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Firo slipped away.

Nonsense, looking at the two identical cold faces, one big and one small, waiting for Fu Yan to ask questions, does this scene seem like a time when there is a fourth person?Although Fei Luo likes to watch the excitement, he cherishes his life even more, so he hurriedly oiled the soles of his feet.

But after Fei Luo ran away, Fu Yan was not in a hurry to ask immediately.He sipped the soup slowly, and used his spoon to scratch the pig's foot in the bowl several times.Fan Xiang saw that he was tossing the pig's foot over and over again, and he didn't seem to want to talk at all, so he couldn't help asking: "Why, don't you want to eat?"

"This is too oily, I don't have much appetite now..." Fu Yan glanced at him, a little hesitant, but he still held back his words.Fan Xiangyi saw that he was holding back something to say, and said, "Speak up if you have something to say."

Fu Yan still didn't say anything, but silently turned over a lid of the thermos, took out the pig's feet from his bowl, put them on the lid, and pushed them to Fan Xiangyi.

Fan Xiangyi didn't know whether he should be happy or angry, he raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm not even worth wasting a bowl now, am I?"

Seeing that he was willing to eat, Fu Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but his face remained calm: "...take it by myself, I'm too lazy to move."

Fan Xiangyi sneered, as if he had seen through something, but he didn't say it.He got up to get the bowl, and Fu Yan added another sentence: "Give this brat one too."

Fan Xiangyi squinted his eyes when he heard the words: "You have also changed careers to become a Bodhisattva, right?"

"I'm sitting and he's standing. I'm eating and he's watching. He's not embarrassed. I'm embarrassed." Fu Yan turned his head and glanced at him, "It's just a bowl of soup for him. Could it be that he will leak once he drinks it?"

Fan Xiang said, "Crecia is not as serious as you in feeding him."

Fu Yan said: "Crecia can even feed you, how can I compare? If you don't like it, just tell me, I'll get it myself, why stand here and run on me."

Fan Xiangyi just wanted to say a few nasty words to him, but after hearing what he said, he knew that he was suffering from a headache and had a bad temper, so he had no choice but to "admit defeat".He pushed back Fu Yan who was about to get up, and said angrily, "I'll get it, don't move."

So the majestic master of the ghost domain was reduced to a waiter, and he came out with two sets of bowls and chopsticks.

Fu Yan saw that he was unhappy, so he put the pig's feet back and filled the soup with his own hands. An adult's gesture of affection is so simple and silent.Fan Xiangyi obviously agrees with this.After all, with Fu Yan's bad temper, it's really hard to handle Fu Yan's stubbornness, not to mention that Fan Xiangyi himself has a short temper.Fu Yan can be soft when he is in a bad mood, that is really a face to Fan Xiang.

It was the little brat who had been standing expressionless. Even when Fu Yan served him a small bowl of soup and put it on the table, he didn't see him move a step.

Fu Yan then asked Fan Xiangyi: "He should have heard it, why didn't he move it? Do you have to do it? I can't do it."

Fan Xiangyi didn't care about this kid, but when Fu Yan asked, he still replied: "You call him to try. He is the intelligence raised by your soul, and he should have a sense of closeness to you."

Fu Yan asked, "How did you start? What's his name?"

Fan Xiangyi: "You don't even know, how would I know?"

So Fu Yan had no choice but to wave at the kid, pointing to the place where the bowl was placed, and said directly, "Come and sit."

The boy really moved, and sat down next to Fan Xiangyi.But after he sat down, he still didn't start to eat.Fu Yan gave a "tsk" sound: "It's still a matter of order? Then you should eat now. You always eat, right?"

Hearing his tone one by one, Fan Xiang was overjoyed: "This is so bad, your patience with him is only 5 minutes."

Fu Yan raised his eyebrows, but fortunately, the boy did move again and picked up the tableware to eat.But the movements are a little bit stiff... It doesn't look like he often eats like this.

Fu Yan understood that this child didn't live on human food anyway, and it was normal that he had never eaten like this.

But this also opened up the topic of Fu Yan. He refrained from commenting that it was funny to sit in a row eating with two faces, one big and one small, and tried to turn to the serious topic: "What's going on with him? It's not that it depends on my soul Is it moving? Now that it's pulled out, why is it still a... er, 'living thing'?"

"When he was able to move around, he absorbed a lot of little ghosts, plus your soul accumulation before, enough for him to develop spiritual wisdom." Fan Xiang said, "But this kind of monster is everywhere in the ghost domain, in the abyss It's the level of being strangled every minute by the resentment of a ghost."

"So, he also has the possibility to grow?" Fu Yan thought for a while, "Eating ghosts? But with his current ability...he may not be able to swallow big ghosts, right?"

Fan Xiangyi raised his eyebrows: "Why, do you really want to raise it?"

"Think about it carefully, he is now created by a drop of your blood." Fu Yan said, "Wouldn't it be interesting to observe how far a drop of your blood can grow?"

"Where is it interesting?"

"Estimate your strength." Fu Yan said, "Assuming that the blood in your body is similar to that of a human being, your strength should be more than [-] times his. Even if I have the memory of the previous life, I don't know what you are. At what point, wouldn’t it be much more convenient to have a scaled-down one now?”

Fan Xiangyi just wanted to say, "Even so, you can't guess how much he is one hundred thousand times", but Fu Yan continued: "And I feel that he is a bit like your beginning? Can you observe how you are?" Seemed to be a good start.”

When Fan Xiang heard that he wanted to know about his past, his tone of retaliation suddenly relaxed a bit: "You want to know, I can just say no to you, as for raising this thing?"

"Historical second-hand information is always different from the experimental data I observed." Fu Yan paused, and then suddenly thought of a question, "However, you almost drained Crecia before soaring, will he be able to do so in the future? Backlash too? If you all have this attribute, forget it..."

"What do you mean by that look in your eyes?" Fan Xiang saw that he was seriously considering the danger, and knocked on the table with his backhand, "You don't think I will be eaten back by him, do you? He is a drop of my blood, just a drop of blood! "

"I know theoretically you are a 'Mother Gu', he can't find the palm of your hand." Fu Yan said, "But your origin seems to be different from all other ghosts and monsters in Huangquan, in case your blood can also inherit Does your characteristic become a special existence? For example, a creature like crucian carp can reproduce parthenosexually, and the characteristics of the bred offspring are basically the same as those of the mother offspring, anyway, there is no difference in appearance and taste... eh! "

Fan Xiangyi couldn't hold it back, and disappeared from Fu Yan's eyes in an instant, and reappeared next to him, grabbed his chin and pressed his cheek: "Also called me a 'mother Gu', compared me to a Crucian carp, huh?"

"Aren't you too picky..." Fu Yan broke his hand without moving it, "I was just guessing about your racial characteristics..."

"I don't even know what race I am, where do I come from." Fan Xiangyi finally let go of him mercifully, dragged his bowl, and sat down next to Fu Yan, "He is at most half a puppet and half a puppet." Monsters can never be counted as a family with me."

Fu Yanxin said that it might be fine, but now that Fan Xiangyi has the final say in this clan, and he doesn't admit it, what else can he do?

"Then what happened to you before?" Fu Yan answered smoothly, and then said without waiting for Fan Xiangyi's answer, "Wait a minute, let's solve this kid's question first."

Fan Xiang said, "I don't welcome you so much?"

Fu Yan pointed at the kid: "You want him to listen in, right?"

Only then did Fan Xiangyi smile.With Fu Yan's mouth, sometimes he deliberately said the truth, and he was so impatient that he couldn't listen. Fan Xiangyi felt that his patience and understanding were getting better.

"Then you ask him." Fan Xiangyi pulled all the dishes closer to Fu Yan, especially the fried pork with lettuce that he seemed to like very much for this meal, "But you might as well ask me, he is so smart, he may not know much. I have more."

Fu Yan: "Then what did you say his name is?"

Fan Xiangyi: "..."

He waved his hand: "Please."

Only then did Fu Yan look at the kid: "Do you have a name?"

The boy opened his mouth, and slowly spit out a word: "...No."

After speaking, he pointed to Fu Yan again.

Fu Yan actually understood what he meant, but deliberately said: "What? I don't understand."

Fan Xiangyi: "He..."

Fu Yan covered his mouth.

Fan Xiang raised his eyebrows and stopped talking.

The boy probably understood Fu Yan's words again, and finally said, "Get up."

Fu Yan continued, "Why?"

Fan Xiangyi couldn't help complaining: "What kind of intellectual development are you doing now?"

Fu Yan kicked him again.

Fortunately, the boy didn't think about it this time, and replied directly: "No reason."

This was such a straightforward answer, Fu Yan had no choice but to turn to the next question: "Why do you want to drink my blood?"

The boy thought for two seconds this time, and replied: "It's hot, it's alive, only I want to eat it."

Fu Yan simply stringed together the sentences, understanding it as "Because it is a hot living person, and only I can perceive it, and I have the urge to eat it."He asked again: "Does it work?"

The boy thought for a while: "Comfortable."

Fu Yan asked: "Did it increase your strength? Did it make you feel stronger?"

The boy shook his head.

"So, the effect of the placebo is greater than the actual effect." Fu Yan asked again, "Then why do you want to strangle me all of a sudden?"

"I thought I was going to die." The boy tried hard to express, "She...she looked at me..."

——Crecia really provoked him?

Fu Yan asked again: "Then you killed me because you wanted to swallow my soul?"

The boy shook his head: "Don't let her, get you."

Fu Yan: "..."

Fan Xiangyi squinted his eyes in displeasure: "I suggest you end this conversation as soon as possible."

Fu Yan had no choice but to pat Fan Xiangyi to calm him down: "The last two questions."

Fu Yan turned to the boy: "Your food is other ghosts, fierce ghosts, or even monsters, isn't it? In fact, you don't eat living people, and other human flesh and blood have no effect on you?"

The boy replied slowly: "If you kill..."

"Stop, don't kill others." Fu Yan said, "If you want to stay, instead of being torn apart or returning to Cresia, without the consent of His Majesty, it is forbidden to do anything to any human beings. Do you agree?"

The boy nodded without hesitation.

Fu Yan said again: "Whatever I ask you to do, you do your best. Of course, I will not exploit child labor without limit, and I will give you a little free time. Are you willing?"

The boy continued to nod.

Fan Xiangyi couldn't help asking: "Why did you take him in? Don't you think that the most irrelevant person dangles in front of you? If you want to know his growth, won't he grow faster if you throw him in Huangquan?"

Fu Yan said, "Look at my house, isn't it quite big?"

Fan Xiangyi: "Then? You can't see an empty room, how many people do you have to fill in?"

Fu Yan: "Then, I find cleaning very annoying."

Fan Xiangyi: "..."

Fan Xiangyi: "...All right."