Chapter 463 Good Lamb
"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. Let go of your * * * thinking to Wei Xun, and Wei Xun immediately understands his thoughts.
‘This is the food prepared by the hotel for the Speaker’ is an underlying rule of the hotel. It is the food of the Speaker, not other people’s food.
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 30th 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.
He was like a beautiful butterfly in a hotel filled with cobwebs of rules.
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 adapting to the high temperature, he secreted more mucus and became more active. The tips of his 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-like internal organ. The hot tentacles are not like tentacles, but more like some dripping, hot and bulging tentacles. 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, which made people wonder where the drop of water fell from. No one in the dim church could see that Wei Xun's shirt was rising and falling abnormally, as if there was a living thing crawling and entangled in his clothes.
Until a tearing sound of cloth was heard, the cloth covering Wei Xun's back was torn from the right shoulder to the left waist, as if the illusion of calm was broken and Pandora's box was opened. Looking inside the torn clothes, countless purple-red tentacles could be seen tightly wrapped around Wei Xun's body, and his pale skin could hardly be seen. The tentacles secreted a large amount of mucus that soaked the cloth, and more mucus could not be absorbed by the cloth and fell down.
There were water marks all around the feet of Wei Xun and An Xuefeng. His trembling body was wrapped under the tentacles. He seemed to be standing normally, but in fact, his legs were weak and his whole body weight was leaning on An Xuefeng's arms. Enjoying this unexpected surprise sneak attack, he liked this kind of controlled, overly intimate, as long as Wei Xun had a little unhappy thought, An Xuefeng would stop directly, the spiritual connection has this benefit.
But Wei Xun did not refuse, and An Xuefeng was also willing to release the darker erosion and possessiveness in the deepest part of his heart. He and * * * are one.
"Hot..."
The trembling breath that overflowed from the throat was blocked back. Wei Xun bit the tip of the tentacle in his mouth tightly as if to vent his anger, and his tongue pushed and resisted. The small suction cup sucked on the tip of his tongue, as well as the root of the tongue, the upper palate and the teeth, bringing an excessive sense of secret intimacy, making Wei Xun's beautiful blue-purple eyes covered with a layer of mist, blurring his vision.
But this is not a place for serious trouble, especially since there were strange sheep calls of "hehe" and "hehe" coming from behind An Xuefeng from time to time. Yu Hehui and Tong Hege were still waiting outside worriedly, so they finished soon. However, even though the tentacles cleaned up all the liquids and changed Wei Xun into clean clothes, Wei Xun still felt slippery.
* * *Someone gave him a clean hot towel to wipe his face. After wiping his face, Wei Xun found that * * * had killed the hehe sheep. After it was dismembered, it looked even less like a sheep. It had no normal internal organs and no bones. The meat on its back was light blue, and the meat on other parts was milky white.
And the meat was very soft, trembling like egg custard, as if it would break if touched. * * *The meat was wrapped in sheepskin.
"It must be wrapped in sheepskin."
Demonstrating to Wei Xun, He cut a piece of light blue meat the size of a fingernail, picked out the sheepskin, and saw that the piece of meat trembled slightly in the air, and the volume shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, and gradually turned into sandy yellow.
"Corn wolf shoots."
Wei Xun immediately summoned corn wolf shoots, and * * * threw the little black meat, which was only the size of a mung bean, into the mouth of the little white wolf. The little white wolf instantly became energetic, and its big white tail shook like a flower. It happily howled at Wei Xun and * * *, and hiccuped while howling. The previous weak and weak state completely disappeared.
"The power of the Pharaoh's Pyramid invaded the meat?"
Wei Xun reached in and felt it. The little white wolf was completely full. Its addiction originally needed the power of the 30th degree north latitude to suppress it. It had stayed in the battlefield for too long and could not accept other energy. The pollution of the battlefield would have a negative impact on it.
This piece of battlefield energy mutton, which was not polluted and invaded by the power of the 30th degree north latitude, was definitely a great tonic for it. Just a small piece of meat, the little white wolf is still drooling, and the greedy corn shoot is about to cry. It sways its body and pouts, and keeps calling out "Father! Father! Daddy! Daddy!".
After Wei Xun gestured, he used the blood-sucking knife to cut a small piece of meat. This piece of meat also shrank rapidly, but turned into the blue-purple color of butterfly fragments, proving his point of view. Wei Xun fed it to the corn shoot. The wolf rolled happily on the spot, and the rainbow-colored spots on its body became more and more condensed. Suddenly, the whole corn shoot stretched out, and then lazily stopped moving - it was actually preparing to shed its skin!
Looking at the mutton again, Wei Xun's eyes were not right. It contains such a huge amount of energy, and it can also be invaded by the power of the 30th degree north latitude and the power of the abyss, turning into pure energy that is biased towards their attributes.
This mutton is too useful!
After * * * confirmed that there were nearly a hundred sheep that were about to mature (they all seemed to be about to mature), Wei Xun generously picked a few pieces of mutton to feed Wangcai - he was the great dog who tricked the sheep to come here!
After feeding, he sent Wangcai to the sheepfold to assist * * * 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 roasted a piece of white mutton as big as a fist. The light blue meat tends to battlefield energy, which is a great tonic for those who have the abyss, the 30th degree north latitude and the battlefield power, while the pure power contained in the white mutton is slightly lower, but it can be used by people like Yu Hehui and Tong Hege to enhance their strength, and the meat will have the power that is biased towards the power used for cooking.
"Such a rich energy!"
The mutton roasted with fox fire exuded a rich meaty aroma, and the hair on the tip of the big fox's tail exploded. He gave the first piece of meat to Wei Xun, and then cut another piece and roasted it with fox fire. He swallowed it without caring whether it was cooked or not. Then his eyes lit up. When Wei Xun asked, Yu Hehui said without reservation:
"Six heads... five heads are enough, and my strength can be completely restored to the peak!"
"This meat is really delicious."
Tong Hege didn't have fire. 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. Then he was more excited than Yu Hehui.
"I'm almost there too! This meat is really good stuff, Wei Xun, eat it quickly, hey, you can roast it with your flames, it will definitely be good for the title!"
Wei Xun ate the mutton roasted by Yu Hehui, the meat melted in his mouth and the aroma was overflowing. Wei Xun felt numb all over and had the urge to transform - he felt that if he could eat a lamb roasted with pure heavenly fox flames, he might have the beast form of a white fox... or a special heavenly fox!
And Wei Xun only took a bite of the mutton rubbed by Tong Hege with Tai Sui juice, and all the traces left by * * * on his body disappeared, and his body felt much more comfortable.
Such good mutton, five or six sheep can restore Yu Hehui and Tong Hege to their peak strength, and it is also very useful for * * * and An Xuefeng. At that time, on the pasture of the Undead Bunker, each wooden stake corresponded to a sheep, and there were thousands of them! If all these sheep were used to train the Speaker... How terrifying would the Speaker's strength be?
Definitely more terrifying than the strength of the person in charge.
The speaker trained in this way is probably a terrifying war machine.
Wei Xun thought.
Maybe the hotel wants to completely control the battlefield this year and incorporate the battlefield into its territory, just like the abyss. So many sheep were lost, no wonder the parliament blocked it and Deep Blue lost control.
"Alas."
Wei Xun sighed suddenly.
"What's wrong?"
Yu Hehui asked curiously while grilling meat for Wei Xun.
"What a pity."
Wei Xun felt more and more heartbroken when he thought about the fact that he only brought out one-third of the sheep, that is, only more than a thousand, and the remaining two-thirds were sent to the battlefield with the Undead Bunker.
"Call the Half-Life Taoist."
The author has something to say: There will be extra chapters tomorrow, boo boo!
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Wei Xun [Heartbroken]: Why did I only kidnap more than a thousand sheep!
Hotel:?
Speaker:?
Is this polite!
[* * *'s cold joke]
* * *: I have already killed this sheep, roast it and eat it.
Someone:?
* * *: Oh, it's Xixiyang
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