Sniff sniff...
Half awake and half dreaming, Si Ren's nose twitched and he smelled an aroma that was difficult to describe in words.
Before his eyes opened, his body was still in severe pain, and his mouth followed the guidance of his nose and bit into it fiercely.
"Gulu!"
It's hard to describe what kind of food I ate. There was no other thought in my mind except "delicious". Once the food entered my stomach, it immediately turned into a warm current and spread out, with strong vitality flowing into my limbs. Skeleton, constantly repairing the body that was riddled with holes by thunder.
Si Ren felt as if he had been given a dose of cardiotonic. His half-charred heart exploded in the audience. The powerful heartbeat penetrated directly into the chest, transporting blood to the muscles, and then...
eat!
At this moment, Si Ren was like the old man who ate chicken breast, egg white, broccoli, and soba noodles every day. Suddenly he had an indulgent meal of fried chicken, burger, cream cake, and he was all high.
What kind of garbage did I eat before!
"Eat slowly, it's enough!"
There was a dog barking in his ears, but Si Ren ignored it completely. After clearing the table of dinner in a hurry, Si Ren felt like a starving ghost reincarnated and wanted to lick all the dishes clean.
But the barking of the dog seemed to be real. A figure brought a new meal to the table. The dishes were not the same, and each dish had a new fragrance. Si Ren completely let go.
This was a more pleasurable enjoyment than devouring the bones of Tang San's own mother. Unparalleled vitality washed over the whole body, and the charred parts were sparsely expelled from the body. The limbs were like willow trees pulling out new buds, exuding strong energy and blood.
The injury healed quickly. After the six tables had eaten a large meal and digested it completely, they had already recovered.
This aspect seems to correspond to the Six Paths of Thunder.
But Si Ren did not stop, and continued to enjoy the feast in front of him, his stomach quickly bulging.
Si Ren paused for a moment, and used the two metacarpal bones on his left and right to exert their power, using the attached soul bones to swallow up the excess life force.
The age of the soul bone continues to increase. According to common sense, if the external soul bone wants to evolve, the soul master must make progress in his own cultivation.
However, there are exceptions to everything.
Just adding the vitality of vitality is enough to easily evolve the external soul bone to ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine years - it is not that simple to reach a hundred thousand years. After all, it requires the hard power of some soul masters.
After another ten tables, the two soul bones were pushed forward from about fifty thousand years to ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine years. The strength of the palms increased significantly, which made Si Ren feel a little uncomfortable.
The most intuitive manifestation is that when eating, the food is often crushed.
The two soul bones were saturated, and Si Ren's body seemed to have reached its upper limit. A large amount of indigestible food was accumulated in his stomach, and his meridians were full of vitality.
"Do you know what these are made of?"
The dog barked again in his ears, but Si Ren ignored it, slowed down, and continued eating.
"It's human flesh~"
Si Ren paused, reluctantly stopped eating, made room for his mouth, and yelled angrily: "You fart! Human flesh doesn't taste like this!"
After cursing, Si Ren felt refreshed and felt like he had digested quite a bit of food and could take two more bites.
"..." The person next to him seemed a little angry. With a touch of his hand, all the food changed drastically.
The French fries turned into fluffy maggots, covered with disgusting fine hairs, writhing in the unexplained pale yellow, semi-solidified soup.
The cream turned into a green viscous liquid, and bubbles kept popping up. Every time they exploded, the green liquid splashed.
The candies all turned into fish eyes and reflected a strange light, staring directly at Si Ren.
All the delicacies revealed their true colors. Si Ren was so high after eating just now, and now he felt so disgusting.
Swallowing with difficulty, Si Ren squeezed his hands, and the Death Spider Emperor's martial spirit possessed him. The matter was annihilated, killing the "delicious foods" one after another, and continued to devour their vitality with the characteristics of the martial spirit.
"..."
The figure next to him, who had never been looked at by Si Ren, was furious at this moment. He reached out and patted Si Ren's body, sealed his martial soul, and shouted: "Give it to me." !”
Si Ren dug his ears, took out a sickle and disemboweled himself. Blood and internal organs flowed out, and the vitality in his body suddenly bottomed out.
Then I could continue to eat it, which made me feel a little nauseous, but it was still good food after all.
"roll!"
With another loud roar, Si Ren flew up and was once again disliked.
Wagging his middle finger behind him, Si Ren glanced at Ye Lingling and Ning Rongrong not far away.
At this moment, Ye Lingling was healing Ning Rongrong's injuries. Ning Rongrong's face was pale, whiter than Si Ren had been dead for three days. The white halo combined with the special effects of Ye Lingling's soul skills made her look even more underworld.
"His Royal Highness the Holy Son!" Ning Rongrong saw Si Ren and immediately shouted in a pretentious manner, causing Si Ren to frown.
"What's going on?" Si Ren stepped forward and asked Ye Lingling, ignoring Ning Rongrong.
"Miss Ning has a sprained foot," Ye Lingling said.
"?" Si Ren's facial features wrinkled together and he looked at Ning Rongrong with confusion on his face: "Are you a waste? As a soul master, you can actually sprain your feet?"
Ning Rongrong was scolded by Si Ren, but her face turned red strangely, and she whispered: "During the test, I saw the bravery of His Highness the Holy Son. My legs and feet were a little weak and I couldn't use my strength. Only then did I My feet are sprained~"
"Then let me amputate your leg!" Si Ren said to Ning Rongrong with his nostrils.
"..." Ning Rongrong was silent for a moment, but still threw herself at Si Ren's feet. She knelt on the ground majestically, hugged Si Ren's thigh, raised her head slightly, her face was full of weakness, matching her pale face. There is actually a trace of morbid beauty:
"His Royal Highness the Holy Son, I know that you gave dad the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. Unfortunately, I was not able to inherit this talent."
"I was originally the child with the most talent in the Qibao Glazed Sect, but my younger brothers and sisters put a lot of pressure on me. If nothing else happens, I won't be able to compete for the position of sect leader in the future, and my biggest role is just for marriage."
"I really want to follow you and gain your support, so that I can realize the evolution of my martial soul and become the person with the best talent in the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect again."
"I don't need a title. You can come and go as soon as you call me. Even if I inherit the position of the leader of the Qibao Glazed Sect in the future, I will become the leader of the Shangsan Sect and the most noble person in Douluo Continent. One of us is willing to crawl at your feet."
"I will always be your most loyal slave..."
Ning Rongrong farted a lot, and before Si Ren could react, she was so mad that Ye Linling, who was on the other side, suddenly came up to her. She also knelt on the ground, hugged Si Ren's other thigh, and raised her little face, biting his lip and said:
"Your Highness the Holy Son, Qian Renxue has asked me to keep an eye on you from outside, especially not to be seduced by Ning Rongrong, a helpless young lady who can only rely on you."
"Qian Renxue also said that she could understand that you couldn't control your desires, and allowed me...allowed me to vent your desires."
"As long as you don't attack Ning Rongrong, you can do anything to me!"
Si Ren fell into deep thought, and then suddenly realized that he penetrated the two women with two eternal wounds, and kicked them away with two feet. Two streams of hot air spurted out from his nostrils, and every pore on his body exuded an arrogant atmosphere:
"Why don't you two take a pee and look at yourselves? Are you worthy of coveting the body of this Holy Son?"
(End of chapter)
