"Can I eat it?"

As if he didn't expect Wei Xun to ask this question, he asked instead: "Do you want to eat?"

"Think about it."

Wei Xun, who was held in An Xuefeng's arms, could not see his expression, but the mental connection could convey the emotions between them without reservation. He did not realize that An Xuefeng had any other disapproval besides being a little surprised.

Emotionally, I feel that it should be edible.

"What will happen if we eat it?"

"No, but..."

There was a subtle pause in * * *’s voice: “This is the food prepared by the hotel for the Speaker, and only the Speaker is qualified to eat it.”

Wei Xun felt that * * * this sentence was a bit strange. He should not care about people with qualifications. Wei Xun sensed his thoughts - although the deep connection allowed them to sense each other's thoughts, each

People think about so many things at every moment. If they listen to it all the time, it will be very annoying and confusing, and it will make people more likely to go insane. Therefore, usually if you don't consciously perceive it, you will be just like a normal person.

Perhaps because it is An Xuefeng's body now, probing his thoughts is not the same as probing * * *, which overloads Wei Xun's mental pollution and information impact.* * * *'s thinking is relaxed for Wei Xun, and Wei Xun suddenly

Read his mind.

"This is the food prepared by the hotel for the Speaker" is an underlying rule of the hotel. It is the Speaker's food, not other people's food.

After knowing about it, it is impossible for normal people in the hotel to want to eat it. Just like no normal person would really, seriously want to eat the sun. * * * They only want to use it to plot against the Speaker and plot against the hotel

.

But Wei Xun is different.

'Do you really want to eat it?'

'If it can be eaten.'

'Of course it can...it's non-biased, non-corrosive, non-contagious battlefield energy.'

* * * * Without making a sound, his mind communicated with Wei Xun: ‘It’s very good for us’

Battlefield pollution, thirty degrees north latitude pollution, and abyss pollution can pollute each other, confront each other, and devour each other.

The pure battlefield energy that has lost its corrosiveness and contagion is a great supplement to the power of the Thirty Degrees North Latitude, the power of the abyss, and the power of the battlefield itself, and others will not notice it - even Wei Xun's abyss pollution.

There is no reaction to the sheep because it doesn't feel like pollution at all and the butterfly fragment cannot 'perceive' it.

'It will also help you'

Wei Xun smiled, he stretched out his hand from his arms, held his face, raised his head and looked at him: 'Do you want to eat?'

* * * * Staring at him. If An Xuefeng had a biased personality, he would immediately investigate what went wrong with Wei Xun, why he was not affected by the hotel rules here, and worry about his physical and mental condition.

But * * * is the darker, more paranoid, and more unspeakable part of An Xuefeng. Wei Xun looked at him with a sly smile in his blue eyes, as if he was a devil tempting people to make mistakes, knowing that he was a hotel owner.

The person in charge openly asked him if he wanted to taste the forbidden fruit.

In the hostel full of various rules like a cobweb, he is like a beautiful butterfly.

The seemingly fragile wings are cunning in the cobweb. If it is left, if you walk on the tip of the knife.

What a beautiful.

What a charming.

I want to hold him in accordance with the imprisonment, crush his wings, put on handcuffs, sink into the bottom of the sea ... Let it be his butterfly in the depths of the sea.

***Seeing that Wei Yan's eyes flickered, all His thoughts did not conceal Wei Yan, Wei Yan laughed, he pulled the collar of***to let him bow his head, laughing and whispering in his ear.

"Good abnormal, Captain An."

"ha."

I don't know which laugh at***, He suddenly laughed, wrapped around Wei Yan's tentacles and tight, and the powerful tentacles and the suction cups on the tentacles torn out the tattoo of Wei Yan's shirt, along the cracks of the clothes, along the cracks of the clothes

After exploring, he touched his back and waist, and after Wei Yan dodged and complained that it was cool,***also warmed the tentacles.

"Oh."

"hiss!"

Wei Yan took a sip of air -conditioning and his eyes were slightly sensitive. His body was more sensitive to warmth than cold. Usually An Xuefeng's hand was high to him. These slippery and soft tentacles were higher.

It is not suitable for high temperature, and more mucus is secreted, more active. The tentacles are entangled with the body that rolls around Wei Yan.

This feeling is not too comfortable or annoying. Wei Yan feels like he is in the internal organs wrapped in velvet texture. The hot tentacles are not like tentacles.

The organs, if anyone glanced at the back at this moment, can see the back that Wei Yan was tightly hugged by An Xuefeng in his arms.

An Xuefeng hugged Wei Yan tightly, his chin was on his head, and his powerful arms overlapped behind Wei Yan to hold him. An Xuefeng closed his eyes and smiled.

Time, it looks very comfortable and beautiful picture. No one sees it under his arm. Under Wei Yan's clothes, more tentacles are hugging him. No one can notice Wei Yan's trembling.

Back.

"Papa."

A drop of mucus was dragged with silk, and a circular wet marks were printed on the feet of Wei Yan. There were no rain outside. There was only An Xuefeng, Wei Yan and a sheep in the church, which made people think about whether this drop of water was the water.

Where did it fall? No one in the dim church can see that Wei Yan's shirt is undulating normally, as if there is a living creature in his clothes and entanglement.

Until the tearing sound of the torn fabric sounded, the clothing covered with the back of Wei Yan's back was torn from the right shoulder to the left waist, just like the illustration of the calm, opened the Pandora magic box, and from the broken clothes cracks to the cracked mouth to the cracked mouth to the cracked mouth to the cracked mouth

I can see the countless purple -red tentacles entangled around Wei Yan's body. I can hardly see his pale skin, and the tentacles secrete a large amount of mucus and soak the clothes. More mucus cannot be absorbed by the fabric.

Drag the silk.

The feet of Wei Yan and An Xuefeng are full of water marks. The trembling body is wrapped under the tentacles. He seems to still stand normally, but in fact, his legs are soft and lean on An Xuefeng's arm.

Enjoying such an unexpected surprise attack, he likes this controlled, excessive intimacy. As long as Wei Yan has a unhappy thought, An Xuefeng will stop directly. The spiritual connection is such a benefit.

But Wei Yan did not refuse, An Xuefeng was also willing to release the darkest erosion possession in his heart. He and***themselves were one.

"hot……"

With overflowing the throat, the trembling breath was blocked back. Wei Yan bite the tentacles in his mouth tightly, and his tongue refused.

On the top, it brings an excessive hidden sense of niche, so that Wei Yan's beautiful blue -purple eyes covered with a layer of water mist, and the sight was blurred.

But this is not a place where it is serious, especially when An Xuefeng still came from time to time, the strange sheep screams of 'hee hee' '', Hehe and Hui and the song were still worried, so they did not take them too long.

It was over soon, but even if the tentacles cleaned all the liquid, and replaced Wei Yan with clean clothes, Wei Yan still felt slippery.

***I don't know where to give him a clean hot towel to wipe his face. After wiping his face, he found that***has killed the hey sheep.

Like sheep, there is no normal internal organs, no bones, the meat on the back is light blue, and the meat in other parts is milky white.

And these meats are very soft, trembling like egg custard, as if it will be broken when it touches.***Wrap these meat with sheepskin.

"Must be wrapped in sheepskin."

Demonstration of Wei Yan, He cut a large light blue meat with a large nail cover, picked out the sheepskin, and saw that this piece of meat trembled slightly in the air, the volume was visible to the naked eye, and it gradually turned into it.

Sand yellow.

"Corn wolf."

Wei Yan immediately called the corn wolf,***threw this little black meat with big mung bean into the little white wolf's mouth.

In the same way, he whispered in the whispering of Wei Yan and***, and snoring while calling. The previous state of sluggish weakness completely disappeared.

"The power of the Pharaoh pyramid invades the meat pieces?"

Wei Yan went in and felt it. The little white wolf was completely supported. Its addiction originally needed the power of 30 degrees north latitude. It has been staying on the battlefield for too long.

It has a negative impact on it.

This piece has no pollution and was attacked by the 30 degrees of the north latitude. The energy lamb pieces of the battlefield are definitely a great supplement for it. Just a small piece of meat and white wolf is still drooling now.

Crying, it swayed his body with his face, a strong 'father! Father! Dad! Dad!' 'The expectation.

Wei Yan signaled that after***, he cut a small piece of meat with a blood -sucking knife. This piece of meat also shrinks quickly, but it has become the blue -purple color of butterfly fragments.

The wolf rolling on the spot, the rainbow -colored light spots became more and more solid. Suddenly, the corn wolf bamboo shoots were long, and then lazily stopped moving -it was ready to molt!

Looking at the mutton again, Wei Yan's eyes are not right. It contains such a huge energy and can be attacked by 30 degrees and abyss forces in the north latitude, becoming a pure energy that is biased towards their attributes.

This lamb is so good too!

After * * * * confirmed that there were nearly a hundred sheep in the remaining group of sheep that were about to mature (all of them seemed to be in a state of maturity), Wei Xun generously picked a few pieces of mutton to feed Wangcai - he was tricking the sheep.

Great work dog!

After feeding, he sent Wangcai to assist the sheep pen to see if he could make the sheep mature as soon as possible. Wei Xun called Yu Hehui and Tong Hege to the church.

"Come and eat mutton."

Wei Xun asked Yu Hehui to summon a ball of fox fire and roast a piece of white mutton as big as his fist. The light blue meat is biased toward battlefield energy, which is a great tonic for those with the abyss, 30 degrees north latitude and battlefield power, and those who

The pure power contained in white mutton is slightly lower, but people like Yu Hehui and Tong Hege can use it to increase their power, and whichever power is used to cook it, the meat will contain more power.

“What a rich energy!”

The white lamb roasted over the fox fire gave off a rich meaty aroma, and the hair on the tip of the fox's tail exploded. He gave the first piece of meat to Wei Xun, and then cut off another piece and grilled it casually over the fox fire.

, regardless of whether it was cooked or not, he swallowed it directly, and then his eyes lit up. When Wei Xun asked, Yu Hehui had no reservations:

"Six heads...five heads are enough, and my strength will be completely restored to its peak!"

"This meat is really delicious."

Tong Hege was not excited, so he rubbed a piece of mutton with Tai Sui juice. He also gave a piece to Wei Xun first and then made some for himself. He was even more excited than Yu Hehui.

"Me too! This meat is really good. Eat it quickly, Wei Xun. Oh, grilling it with those flames of yours will definitely be good for the title!"

Wei Xun ate the mutton roasted by Yu Hehui. The meat melted in his mouth and was filled with fragrance. Wei Xun felt numb all over his body and had an urge to transform. He felt that if he could eat a pure lamb roasted by Tianhu flames, maybe he would be able to transform.

Possessing the animal form of a white fox...or a special sky fox!

However, Tong Hege only took one bite of the mutton Wei Xun rubbed with Tai Sui juice, and all the traces left by the * * on her body disappeared, and her body felt much better.

Such good mutton, five or six sheep can restore Yu Hehui and Tong Hege to their peak strength, and will also be of great use to * * * and An Xuefeng. At that time, in the pasture of the Undead Bunker, every wooden stake corresponded to a

There are thousands of sheep! If all these sheep are used to train the Speaker... How terrifying will the Speaker's strength be?

Definitely more terrifying than the person in charge.

The speaker trained in this way will probably be a terrifying war machine.

Wei Xun thought.

Maybe the hotel wants to completely control the battlefield this year and incorporate the battlefield into its own territory, just like the Abyss. With so many sheep lost, it’s no wonder that the parliament is blocked and Deep Blue is out of control.

"well."

Suddenly Wei Xun sighed.

"What's wrong?"

Yu Hehui asked strangely while grilling Wei Xun.

"What a shame."

When Wei Xun thought about the fact that he only brought out one-third of so many sheep, that is, just over a thousand, and the remaining two-thirds were sent to the battlefield along with the undead bunker, the more Wei Xun thought about it, the more he felt

Heartache.

"Call Taoist Ban Ming here."

The author has something to say: There will be an update tomorrow, bam bam!

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Wei Xun [Heartache]: How come I only abducted more than a thousand sheep!

Hotel:?

speaker:?

Is this polite?

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* * *: I have already killed this life-loving sheep. Let’s roast it and eat it.

Play someone:?

* * *: Oh, it’s Hee Hee Sheep

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