Xiaobaihua attacked and took the blame again [Quick Transmigration]

In the dark corridor, Dong Minze chose a direction to advance rapidly. Naturally, the way was not smooth, and there were countless traps and countless poisons.

as now.

A huge stone pile slammed down against his back!

The crushed lime soil splashed out violently!

"Cough, cough, cough!" Dong Minze, who had narrowly escaped death, coughed desperately on the ground, leaving dark marks on the dust mixed with blood and saliva.

At this time, he was extremely embarrassed, his body seemed to be covered with a layer of soil, blood and gray were mixed together, and he was hardly recognizable as a human being.

He took a few deep breaths, waved away the dust in the air, and got up from the ground.

After taking two steps, his footsteps faltered, and he almost fell out. Dong Min Ze, who seemed to be on the verge of falling, slapped the wall with his palm hard, and his five fingers were deeply embedded in it.

The lower jaw was raised slightly, and the eyes were covered with long messy hair, shining a frightening golden color.

It was supposed to be a bright color, but now it was strangely strange and scorching hot.

He wiped off the blood from the corners of his mouth and nose, and stepped into the end of the corridor...

The resplendent and resplendent hall, the accumulation of precious stones, materials, herbs and elixirs almost blinded Dong Minze.

There is no light here, but countless huge night pearls illuminate the space.

The main hall is in a round shape, surrounded by countless gold and silver treasures and cultivation materials, you only need to get close, and you can touch and take it away when you enter, everything seems to be within your reach.

In the center of the hall, there is a huge stone statue.

It was so huge that it reached the ceiling, but only the broken neck remained, and the head hit the foot of the stone statue, and a deep hole was smashed out on the ground.

Dong Minze wiped his face, turned a blind eye to the wealth around him, and walked over like a stone statue, and at this point, he also knew where it was.

The remains of a high-level spiritual powerhouse.

Dong Minze sneered, not knowing whether to say he was lucky or not.

If you are lucky, you will naturally come across the relics that countless spiritual powerhouses dream of. There are countless treasures, countless precious herbs or spiritual weapons, and the most important thing is the spiritual energy left by the spiritual powerhouses.

Generally, spiritual energy cannot be given to others, otherwise the world should be full of high-level powerhouses, but those who can be gifted, it is said that only nine-level powerhouses, or even ten-level powerhouses.

As for the difficulty of the relics left by these strong people, it depends on them. Some people don’t care about their strength and find a destined person to inherit it. Some people choose to let everyone compete or the strongest person who can reach the finish line can get it.

As for the difficulty that Dong Minze had experienced at this time, he felt that although he was somewhat reluctant to the third stage of spiritual power, it was not a problem for the real strong.

So, the difficulty here is very low.

If there is really a leftover aura, it must have been set up by someone who was strong at the ninth tier looking for a predestined person, or someone who was lower than the ninth tier and higher than the fifth tier.

Only the seventh and above are eligible to leave traces.

But no matter what, Dong Minze was ready to give it a try. The moment he got close to the stone statue, he turned his gaze to the fallen head next to him.

Would a fallen spiritual powerhouse make such a mistake?

Dong Minze squatted next to the stone statue with a human head and tossed a lot. When he poured spiritual power into it, the closed eyes of the stone statue suddenly shattered. Suddenly, the hall began to tremble!

'Shua La——' 'Shua La——' Countless stone statues crawled out from the surrounding treasures, and their empty eyes looked at Dong Minze in the middle in unison.

"Tsk." Dong Minze snorted, stood up, raised his hand to wipe away the blood covering his eyes, cast a provocative sideways glance, and said coldly, "Just go!"

"Well."

Inside the cave, the fire had been extinguished, leaving only a pile of dry wood that had been burnt black.

There were crisp birdsong outside, and the sunlight poured in from the entrance of the cave, dispelling the cold and darkness inside the cave.

Chu Ling opened her eyes in a daze. There was a soft and warm quilt under her body. He couldn't help rolling on it, and curled up hugging the quilt.

When Dong Min-taek fell down last night, even the mattress on the bed went down, so Jin re-laid the mattress on the stone bed before going to bed last night.

And Chu Ling was already very sleepy at that time, and fell asleep almost directly under the quilt, and it was dawn as soon as she opened her eyes. As for how Jin dealt with it last night, I don't know.

There is only one bed here, and even if he sleeps on the bed with him, Chu Ling won't care, and she won't feel anything.

"Wake up." Just as Chu Ling was about to fall asleep again, a cold voice suddenly came from the door.

Looking up, I saw a man with short dark hair coming in with his back to the light. He was holding a large plate with some shredded pieces of meat and fish cut open on it.

Some spices were sprinkled on it, and Chu Ling could smell the tangy aroma before getting close.

He couldn't help but get up from the bed hugging the pillow.

"Do you want to rinse your mouth?" Jin knew that the kitten was a clean kitten.

Only then did Chu Ling notice the two glasses of water on the side of the plate.

The water was clean and reflected a bright line of light under the clear glass.

"Yes." Chu Ling stretched out her hand, took the water glass handed over by the other party, rinsed her mouth after drinking it, and was about to spit into the extinguished fire when another glass appeared beside her mouth.

"Spit this way." With a cold voice, he did such an action.

Chu Ling couldn't vomit for a while.

However, after holding it back for a while, I spat it out carefully, for fear that I would vomit too hard and get on the opponent's hand.

After vomiting, he silently picked up his precarious shame.

The next moment, the thick quilt around him sank a little, Jin sat down beside him, took a small piece of meat with a fork, blew it, and handed it to Chu Ling's mouth.

Compared with Dong Minze's rude tearing of the chicken last night, making his hands full of oil and stuffing his mouth, and wanting to touch his cock with his oily hands afterwards, it's a world away.

He is obviously an assassin, but what he does is exquisite work.

Although Chu Ling has been with someone for a long time, she has never been treated like this. Whether it is Ming Yuze, Jiang Luo or Dong Minze, they are all casual people, careless, and occasionally delicate. , but definitely not to this extent.

"Why, don't you like it?" Seeing that Chu Ling was still lingering, Jin asked with some doubts.

Although, he couldn't hear any emotion in his voice.

Chu Ling shook her head, lowered her head and picked up the sliced ​​meat.

The meat slices are mixed with a slight spicy taste, and the meat is delicious and juicy. When you bite into it, a small amount of juice will come out.

If Dong Min Ze's roast chicken was delicious last night, Jin's meat slices had to be doubled.

"It's delicious." Chu Ling couldn't help sighing while chewing.

Jin did not speak, but silently handed over a few more slices.

Chu Ling ate several slices in a row, and before she finished eating, she pulled the corner of Jin's clothes to take a bite. After a while, her mouth was full, and her cheeks were bulging. shake.

"What kind of meat?" Chu Ling said vaguely.

"Rabbit meat." But Jin understood, and he replied.

Rabbit meat? Perhaps it was because Chu Ling ate less, but she couldn't eat it. She just thought it was delicious, and there was no smell of meat or meat.

"Slow down." Jin couldn't help but rubbed his head, and gently rubbed his fingertips against the furry ears, which made the kitten tremble, and the chewing movement also stopped.

Seeing the other party's round eyes looking over, Jin also paused, and then slowly said: "Xiaoying, you are very cute." With a cold voice and a serious expression.

Chu Ling swallowed the meat in two or three gulps, probably almost choking on it too quickly, grabbed another glass of water left on the plate and poured it down.

"Ha." After finishing the mouthful, he let out a comfortable breath.

But the next moment, he inexplicably began to miss the glass of water just now, and even... couldn't help sticking out his tongue and licking the wall of the glass.

The scarlet tongue lightly pressed against the wall of the cup and slowly slid over.

After repeating this several times, Chu Ling suddenly recovered and stopped talking.

Wait a minute, what is he doing!

Is it possible that after being a cat for a long time, you will have some strange habits?

When Chu Ling was puzzled and even flustered, Jin suddenly handed over a tuft of grass leaf-shaped things in the shape of a triangular heart.

Getting close to the tip of his nose, Chu Ling suddenly felt a little dizzy, caught the leaf in his mouth by accident, and gently pressed the tip of his tongue, the leaf was constantly squeezed between his lips and tongue, changing its shape softly.

He tore off a small piece, chewed a few times and swallowed it.

When he was about to take another bite, he suppressed his desire suddenly, and stopped like reining in a horse from a precipice.

What is this thing?poisonous?

Chu Ling pushed Jin away and moved to the side. There was no smell of grass leaves, and even the nostalgia made her sober up a lot.

However, regarding his actions, Jin was not only calm and calm, but even... a little strange?

Jin, who had always been expressionless, seemed very real with a hint of expression, and Chu Ling couldn't help but began to suspect that it was her fault.

Perhaps the system heard his voice.

'Host, don't be afraid, this is catnip. '

Chu Ling: ...

He stood silently not far away and looked at Jin, feeling awkward for a moment.

Good guy, how did he know it was catnip.

Even if he has never raised a cat and has never been in contact with it, he has indeed seen it, but how can he remember that the leaves of catnip look like this.

Gee.

Chu Ling moved a few steps, moved back to the stone bed and sat down little by little. During this process, he checked the memory of the original owner. It was true that Jin often fed the original owner catnip.

Catnip is very rare in this continent, and it takes a lot of work to get it.

Chu Ling sat down as if nothing had happened, lowered her head, picked up the leaf, and ate it silently.

The taste buds are very enjoyable, but being stared at by Jin is a little tormented.

"The taste has changed?" Jin didn't know what was going on, so he could only ask.

"No, no." Chu Ling didn't know how to explain, but just shook her head.

Ye Zi swallowed it down his throat, and soon a large piece of fish was handed over to his mouth, with a bit of salt and pepper smell and slightly spicy.

Chu Ling took a bite, and the tender and tough fish meat tasted extremely good, and the handling was also very meticulous, not to mention a single bone, and there was no fishy smell at all, only the freshness of the fish itself.

"Aren't you going to eat?" Within two strokes, most of the fish was gone, and the whole plate full of meat went into Chu Ling's stomach, he asked a little embarrassed.

"Don't eat." Jin said lightly, and fed the rest of the fish into Chu Ling's mouth.

Chu Ling ate it with his hand.

This bite didn't go well, a small piece just touched Chu Ling's lips, and fell before it entered his mouth.

However, he was cut off halfway.

Chu Ling watched helplessly as the other hand caught the fish in the air, and then... ate it.

Chu Ling:!

"That..." I came across.

Jin glanced at him calmly, his unwavering eyes seemed to ask, 'What's wrong? '

Chu Ling silently shut up, that’s right, let’s not say that Jin is a very professional assassin, sometimes it’s common for him to squat for days and nights without eating or drinking. The meat that fell from his mouth.

For him... it's really no problem.

And Jin has a very strange thing about food. If there is a big basket of fish next to him, he will not pick out the good ones to eat, but eat them directly.

Like ordinary people, he would dispose of the bones and internal organs, and eat all his words, even the picked bones, which was a subtle treasure.

He will eat everything that passes through his hands, as long as it is edible.

Like when the original owner was with him before, he would process the fish meat to feed the original owner, and then eat the meat scraps and bones by himself. Of course, this was not enough, and he would find something else to eat.

Wait a minute, bones?

Chu Ling: This little assassin probably ate the fishbone.

"Jin."

Jin was about to scoop up the meat scraps on the plate, when he heard that sound, he turned his head to look.

The next moment, the plate in his hand was removed.

He's not one for low vigilance, but if it's his kitten, let him be.

"You ate the fishbone again." Chu Ling frowned.

Jin nodded calmly at this, but probably noticed that the kitten's mood was not right, and his expression tensed up a little.

"Don't eat these in the future." Chu Ling looked at Jin who seemed to be listening to the training seriously, was at a loss for words, and finally put the plate aside and said softly.

Jin seemed a little confused. After all, he had always been here before, and Shadowmao had never said anything, so why did he suddenly say such things at this time.

"It's good that Jin doesn't waste food." Chu Ling held his hand, and couldn't help but look at his throat where he was swallowing fishbone, only to see his Adam's apple moved up and down slightly, and continued: "But it's like a fishbone , Minced meat or something, there is really no need to eat it."

Jin is not a fool, he quickly understood what Chu Ling meant, and Leng Ji's heart seemed to fluctuate accordingly.

Although it was not something to talk about at first, and the kitten had never said anything about it, but now, why did he suddenly mention it...

Chu Ling was stared at by Jin, hesitated for a while, and finally said, "...Be nice to yourself."

He couldn't understand why someone would treat him so harshly when he could clearly satisfy him.

"No." Jin denied coldly.

Under Chu Ling's gaze, she slowly said, "Because it's you."

He will only eat the leftover food after you have processed it.

Chu Ling:? ? ?This little assassin!