Word Spirit: Fireworks

Effect: It can force explosion of flammable and explosive items, and the degree of explosion increases as the energy of the explosive increases.

Looking at this Yan Ling, Yang Cong nodded. With this, it was enough.

However, what made Yang Cong a little confused was that there seemed to be no flammable and explosive items here.

Ni Tian also seemed to see Yang Cong's doubts and said with a smile: "Your dragon blood can be used as a medium, because your dragon blood is far superior to others. Although your strength is not enough, as long as it is purity enough, it is OK."

"You mean I will use my blood as the material for this fireworks?" Yang Cong looked at Nitian. He always felt that Nitian was fooling him. There must be other methods he had not said.

However, it seemed that Yang Cong had a deception. Apart from talking about the Dragon Blood method, he didn't say anything else, no matter how Yang Cong looked at him.

"Okay, I'm leaving, you have fun on your own." The last time, the strange sky left a deliberate smile and disappeared.

And just as the moment the heavens disappeared, the scenery around Yang Cong also changed.

The originally gray and white scenery has also restored its original color.

And Nuonuo, who was beside Yang Cong, also looked at Yang Cong with a strange look.

I don’t know why Yang Cong had to make such a strange move.

"By the way, have you received a birthday gift?" Nuonuo looked at Yang Cong and asked.

"Birthday gift?" Yang Cong was slightly stunned.

"You haven't received it, either." Nuonuo smiled instantly when he saw Yang Cong's expression.

"I received it." Yang Cong's mouth trembled. When he was a child, Yang Cong's parents were honest people and would not celebrate any birthdays on purpose. Basically, it was your birthday. Make some delicious food for you. When he was a child, Yang Cong always couldn't understand it in Yang Cong's eyes.

Because other children have toys given by their parents, but their parents only make delicious food for him.

This also made him feel a little unbalanced, so he had a few quarrels with his parents several times.

But until he grew up and his parents left him, he finally knew what was the most important thing.

Speaking of birthday gifts, it’s not without them. Of course, because Yang Cong has no friends, only a good friend like Yang Ming, the so-called birthday gifts are naturally given by him.

And this birthday gift is unique.

Yang Cong still remembers it freshly now.

...

"Cong'er, today is your birthday, so we can't just drink like this."

Yang Ming, who was sitting at Yang Cong, kept talking to the table.

"Then what do you think of?" Yang Cong gave Yang Ming a blank look. What else can he do without drinking? I don't know what the situation is.

"In this way, today is your birthday anyway." Yang Ming said: "Brother pays you to take you to **."

"What's the matter?" Yang Cong was very pure at that time and didn't know what '**' was

"I'll tell you, ** is..." Yang Ming lowered his head in Yang Cong's ear and said a few words. Yang Cong's face became more and more ugly as he loved him.

"How about it, just treat it as my birthday gift for you." Yang Ming smiled and said, "See, your brother, how unique the gift I gave you is, it's much better than those cakes or something."

"Genggugugugugu, I don't know you." Yang Cong also understood what it meant, but he was not that kind of person, and he would never touch that kind of thing.

"That's so boring, just sit in and drink." Yang Ming complained.

"If you are bored, get home. I can live alone." Yang Cong said.

Upon hearing this, Yang Ming also knew that Yang Cong was a little angry and hurriedly said, "No, no, no, we are not brothers. Brothers must accompany you to the end on their birthdays. Come on, let's continue drinking."

....

Thinking about it now, Yang Cong felt a little funny. He was so stupid at that time.

Seeing Yang Cong sitting beside him smiling from time to time, Nuonuo was very curious: "What are you thinking about good things? It's so funny."

"It's nothing, I just remember some funny things in the past." Yang Cong said: "The time I played with my friends in the past is worth remembering."

"Is that right?" Speaking of Nuonuo's past time, it was dark and I didn't want people to think about it.

She is lonely, she has no friends, she has no happiness.

She also envies Yang Cong for those who have friends.

"Okay, I said I would give you a birthday gift." Yang Cong said: "Then I'll give it to you now."

At this time, Nuonuo also looked at Yang Cong with wide eyes, as if he wanted to know what Yang Cong would give her.

Yang Cong opened his left hand and then turned into a force knife, and saw that he cut the palm of his left hand.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Nuonuo saw Yang Cong like this, so he wanted to hurry forward to stop him.

However, when Nuonuo came to Yang Cong and grabbed Yang Cong's hand, she was surprised to find that Yang Cong's hand was intact.

Then what she saw just now.

However, Yang Cong did not explain because what he wanted to do had been completed.

And at this moment, the sounds of the sky attracted Nuonuo's attention.

"Wow, it's fireworks." Nuonuo looked at the fireworks in the distant sky with surprise.

The fireworks have more than a dozen different colors, and the whole sky was filled with an instant.

After the colorful fireworks, it was the moment that touched Nuonuo the most.

I saw a string of letters formed in the sky.

“NoNo, HappyBirthday!”

And just when Nuonuo was fascinated by this, Yang Cong fell into deep thought.

Because this is a little different from what he thought.

"Is this for me? Yang Cong." Nuonuo turned his head and looked at Yang Cong with satisfaction.

"Yeah, yes." At this time, Yang Cong nodded and said yes. Anyway, he also made efforts. As for why the rest would be like that, he didn't know, and he didn't want to know.

"Yang Cong, do you know? This is the first time someone has given me a birthday gift." Nuonuo said with a smile: "It's still a birthday gift like this."

"Hmm? Didn't Caesar give you it?" Yang Cong felt a little strange and asked.

"No." Nuonuo shook his head: "He had not had time to go to the Valhalla."

"Then it's my first time." Yang Cong smiled and said, "I just don't know if Caesar will steal your first time for me and kill me."

How could not know that Yang Cong's consciousness, which was in his words, and gave Yang Cong a blank look: "Do you still have few robberies? Pervert."
Chapter completed!