When the royal family travels, everyone must be equal and must not show off their wealth or violate the rules - the ninety-seventh generation of the Lord of the Underworld.
Dozens of dishes were brought to the table one after another. Ming Zhongyu picked up the chopsticks and was about to pick up the dishes, but his mouth widened and his eyes widened involuntarily.
Ming Luo had never had enough food in twelve years. He often had one meal but not another. On the way to escape, he was always hungry.
Now that he finally had a chance to eat, Ming Luo started eating without any scruples.
Ming Luo Feng Zhuan Yun was enjoying his meal, but Ming Zhong Yu just stared. Fortunately, he had been hypnotized by Moon Rabbit, otherwise he would have had to fight Ming Luo.
When Min Luo ate the last dish, he was finally full.
At this moment, Ming Luo felt warmth between his eyebrows, then his heart beat faster, and finally the blood all over his body boiled and his blood circulation accelerated.
Ming Luo touched his belly and was a little surprised. The belly that was bulging just now was now flat, as if all the food he had eaten in an instant was consumed.
There was excessive secretion of gastric juice, and Ming Luo suddenly covered his stomach. He was hungry again, and he was even hungrier than before he stopped eating!
Ming Luo raised his head and looked at Ming Zhongyu with a pair of blood-red eyes, his eyes reflecting the joy of devouring the other person.
Under Ming Luo's gaze, Ming Zhongyu felt his whole body tremble. It was a tremor coming from his soul, as if he had encountered his natural enemy.
Moon Rabbit woke up from the high temperature all over Ming Luo's body. In his dream just now, he felt that he was being cooked in a big pot by the unscrupulous chef. There were some snake-like animals in the same pot with him, and then he
Woke up with a start.
It happened that it saw a basket of washed carrots next to Ming Luo. Before it could get down from Ming Luo's arms, saliva dripped on its white fur.
Before it could attack Ming Luo, he saw this brat burying his head directly into the big basket, and his saliva dripped into the big basket.
Moon Rabbit couldn't care less about being angry at this moment, because it saw Ming Luo eating the big basket together.
"Is this bloodline awakening?!"
Moon Rabbit quickly spit out a piece of blood-red crystal stone from his mouth, which Hua Yanqing asked to give to Ming Luo at the right time.
Eating too much food can become addictive.
Ming Luo had lost consciousness at this moment and could only see food because he was so hungry.
Moon Rabbit had been brought to Ming Luo's mouth, and when he saw it was about to be swallowed, Moon Rabbit directly threw the blood-red crystal in his hand into Ming Luo's mouth.
The blood-red crystal melted in his mouth and turned into a mild blood-red liquid that flowed into his throat, entered his intestines, and finally penetrated into his stomach to neutralize excessive gastric acid.
But this was not enough. The gastric acid in Ming Luo's stomach was like a stormy wave, swallowing up the blood-red liquid directly.
Moon Rabbit also knows that he shouldn't hide anything, but blood-red crystals are so rare that he really doesn't want to waste them all on Ming Luo.
Looking at Ming Luo in front of him, Moon Rabbit suddenly remembered the words of that bastard chef from ten thousand years ago.
"When you learn to give instead of possessing instinctively, then you will no longer be food in my eyes."
Moon Rabbit suddenly showed a look of determination, opened his mouth and vomited. Countless blood-red crystals rushed out of Moon Rabbit's mouth and flew directly into Ming Luo's mouth.
The billowing red flow swept through Ming Luo's intestines and stomach, directly covering up the small amount of gastric juice.
Ming Luo's body trembled, his blood-colored eyes slowly became clear, and although his heartbeat slowed down, it became stronger and stronger.
The blood that was originally boiling gradually returned to warmth, and everything seemed to be back to its original state.
In Ming Zhongyu's eyes, Ming Luo seemed to be a different person. His originally messy hair now turned into long blood-red hair, his original black eyes also turned into blood-red, and his wheat-colored skin also became
She is as white as snow, and her skin is as white as gelatin, as if it could be broken by a blow.
Ming Luo was a little confused. He couldn't remember what happened just now, but he only knew that he must have done a lot of things to seek death.
He suddenly felt that he was holding something in his hand, and quickly raised his hand to look, only to see that he was holding the Moon Rabbit's ears.
Ming Luo saw saliva in many places on Moon Rabbit's body, not to mention how dirty it was.
Ming Luo subconsciously wanted to throw Moon Rabbit away, but Moon Rabbit's ears wrapped around Ming Luo's hand, and only a cold sound was heard reaching Ming Luo's ears.
"Are you going to use a knife, a sword, or my hands?"
Ming Luo was frightened when he heard the first two. What kind of knives and swords were there? They were too scary.
Ming Luo said without hesitation: "I choose your hand."
Moon Rabbit suddenly laughed, and the laughter chilled Ming Luo's bones.
My body, which was still a little hot, immediately turned cold.
The Moon Rabbit stretched out its paw and scratched Ming Luo's neck, scaring Ming Luo's mind to a blank. Although the Moon Rabbit saved him, it didn't mean that it wouldn't kill him.
Therefore, Ming Luo was particularly nervous, fearing that if the other party was not careful, his head would fly off.
Then Moon Rabbit's paws moved downwards, all the way to the waist. Ming Luo suddenly became nervous, even more nervous than when he was facing his neck. This time, he even broke out in cold sweat.
Ming Luo begged for mercy: "Sister Tu, I never dare to do it again, there will never be a next time."
Moon Rabbit finally made a scratch on the palm of Ming Luo's hand. With this claw, Ming Luo's easily broken skin split open, but before Moon Rabbit could see clearly what was going on inside, Ming Luo's wound healed.
No scars were left at all.
The Moon Rabbit was very unwilling and made another cut on Ming Luo's palm. This time the wound was deeper than the last time.
Fortunately, Moon Rabbit saw the blood condition clearly this time, otherwise Ming Luo would still have suffered.
Moon Rabbit glanced at Ming Luo suspiciously, but then shook his head: "Strange, blood red + purple gray = orange gold?"
"Why is there such a strange blood color?"
After a while, Ming Luo's body fully recovered, his hair turned back to black, and his eyes turned black again, but his skin could not change back.
Moon Rabbit suddenly felt sticky all over, and immediately roared: "I want to take a bath, and he needs to change clothes."
Two hours later.
After Ming Luo took a bath and changed into white clothes, it was time for him to ask the Moon Rabbit why he came here.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but he seemed a little strange to his mother, even a stranger.
Ming Luo walked into Moon Rabbit's room, and then he was knocked out by a table and chair. He had knocked on the door, and the other party clearly agreed. Did he hear wrongly?
Moon Rabbit came over, let Ming Luo hold it, and then directed Ming Zhongyu to go towards his home.
There are still waves of ambitious young people on the street, heading towards the martial arts contest to find a bride. Having a chance is better than nothing, just in case they succeed.
When traveling against the current, in addition to withstanding the resistance of the water, you also need to withstand the erosion of the current.
The same is true for cultivation. (To be continued)