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136 Family dinner?(1/2)

 After the branches of the tung tree were pulled away, Du Yu realized that he had been dragged back to the living room and next to the flower pot.

He lay softly on the floor, looking like he was crying without tears.

The fire tung tree was still not satisfied, and the only small branch that left poked his waist again.

Poke ~

Du Yu suddenly shuddered, then sat up and looked at the Huotun Tree with resentment: "It's over, I'm not clean anymore."

It is always possible to pretend to be innocent by a fire tung tree.

Since the last branch was pulled back, it remained motionless and pretended to be a normal plant.

Du Yu simply started cross-legged, with his habitual elbows leaning on his knees and his palms supporting his face: "You just do it, I will move away one day sooner or later."

With just this sentence, the fire tung tree pretending to be innocent moved again!

It quickly wrapped its branches around Du Yu's wrists, accompanied by the shaking of branches and the rustling of leaves, and the fire tung tree seemed to be shaking its head, not wanting Du Yu to leave.

"Huh?" Du Yu was stunned for a moment. The humanized expression of the Fire Tong Tree was completely beyond his expectations.

Another branch came, and as the dense leaves flipped layer by layer, a fire tung fruit appeared in front of Du Yu's face.

"emmm..." Du Yu was curled up by the branches, and the fire tung fruit was forcibly stuffed into his hand.

Feeling the fire tung tree's efforts to keep it, Du Yu couldn't help but lower his head and smile.

In the world of demon control, all living things have spirituality. Even if it is a tree, it still has feelings.

Du Yu didn't want to admit it, but after moving out of here, he thought that he would miss the Fire Tung Tree.

Although it always teases and ravages itself, the days of special training are still vivid in my mind. Whenever I go home, the branches of the tung tree are the first to come out.

Including when he was promoted just now, Huotong Shu no longer despised his body being dirty, but tried his best to help him break through the strength level.

"Oh..." Du Yu held the fire tung fruit in his hand and couldn't help but sigh.

“Sharp ~”

The fire tung tree shook again, as if shaking its head. The dark living room was once again surrounded by the pleasant sound of leaves.

"It's not a big deal to live in other people's houses." Du Yu touched the leaves of the fire tung tree with one hand and whispered.

"Don't be foolish~"

"Um?"

"This tree is a good tree. It likes us and always gives us fruit."

"Haha." Du Yu smiled, and even Xiao Fenyang, who was irreconcilable with the tree, said this, which shows how helpful the fire tung tree is to him.

Du Yu's heart moved and said softly: "It's better to move closer. I'd better live downstairs of Qingshi's house.

In this way, you can tease the branches through the window...uh, have you played with me?"

Qingshi’s house is built with one staircase and one household, so the closest place is naturally downstairs.

Of course it will be very expensive. But at this moment, Du Yu's vision has become much higher and he is even more energetic!

On the premise that the demon pets can all eat high-end pet rations, their "den" can certainly be better, after all, I am a master.

The house is cleaner and bigger, and you can also build a small garden for Xiaobai, a children's room for Xiaoyouying, etc....

"Swishy~" The leaves swayed gently.

Xiao Fenyang: "Do we have enough money to buy a house downstairs?"

"Just make money." Du Yu was confident. He was never worried about being penniless at a certain stage. The real problem was that he did not have a stable source of income.

The bottomless pit in the southern suburbs gave Du Yu a huge survival guarantee.

The reward for the demon-controllers on the battlefield is really great!

Also, because Du Yu is an out-of-print spirit controler and is surrounded by the shadow Gu Tower and needs a demon soul, Du Yu will definitely be hang out on the battlefield for a long time in the future.

In this way, you can kill the numbers in one fell swoop!

"Would the people downstairs be willing to sell it to us?" Xiao Fenyang's voice was also somewhat expectant, as if she wanted a small nest of her own too?

Indeed, during the days of Qingshi's family, Xiao Fenyang did not dare to show his demonic spirit.

She was only in the room, when it was late at night, she secretly floated out to see Du Yu who was sleeping.

When Du Yu heard Xiao Fenyang's words, his face was a little strange.

yes!

I was training at home for more than a month and jumped and the person downstairs never came to look for him?

Or is there no one downstairs?

Since the elevator is a card, Du Yu can't go to other floors, but whenever he goes home, he has never seen the lights on the 16th floor.

While thinking, Du Yu stood up and walked towards the guest room.

However, he forgot that there were still tree strips wrapped around his wrist, and his figure was immediately grabbed again.

Obviously, the Fire Tong Tree didn't want him to leave.

Du Yu said angrily: "I won't leave, I have no place to go now. I'll go wash the white white, you can prepare the fruit."

Swish ~

The fire tung tree immediately pulled out the branches, and even pieced together a leaf hand, pushed Du Yu, and signaled him to take a shower soon.

Du Yu: "..."

He walked towards the guest room with a discomfort, looked at the fruit in his hand, made up his mind and bit it down.

Wow~

It’s still a familiar sour taste, but it’s no longer my life!

Du Yu comforted himself, swallowed the fire tung fruit in his stomach in two mouthfuls.

"Du Yu is the best~"

Du Yu squeezed into buns with his face, and said with a grin: "Just be happy."

He opened the door and walked into the guest room, but stopped and retreated.

There was a note on the door of the guest room.

Du Yu took off the note, walked into the room, turned on the lights casually, and the elegant handwriting came into view:

"Avoid arrogance and impatience, and devote yourself to practicing."

There is also a signature below, which is a beautiful continuous word: Qing.

Such beautiful words reminded Du Yu of the slim figure of Qingshi.

"Yes." Du Yu responded in a low voice, folded the paper, put it into the desk drawer, and pressed it under the red square box.

However, now he is practicing at all times.

The prisoners in the Shadow Gu Tower trapped a bunch of unformed demon spirits. Since they were not formed, their prey naturally could not cause any storm.

After being refined at all times, Du Yu was always baptized by demonic breath.

It can even be said that at this moment, it doesn’t matter whether Du Yu can enter the demon spirit and practice in a foreign land.

Because the demonic revelation provided by the Shadow Gu Tower has always kept him in a state of exhaustion!

What he is thinking now is not how to absorb demonic breath, but how to digest a large amount of demonic breath in his body.

Du Yu believes that what he should do most at this stage is to hone his skills, and it is best to soak his clothes with sweat, and digest the gifts of Shadow Gu Tower during training/fighting.

"Don't be foolish~"

"Why, I still want to eat fruit?" Du Yu came to his senses, asked in his mind, and was ready to sacrifice himself.

Anyway, it's already like this, don't say anything, open the slew and turn it on!

Xiao Fenyang: "During this period, my body has recovered a lot."

Du Yu was delighted: "Oh?"

"Sister Ta helped me a lot."

Xiao Fenyang was also full of joy and his voice was charming: "I am a demon soul~ When Sister Ta can absorb the complete demon soul, my recovery speed will be faster!"

Without waiting for Du Yu to respond, Xiao Fenyang continued: "You must also advance to the Demon Control Master as soon as possible. My Fenyang Eye has even more powerful functions."

Du Yu focused on it: "Okay!"

Du Yu, who was in a very good mood, rushed into the bathroom and had a comfortable bubble bath.

After washing away all the dust, Du Yu threw all his clothes into the washing machine and let it gulp. He also wrapped the wet Xiaoyan in a big towel, returned to the bedroom, and tied his head to the soft big bed.

Picking up the phone charging beside him, Du Yu looked at the news.

During this period, Du Yu did not lose contact. Because his work and rest were very regular, he would occasionally chat with the members of the organization at night.

The small group of trio is called "Yan".
To be continued...
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