(BL)(MTL)The strongest face-stepping gold finger [quick wear]

Chapter 187

Chapter 187 The God of Cultivation Loves Me Again

    I always feel that the word "hehe" has a profound meaning. Xiaocao was stunned and looked at Mo Shi. In the world of self-cultivation, being caught would not be so miserable, but in the Sealed Continent, being caught would be death.

    "What do you eat on weekdays?" Mo Shi glanced at the thin young man and narrowed his eyes. Compared to the demons who sealed the continent, the Cultivation Continent was really in paradise.

    Bowing his head, Xiaocao said, "Fish." Although these fish are inedible, they are highly poisonous. Legend has it that it is also a monster that is not easy to provoke, but he ate it. When he was about to starve to death, he ate fish. The result was that he did not die. Even after eating, his body gained some strength. Even if he drinks poison to quench his thirst, he wants to live longer.

    Don't want to die.

    So over the years, this has been his secret place, and he originally came this time to pick some fish to fill his stomach. But inexplicably smelled a fragrance that I hadn't smelled since I was born. He even forgot to escape, but followed the aroma and approached, and he couldn't help salivating when he was caught.

    I don't know how delicious it is, will he die happily after eating one meal? After thinking about it, the boy immediately shook his head, no. He will become more and more greedy, want to eat the next meal, live, eat more.

    Having a trace of sympathy for this child who was full of wildness and perseverance in his eyes, Mo Thirty said, "Have you ever eaten anything of the same kind?"

    "No." Xiaocao knew that his insistence was ridiculous. He clenched his fists and waited for the ridicule, but for a long time, it was calm. He raised his head suspiciously: "Aren't you smiling?" Xiaobai,

    who was packing his things, blinked blankly: "What are you laughing at?"

    Inexplicably, Xiaocao lowered his head, and a little expectation grew in his heart. For the first time, someone didn't mock his idea. It felt good, he... loved it. The fragrant food smells all over his nose. He doesn't know what kind of food these are, but he has a hunch that this is not the meat of the demon race.

    "I..." Xiaocao covered Gululu's stomach and lowered her head. Hold your hands tightly, it's okay to be hungry for a day or two.

    The next moment, he felt a strong fragrance being sent to his nose, and his lowered eyes saw only a pair of black shoes. These shoes were really beautiful. He had never seen such exquisite shoes.

    Mo Thirty glanced at the remaining dried meat: "Eat it." His

    eyes met a small piece of roasted meat that was charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and Xiaocao suddenly swallowed and salivated. When he heard the words like Sanskrit, he raised his head abruptly and looked at the chin exposed under the cloak: "Here, for me??"

    Noticing how hot Tan Zhuoxi's gaze was, Mo Yu frowned: "Quickly. Click."

    "Thank you, thank you!" Feeling so moved, Xiaocao immediately followed and took a fierce bite. The delicious taste that had never been seen entered his mouth, and he almost cried. what is this! too delicious. Chewing carefully, he ate very slowly, even though his stomach was rumbling, he still tasted it slowly, feeling like he was enjoying the most luxurious lunch in the world.

    Tan Zhuoxi is really sour. He stepped forward and hugged the person away, "Don't pay attention to people who are irrelevant."

    "Tweet." Mo Shishun gave a kiss: "We are here to kill the palace lord of the Sealed Continent. If we kill him, the Sealed Continent must be sealed. It will fall into chaos. You said that if a demon who does not eat the same kind, and even enjoys the ultimate delicacy, is allowed to rule this place, what will this continent become? Will it still be okay to pick the scourge of the Cultivation Continent?"