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"Can I eat it?"

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

"Yes I do."

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 didn't feel that An Xuefeng had any other disapproval emotions other than a little surprise, so he thought 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. Only the Speaker is qualified to eat it."

Wei Xun felt that * * * this sentence was a bit strange. He shouldn't care about people with qualifications. Wei Xun sensed his thoughts - although the deep connection allows them to sense each other's thoughts, everyone thinks 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 be easier. It makes people insane, so usually they are just like normal people if they don't consciously perceive it.

Perhaps because he is now in An Xuefeng's body, probing his thoughts is not the same as probing ***, which overloads Wei Xun with mental pollution and information impact. He let go of his * * * thinking to Wei Xun, and Wei Xun understood his thoughts at once.

‘This is food prepared by the hotel for the Speaker’ is an underlying rule of the hotel. It is food for the Speaker, not anyone else’s.

It is impossible for normal people in the hotel to want to eat it after knowing it. Just like no normal person would really, seriously want to eat the sun. * * * All I want to do is use it to plot against the Speaker and the hotel.

But Wei Xun is different.

‘Do you really want to eat it? ’

'If it can be eaten. ’

‘Of course it can… This is battlefield energy that is non-biased, non-corrosive, and non-contagious. ’

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

The pollution of the battlefield, the pollution of the Thirty Degrees North Latitude, and the pollution of the abyss 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, as it doesn't feel like pollution at all, and the butterfly shard cannot 'perceive' it.

'It will also help you'

Wei Xun smiled, 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. Even though he knew that he was the owner of the hotel, he openly asked him if he wanted to taste the forbidden fruit.

In a hotel filled with cobwebs of rules, he was like a beautiful butterfly.

The seemingly fragile wings flutter cunningly among the spider webs, as if they are wandering on the tip of a knife.

How beautiful.

How charming.

I want to hold him tightly and imprison him, crush his wings, put on shackles, sink to the bottom of the sea... let him be his butterfly in the depths of the sea.

* * * Seeing Wei Xun's eyes flicker, and all his thoughts were not hidden from Wei Xun, Wei Xun smiled. He pulled * * *'s collar to make him lower his head, and chuckled and whispered in his ear.

"What a pervert, Captain An."

"ha."

I don't know which laugh point he hit, he suddenly laughed, the tentacles wrapped around Wei Xun tightened happily, the powerful tentacle tips and the suction cups on the tentacles tore Wei Xun's shirt into tatters, along the cracks in the clothes She reached in and caressed his back and waist wantonly. After Wei Xun dodged and complained that it was cold, * * * even warmed up the tentacles.

"Ah."

"hiss!"

Wei Xun took a breath of air and narrowed his eyes slightly. His body was more sensitive to warmth than to coldness. An Xuefeng's hands were usually too warm for him. These slippery and soft tentacles were even warmer. The tentacles seemed Not adapted to the high temperature, it secreted more mucus and became more active. The tips of its tentacles were entangled and rolled around Wei Xun's body.

This feeling is not too comfortable, nor is it annoying. Wei Xun feels like he is wrapped in a velvet texture of internal organs. The hot tentacles are not like tentacles, but more like something dripping with water, burning and bulging. If anyone peeked behind him at this moment, he would be able to see Wei Xun's back being held tightly in An Xuefeng's arms.

An Xuefeng hugged Wei Xun tightly, resting his chin on the top of his head, and folded his strong arms behind Wei Xun's back to hug him. An Xuefeng smiled with his eyes closed, seeming to enjoy the quiet time embracing his lover. It looked like a very comfortable and beautiful scene. No one saw that just under his arm, under Wei Xun's clothes, there were more tentacles. While hugging him, no one could notice Wei Xun's slightly trembling and tense back.

"Crack."

A drop of mucus dripped down, leaving a circular wet mark at Wei Xun's feet. It was not raining outside, and there were only An Xuefeng, Wei Xun and a sheep in the church. People couldn't help but wonder what this drop of water was. Where did it fall from? In the dim church, no one could see Wei Xun's shirt rising and falling abnormally, as if there was a living thing squirming and entangled in his clothes.

Until there was a sound of tearing fabric, the material covering Wei Xun's back was torn crookedly from his right shoulder to his left waist. It was like breaking the illusion of calm and opening Pandora's box. From the ripped clothes to the Looking inside, you can see countless purple-red tentacles tightly wrapped around Wei Xun's body, and his pale skin can hardly be seen. The tentacles secrete a large amount of mucus and soak the clothes to the ground. More mucus cannot be absorbed by the cloth. Dragging the thread down.

There were traces of water around the feet of Wei Xun and An Xuefeng, and his trembling body was wrapped under the tentacles. He seemed to be still standing normally, but in fact his legs were weak, but his whole body weight was leaning on An Xuefeng's arms. . Enjoying this unexpected sneak attack, he likes this kind of controlled, excessive intimacy. As long as Wei Xun has the slightest unpleasant thought, An Xuefeng will stop directly. The spiritual connection has this benefit.

But Wei Xun did not refuse, and An Xuefeng was willing to release the darker and corrosive possessiveness in his heart. He and *** themselves were one.

"hot……"

The trembling breath that overflowed from his throat was choked back. Wei Xun bit the tip of the tentacle in his mouth tightly as if to vent his anger. His tongue pushed back, and the small suction cup sucked on the tip of his tongue, as well as the base of his tongue, palate and teeth. It brought an excessive sense of secret intimacy, making Wei Xun's beautiful blue-purple eyes covered with a layer of mist, making his vision blurry.

But this is not a place for serious troubles, especially when the strange sheep sounds of "heehee" and "heehee" can be heard from behind An Xuefeng from time to time. Yu Hehui and Tong Hege were still waiting outside worriedly, so it didn't take long for them to It was over quickly, but even though the tentacles cleaned up all the liquid and put Wei Xun into clean clothes, Wei Xun still felt slippery.

* * * I don’t know where I gave him a clean hot towel to wipe his face. After Wei Xun wiped his face, he found that * * * he had already killed the hee sheep, and it looked even worse after it was dismembered. It looks like a sheep, with no normal internal organs or bones. The meat on the back is light blue, and the meat on other parts is milky white.

And the meat is very soft, quivering like egg custard, as if it will break if touched. * * *The meat is wrapped in sheepskin.

"It must be wrapped in sheepskin."

Demonstrating to Wei Xun, he cut a piece of light blue meat about the size of a fingernail, picked out the sheepskin, and saw that the piece of meat was trembling slightly in the air, shrinking in volume at a speed visible to the naked eye, and gradually turning into Sandy yellow.

"Corn wolf shoots."

Wei Xun immediately summoned the corn wolf bamboo shoots and threw the little black meat, which was only the size of a mung bean, into the little white wolf's mouth. The little white wolf suddenly became energetic, its big white tail wagging like a flower, and it whined happily at Wei Xun and * * *, burping and hiccuping at the same time. The weak and weak state before was completely gone. disappear.

"The power of the Pharaoh's pyramid invaded the meat?"

Wei Xun put his hand in and felt it. The little white wolf was completely full. Its addiction originally required the power of 30 degrees north latitude to suppress it, but it had stayed on the battlefield for too long and could not accept other energy. The pollution of the battlefield would negatively impact it.

This piece of battlefield energy mutton, which is not polluted and has been invaded by the forces of the 30th North Latitude, is definitely a great supplement to it. It was just such a small piece of meat, and the little white wolf was still drooling. He was so greedy for the corn shoots that he almost cried. He swayed his body with a shy face, and kept saying, "Father!" father! father! father! ’ the call of expectation.

Wei Xun signaled * * * and then he cut a small piece of meat with a vampire knife. The piece of meat also shrank rapidly, but turned into the blue-purple color of butterfly fragments, which verified his point. Wei Xun fed it to the corn The wolf shoot rolled happily on the spot, and the rainbow-colored spots on its body became more and more solid. Suddenly, the whole worm of the corn wolf shoot stretched out, and then lazily stopped moving - it was actually ready to shed its skin!

Looking at the mutton again, Wei Xun's eyes looked wrong. It contains such a huge amount of energy, and can also be invaded by the power of the 30th North Latitude and the power of the abyss, turning it into pure energy biased towards their attributes.

This lamb is so good too!

After * * * confirming 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 into coming. Great work dog!

After feeding, Wei Xun 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 the mutton."

Wei Xun asked Yu Hehui to summon a ball of fox fire and roast a piece of white lamb as big as his fist. The light blue meat is biased towards battlefield energy, which is a great tonic for people with the abyss, 30 degrees north latitude, and battlefield power. The pure power of the white mutton meat is slightly lower, but it is for people like Yu Hehui and Tong Hege. Both can be used to increase strength, and whichever strength is used to cook the meat will have the strength in that direction.

"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 Wei Xun a piece 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 he had the urge to transform. He felt that if he could eat a lamb roasted by pure 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 kneaded with Tai Sui juice, and all the traces left by sex on his body disappeared, and his 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 sheep, and there were thousands of them! 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 on lockdown 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 pity."

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 with the undead bunker, the more Wei Xun thought about it, the more he felt Heartache.

"Call Taoist Half Life 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?

[* * * Cold joke]

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

Laughing at someone:?

* * *: Oh, it’s Hee Hee Sheep

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