Buzz
When Jing Xia was tricked by an unscrupulous guardian into trying to drink a sip of high-level nutrient solution, he felt as if his head was suddenly pierced by a white light from bottom to top, and his ears were filled with the whistling sound of his childhood friend Feng Zhuo's wings flapping.
Along with the energy being taken into the body is an indescribable taste.
The top notes are like that mountain snake grass water that a certain economics teacher used to rave about to all the kids, mixed with the juice of the Houttuynia cordata his mom had coaxed him into eating. The base notes are like licorice candy mixed with soy milk...
Jingxia: My head is buzzing.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you it's best to block your five senses before drinking."
Di Xiu acted as if he was two parts innocent, three parts surprised and four parts regretful. He took the opportunity to release Yi Rui who was being pinned down, and instead leaned on the table, tilting his head and blinking his deep blue eyes.
"Xiu...has anyone ever told you that your acting is bad?"
Jing Xia was filled with indignation. This bastard adult dragon's mouth was almost grinning to his ears!
He should have known long ago that when there was no danger, the adult dragons around him were the biggest danger! Especially those old-timers who had lived for who knows how long and emerged from the gap!
As soon as Yirui on the table escaped from Di Xiu's control, he stood up and blocked Jing Xia, glaring at Di Xiu, completely forgetting that he was no longer in his original tall adult form, but in the form of a cub.
The furry body was supported by two claws at the bottom, the middle pair of claws were placed on its round waist, and the top pair of claws were opened to try to block Jing Xia.
This time, Emperor Xiu couldn't help but smile. His eyes, like the sea, curved into crescents and he chuckled.
He raised his hand over Yirui who was standing on the table and rubbed Jingxia's head as if stroking his hair. He stretched out two fingers to pinch the boy's cheeks, causing the cheek flesh that felt very good to touch to puff up. He used his mental power with a hint of coolness to sweep across his mouth, removing the strange taste in the boy's mouth.
Yirui was so angry at Di Xiu's disregard that his eyes went dark. He also remembered that he was no match for this black dragon in his current situation. He turned around and buried his head in Jing Xia's abdomen. The curled tentacles on his head drooped down and stuck to the crystal bow wings behind him.
"That's enough, do you still want to drink?"
The smile in Di Xiu's voice deepened.
"drink"
Jing Xia put one hand around the cub's round waist and pinched a magic spell to block the sense of taste for both himself and Yirui.
I didn't expect that after leaving the gap and leaving my father Long who made dark food at home, I would still need to use this kind of spiritual skills. Fortunately, I specially found my two grandfathers to learn various techniques.
Jing Xia's two grandfathers are also Jing Ling's biological fathers. One is Yan Que, a powerful cultivator from an A-level world in the Eastern Cultivation Department, and the other is Jing Nue, a golden-eyed white dragon who shattered the void together with the former and almost destroyed the way of heaven in that world.
I don’t know which world my grandpa and the others went to or what mission they went on, but judging from their extraordinary and upright temperament, they must be the ones who save the people or the leaders of the righteous path!
[At this moment, the two men, whose grandson was talking about the faction in a certain small Eastern world that diligently raised a sect full of traitors, sneezed in unison and lowered their heads in thought.]
Jing Xia was lost in thought, and unconsciously sucked the nutrient solution in his hand under Yi Rui's horrified eyes.
Di Xiu picked up another bag and considerately helped Yirui pour the nutrient solution into his exclusive small bowl, mixed it thoroughly with the crystal powder, then stretched out his hand and pushed the small bowl in front of the insect cub.
"Here, it's your turn. Remember to drink it all."
Yirui shuddered with disgust at Di Xiu's tone, and glared at the tall dragon who was smiling brightly.
Repetitive words are disgusting.
After shaking his body to make the erect fur stick together, Yirui looked down at his small bowl, silent.
In the past, he could drink the nutrient solution developed by him and the scientific research institute of his own tribe without changing his expression. But now, after tasting the craftsmanship of Di Xiu and Jing Xia, he really feels that the taste of the Zerg nutrient solution needs to be adjusted. The tribe must be able to taste real delicacies!
Under Di Xiu's gaze, Yirui's eyes suddenly became firm and he resolutely buried his head in the bowl.
Emperor Xiu:?
Why does this guy act like he wants to join an organization just for a meal?
When the tip of his tongue rolled up a small mouthful of paste and it entered his mouth, he paused, then rolled up another mouthful to confirm it carefully, and Yirui looked up in confusion.
Why is there no taste?
Di Xiu narrowed his eyes and looked at the confused cub, then stretched out his index finger and tapped the cub's head, causing it to lower its head and look into the bowl as his force exerted force.
"Keep eating."
The temperature from Di Xiu's fingertips chilled Yirui's neck hairs to the point that they stood up like needles for a moment before softening again. He lowered his head to eat again. The smell of the green paste in the bowl overwhelmed the cub's body, causing it to whimper softly.
Very good, this is the taste of memory.
Perhaps the cub's body couldn't control its tear glands well. A layer of mist covered its golden-red vertical pupils. It sniffed and continued to swallow the food in the bowl in big gulps.
Whether it is the energy crystal in this bowl that is rich in energy comparable to a small mine in the Zerg galaxy, or the high-level nutrient solution with an extremely complex production process, they are all the food he needs now and can speed up his recovery.
Even though the dragon seemed to dislike him and even bullied him when he was losing his mind, it never lacked his daily food needs.
Yirui also silently calculated with his extraordinary memory that the price offered by Emperor Xiu to the Zerg was actually far lower than the priceless energy minerals he had eaten, not to mention the other fruits and crystals he had never seen before.
In the past, the Emperor Xiu was like a merciless winter wind on the battlefield, sweeping through the chaotic battlefield with a fierce gust of wind, invincible. But at other times, in the moment of life and death, he could save the soldiers who had once been sheltered by his dragon wings, and he could also protect every flower, grass, tree, even a person or an insect that he cared about...
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