In a desert with scarce water resources, it is a very luxurious act to use drinking water to wash your face.

However, both of them can survive without drinking water, so it will be wasted.

Anyway, a lot of fruits have been wasted before, so it doesn’t matter if there is more.

As Kaisha rubbed her, the thick dust on her face mixed with water and stirred, and slowly turned into mud.

She stopped, and it seemed like a layer of mud mask was applied to her face.

"how's it going?"

"Ah~" One action can express many meanings, and Kaisha quickly started rubbing again.

The moisture in the mud was sucked away by the hot air and gradually became hardened. After Kesha rubbed it, it would turn into clay, so Kane poured some water.

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

After rubbing his face and neck, he poured water to rinse it. Kane found that Kaysha's face was red, but her skin was not as fair as he imagined.

I have not received sunlight in my underground for two years and have no conditions for tanning, so why is my face not white?

He quickly figured it out that Kesha is a desert native and her skin is not so white in nature, but this did not affect his liking for Kesha.

The light wheat color is also good and looks healthy.

In fact, the most important thing is that the face is good-looking. As long as you have a face, no matter whether it is pale or reflective black skin, or even purple skin, it can be accepted by the public.

During the washing of my face, I wet my hair as well. After shaking the bag, I still had half of the water, so I simply washed my head.

Kaisha shampoos her hair like washing her face, and she rubs her hard, clamps her hair in the middle, and then rubs her back and forth.

The clear water flowed from beginning to end and turned into yellow water. You can imagine how much dust was hidden inside, and Kane scolded him for a while.

After washing, Kaisha was covered in wet hair and shining in the sun. The water mist in her eyes was hazy, and a drop of crystal water dangled on the tip of her straight nose.

If you only look at your head, it does have a bit of a beautiful girlish look.

But Kesha is not a figure or a skunk, she can separate her head.

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

It was Kane's turn to wash his face, and Kaisha took the initiative to help him rub his face, but in fact she was taking revenge on his mouth just now. She rubbed his face with the force of rubbing his back and rubbed his tears out.

Then, seeing the huge changes before and after Kane washed her face, Kesha was stunned for a moment, and then compared herself to herself, she suddenly thought... If her hair and face were cleaner before, maybe the bird vendor wouldn't have been scared away?

But things were over, and Kesha looked up at the sun that was about to fall outside the patio, feeling lost.

Kane noticed her expression and asked her: "Do you want to go upstairs and take a look?"

At this time, the bottom of the patio was covered with shadows, and only the setting sun was cast on the well wall. You can see that many roots showed strange pale white luster under the sunlight.

This was the closest time they were to the surface. She wanted to go up and take a look, but reason kept reminding her that she would better not touch those things.

Otherwise, that carriage will be the consequence.

"Think." Kesha said his thoughts: "But we can't climb up."

"Then try something else, as long as you want," Kane said.

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

Since devouring the Sha Falcon, the skin nails have unlocked a new biological structure. Therefore, as long as Kane makes the skin nails grow wings, he might be able to fly to the ground.

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

But he felt that this had reached his limit. If he grew bigger, his wings would be too heavy and would cause his body to lose balance.

Then, pale substances surged out from the skin nails spread along the wing bones, stretching into muscles and feathers.

The black wings were formed, but I didn't expect it to be so heavy that Kane started to be unable to stand firmly.

I knew I couldn't fly without trying, but he still tried to swell his wings.

A series of problems followed.

First of all, human bone density is greater than that of birds, and the weight of skin nails makes Kane's weight an inevitable problem.

If he wants to generate enough power, he must increase his wingspan, but that will inevitably lead to imbalance in the front and back. On the contrary, in order to maintain balance, his wings cannot grow too big.

Moreover, he did not generate enough developed muscles, which caused his wings to flap and he could not fly at all.

Furthermore, wings are more suitable for gliding, and it will be easier to take off from a high place with upward airflow, but he is at the bottom of the patio, and the hot air above only spreads downward, without that condition.

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

He realized that wings were not suitable for humans, and perhaps the elves would be better. He didn't know why the angel of justice Kyle could fly with his wings... It must have used magic, or should it be called the power of the star spirit?

Kane lets his skin nails slowly swallow his wings, and the process is extremely cruel.

The energy consumed by generating 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" back.

But even so, he still lost some energy.

The devouring of the void is just completely digested and does not produce useless waste, but the transformation cannot be achieved ineffective in the process of transformation and shaping.

Otherwise, what will they grow a fixed form for? Whatever convenience will become, and they are all varied and weird.

"Why don't you forget it." Kesha waited for Kane to swallow his wings and walked over and grabbed his hand: "There is one and two, I believe we will find other exits soon."

"Actually, there is another way that hasn't been tried." Kane looked at Kesha's eyes with a serious expression.

"You want to control the ground hernia? It's too dangerous!" Kaisha could tell at a glance what he wanted to do. She exclaimed, this idea was really crazy.

It’s like two insects rushing into the glutinous rice dish. What else can happen?

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

But he was afraid that he would act rashly, and he would activate them all and trap the two of them in the patio.

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

"OK."

The two of them came to the hole at the bottom of the patio, and Kane asked Kesha to knock down a piece of the root.

The light bullet she released accurately hit a piece of exposed roots, which fell down and made a dull sound of flesh smashing the ground, twitching like a nerve reflex for a while.

The main body of the ground hernia just shrank slightly and did not completely survive and danced wildly.

"Okay!" Kane praised secretly, then used the consciousness net to capture the root, trying to make it act according to his will.

I saw that the root suddenly began to twist, winding forward like a snake, and then bowing and crawling like a worm.
Chapter completed!