was photographed in the battlefield, might die on the spot, but even so, a deep palm print was sunken in the opponent’s chest, and his broken ribs pierced into his heart, making him nauseous. Blood in the mouth.

Fortunately, Mrs. Li has arranged a medical room at home, and there is no shortage of high-precision equipment, so Li Zixu was rescued in time. Li Yening did not dare to disturb the doctor's diagnosis, and was waiting in the living room anxiously at this time. Li Ziqian sat opposite him, slowly turning the beast claws into ten fingers. Qi Ze was very interested in these mutated hands, grabbed them and put them on his lap to play with.

"Sorry, your bloodline has mutated. It is not Kunpeng, but dragon. I think I should let you know the truth." After the feeling of being too guilty, Qi Ze quietly sent this sentence into Young Master Li's mailbox.

"It doesn't matter, I really like this new body." Li Ziqian replied with a smile.

"That's good. A dragon has nine likes, its head like a camel, its horns like a deer, its eyes like a rabbit, its ears like a cow, its neck like a snake, its belly like a mirage, its scales like a carp, its claws like an eagle, and its palms like a tiger. You Just now, the dragon claws were transformed into eagle claws, so don't worry about being rejected by your mother's clansmen in the future." Qi Ze tried to comfort Young Master Li in the chat channel.

"It doesn't matter, I don't care what outsiders think of me." Li Ziqian rubbed the boy's head.

Li Yening, who had been staring at the two of them, finally couldn't hold back anymore, and asked, "Are you really awakening the Kunpeng bloodline?" He originally sneered at this mysterious statement, but saw Li Ziqian turn his hands into eagle claws. Later, but had to accept this reality.

"No, I just installed a prosthetic arm." Li Ziqian told the truth, but no one wanted to believe it.

"You have awakened the Kunpeng bloodline a long time ago, why didn't you make it public? Looking at us worrying about the future of the family, do you think it's funny? The juniors are really outrageous now, when can you take your heart out?" Li Yening There is nothing else to say, but a few nonsense reprimands. Seeing his great-grandson holding his chest, sitting in a wheelchair, and being pushed out of the elevator by Meng Kui, he was speechless. He sat for a while and said decisively, "Let’s go, the Li family’s banner has to be carried by Ziqian. No one is allowed to mention the matter of changing the heir, unless Ziqian died outside."

Hi, you bad old man, how do you talk! Mrs. Li was very angry, but she was not easy to swear, she slammed the person to the door, turned around and hugged her son, crying happily. Patriarch Li couldn't help wiping his tears. He wanted to take his wife and son into his arms, but found that his son was too strong after healed, and he couldn't hold it anymore. He closed his tears and laughed immediately.

Qi Ze looked at Meng Kui quietly for a while, and said to Meng Kui, "I'm leaving now, don't stay here to disturb them either."

"Master, I will send you." Meng Kui's admiration for Master Qi has broken through the sky. If he could, he wanted to chop off his hands and feet so that the master could re-settle, but thinking of the master's super high appearance fee, he had to quietly dismiss it.

Let's wait until you save enough money.

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Qi Ze received a text message as soon as he returned to the dormitory. Xing hurriedly opened it and found that it was sent by Young Master Li, with only two words-thank you. He was a little disappointed, and replied without thanks.

Ouyang Ye hides in the door of the kitchen, holding a piece of barbecue in his hand, looking left and right like a thief, and whispered, "Shao Qi, let’s have the stew tonight? Would you please treat this piece of meat? ?"

"Oh, level 8 Tyrannosaurus meat, you have made a lot of progress." Qi Ze removed the impurities in the meat and rushed under the faucet before asking casually, "has Yan Junyu contacted you recently? ?"

"No way. I heard that the Sixth Army received a major military mission and sent mech advance troops out for investigation. Young Shao Yan should be the leader. What?" Ouyang Ye felt a little strange and asked. He didn't contact you either? Is your intellectual brain broken?" With Yan Junyu's enthusiasm for Shao Qi, he didn't even explain a word on the mission? This is impossible!

"I did not contact me." Qi Ze thought he was annoying when people were there, and nothing was right when he was not there. He clicked Kai Zhi Nao, checked the network settings, and opened the mailbox and chat channel to see if any messages were missing.

At this moment, a video appeared in the mailbox with the words "Yan Junyu" in the sender column.

Qi Ze's tight heartstring loosened a little, and he quickly returned to the room and pressed the projection button. Yan Junyu's waiting phantom appeared opposite him, wearing a camouflage uniform, carrying a pulse gun, and painted several gray-green marks on his face. He stared at the boy and slowly said, "Ozawa, I am currently on the spaceship, and I am preparing to go to the planet MNR112 for a mission. I don't know when I will return. When I am away, you have to take good care of yourself..."

Next came the same advice, Qi Ze could repeat it with his eyes closed, but this time he listened very carefully and did not dare to miss a word. Wake up in the morning to cook for himself, return home from school and wait on the roadside, go out to play around, go out to help with the aftermath, unknowingly, Yan Junyu has occupied his life, once the other party is gone, he can't get used to it.

"Why send a video instead of making a phone call?" Qi Ze felt very uneasy when there were many questions to ask, but no one was found.

On the other end, Yan Junyu finally explained the precautions and fell silent. His eyelids closed slightly, as if he was thinking about something. It took about five minutes to speak again, and his voice became very hoarse. "Ozawa, you once said that I was just curious about your feelings. Let me think about it. Now, I think about it. It’s very clear, it’s not curiosity, nor liking..."

He fell into silence again. When Qi Ze's heart tightened because of the unfinished words, he sighed, "It's love, so I hope you will always be safe and happy. Ozawa, I love you!" The video flashed Pass a snowflake, and then completely end.

Qi Ze didn't respond for a long time, until Ouyang Ye slapped the door hard and didn't come back.

"Love me? Isn't it grateful?" He murmured while shaking his head, and urged Ouyang Ye to go to the kitchen stew. He had just made dinner and was about to start eating, but the doorbell rang.

"Who? Didn't Mo Tianlei go on a date with his girlfriend? Li Ziqian and Meng Kui also returned to Li's house?" Ouyang Ye was very annoyed, and quickly hid a pot of stew in the space button. Qi Ze opened the door, but did not see half of the figure, only a strong smell of blood wafting in the air.

Dangerous! He immediately reacted, and was about to close the door, when a mass of black things rushed towards his face, and his legs were also firmly hugged, unable to move. As a war five scum, he was terrified, and he was about to summon Ouyang Ye to protect him, but he lowered his head to meet a pair of eyes full of tears.

What hugged him was Ming Rui, who was covered with blood; what hit his face was Xiao Hei soaked in blood. The two little dolls seem to be in trouble.