The Hundred Beast Garden was tragically ransacked by enemies, leaving only two young immortal attendants at the gate and a few monster cubs. Zhao Xixiang, a world-class chef, was summoned as a dest...
Human stomachs are structured differently from birds', making it harder for humans to vomit.
They don't even pick at the bean sprouts with their hands.
She squatted on the ground, pounding her stomach with a troubled expression, trying to vomit up the spirit pearl, and even tried to do a handstand.
But she was no longer a little bird; not only could she not fly, but her little arms couldn't support her body either. She lay sprawled on the ground, utterly miserable.
Hoshino glanced at her disdainfully, watching her make a scene quietly, a sharp glint of desire flashing in his dark, bright eyes.
Innocent and pure.
Childish and cute.
If she doesn't want it, won't he force her?
He used to be nice to Rongrong, but he won't be anymore.
At least between bean sprouts and himself, he would consider himself first!
"Wow! Why did you suddenly hug me?!"
He picked up the bean sprouts horizontally.
Bean Sprout gasped, shrinking into his arms, terrified and helpless. "W-what are you going to do? Are you trying to throw me away because I'm too noisy?"
She flinched in his arms, almost falling off, her arms tightly wrapped around his neck, her warm breath unconsciously brushing against his cheek.
It's like trying to put out a fire with a small fan; the fire just gets scorching hotter.
Hoshino's Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and his breathing became erratic.
A teleportation.
They appeared in the bedroom.
The light gauze bed curtains fluttered in the breeze he brought.
On the soft bed, the fabric was supple, every thread carefully selected and spotless. The silk embroidery was exquisite, the patterns lifelike, a blend of gold and black in a gradient transition, like the primordial chaos of the universe.
This wasn't because the embroiderers were lazy; rather, any pattern could represent another deity. Those who designed the patterns had all angered the Demon Lord.
Only this kind of chaos is what he wants.
Bean Sprout was put down by Hoshino, and she bounced on the soft, fluffy silk quilt, sinking into it because of her weight.
"Hmm..."
She sobbed, looking at him in fear, unsure of what would happen next.
The same expression as Rongrong.
Was she ever afraid of him like that?
Hoshino sat down on the edge of the bed, suddenly finding a little patience.
The fingers slowly untied.
But after a long time, they still couldn't figure out how to unravel the complex robes worn by mortals.
I've lost my patience.
"Sizzle—"
With a little force, he tore the fabric apart like paper.
Bean Sprout was so frightened that she lay blankly on the bed, her red lips slightly parted and her gaze unfocused.
Hoshino found it amusing, so he leaned down and gently stroked her face with the back of his hand.
It took Bean Sprout a while to recover. She stretched out her fists and threatened, "If you tear my clothes, I'll eat another palace maid! I'll eat all of you!"
His voice was languid: "Okay."
"But they don't taste good... um..."
Hoshino hugged her.
The bean sprout was in so much pain that it couldn't speak.
Not long after.
Hoshino's lower body was now empty.
The woman disappeared, and a colorful little bird revealed its true form.
A muffled sound came from below.
"Ugh... I'm going to be flattened by you..."
"………………"
Later, the Demon Lord flew into a rage.
The disciples had never seen him so angry. In order to appease his anger, they had to gather more essence and feed it to the little bird so that she could remain in her transformed state.
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"They can't help us; they're just a burden."
"Why?" Zhao Xi asked casually as she was about to put the crabs into the steamer, "Are you worried that Hoshino and the others will eat them?"
Lin Che: "Not only that."
Cultivators can be captured by the Star Gate and become its henchmen and servants; even their essence becomes food for the demon race.
As long as cultivators appear around the Star Gate, the Demon Race will become even stronger.
Although protecting one more cultivator means one less bite for the demons, there are countless cultivators in the lower immortal realm.
What troubled Lin Che even more was that he didn't know if Xingye had completely turned to the dark side.
He raised the little dragon cub himself, and now that it has grown up and awakened into the Bedrock God, it still retains the temperament and personality of its childhood.
After Zhao Xixiang's persuasion, his plan to eliminate life in the lower immortal realm might not be fully implemented. Perhaps with a little more effort, he could turn over a new leaf?
However, if you continue to openly oppose him, given his stubborn nature, he will inevitably turn into a great villain.
Linche is water; water is powerful, yet also gentle.
Faced with such a powerful evil, he always preferred to use the method of water dripping on stone, nourishing things silently, just like the Tai Sui, quietly devouring everything.
In contrast, Zhao Xi wouldn't think that far ahead and complicated. "I don't care about anything else, the Hundred Beasts Park is short-staffed right now."
She held the pot lid, took the fire spirit talisman from Lin Che, stuck it on the pot, and touched it with her hand.
The popularity of talismans has surged.
She gestured with her chin towards the direction of the Five Spirits Hall. "A defensive array alone isn't enough. I plan to dig a tunnel connecting that area to the Hundred Beasts Garden underground and build a fortress. Have you observed Xiao Jia's scales? They can resist magic and withstand crushing blows; they're incredibly sturdy. If we imitate that and build a fortress, at least some cultivators can hide inside and maintain a normal life."
After a moment's thought, Lin Che nodded approvingly: "There's nothing wrong with it."
A moment later.
The crabs are cooked.
Zhao Xi was peeling a crab.
Lin Che sat next to her, resting his chin on his hand and watching her eat.
She burned her finger on the scalding hot crab shell, blew on it a few times, and held it to Lin Che's mouth, asking him to blow on it for her.
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