I'm at the top of the interstellar food chain

Chapter 6
"It's not as good as it used to be when I'm a little thinner." Jiuye Fusang replied affirmatively, with an extraordinarily firm tone.

Feng Yiran's eyes narrowed dangerously, and he kicked with his long legs, kicking a certain big-tailed dragon off the bed, and fell his ass.

Feng Yiran gathered the collar of his sleeping shirt, straightened his clothes, and stepped gracefully on Jiuye Fusang's chest lying on the ground.

The extremely bright red dress softly slid across her skin, and her warm feet stepped on her chest gently.

Unexpectedly, Jiuye Fusang got up quickly with such treatment.

"Let's step on it a few more times, of course."

Facing the harassment from Jiuye Fusang, Feng Yiran smiled.

"Or I'll turn into a fire phoenix and step on you." Presumably, the fire phoenix wanted to trample the golden dragon to death, and when he was happy, he could go online quickly with reason.

The golden dragon inside Jiuye Fusang clamored to save face, so that it would not be trampled under the paws of the dead fire phoenix!

"Where's the mirage dragon?"

Jiuye Fusang looked up at the top of the cave but didn't look at Feng Yiran, Feng Yiran naturally guessed what this guy did with his appearance.

Only then will you feel guilty.

"If you can't find the mirage dragon, go back to your seabed." Feng Yiran grabbed Jiuye Fusang's ears angrily, and made Jiuye Fusang gasp with great strength.

"Hey, don't, but, I remember I left it here, why can't I find it."

Jiuye Fusang tilted his head to let Feng Yiran grab it easily, and at the same time recalled where he left Mirage Dragon.

The mirage dragon coiled at the bottom of the water source is satisfied to see the embarrassing appearance of Jiuye Fusang, one thing falls one thing, once you lose the old man, let Feng Boy teach you a lesson.

"Could it be at the bottom of the water? If you don't get out of the old thing by yourself, I'll set the dragon flame on fire, believe it or not."

"Anyway, Ranran and I are resistant to flames."

Jiuye Fusang started playing tricks within a few minutes after looking for it, why would he use that brain when he could solve it by force.

goo goo goo...

Take the mirage dragon under the water as soon as it is good, otherwise this lunatic will set fire later, and his old man will become a dry dragon.

The small short legs are so slender against the fat body, struggling to swim to the surface, the mirage dragon 'sees' Jiuye Fusang with his chest hugged and a smirk on his face.

"It really has a righteous face for nothing."

It's all about bullying the old dragon.

"Master Mirage, what are you talking about, speak up, let me listen too."

"Nine Nights Fusang, don't go too far, the doll is still in my spiritual fantasy."

Mirage Dragon's chubby and smooth fluorescent blue body trembled, and the illusion of Qi was covered with thunderclouds.

"You threatened me, huh? Old stuff."

Jiuye Fusang bent down, smiled extremely arrogantly, a few strands of blond hair fell to the ground, and stretched out his big hand to pick up the mirage dragon that had just come out of the water.

The short limbs of the mirage dragon pinched by fate's neck struggled in vain.

Still can't change being flattened and rounded by Jiuye Fusang.

"Of course~ Mirage Dragon is taking a bath, I let him out."

The mirage dragon that was rolled into a ball rolled its eyes, playing one trick in front of the other and changing the other behind the back.

Thousand Faces will change without you.

Jiuye Fusang didn't care about the mood of the fat blue dumpling in his hand, so he brought the mirage dragon in front of the two cubs, signaling to put him back.

"Why, you don't want to let people go?"

Holding the back of the mirage dragon and placing it on the heads of the two cubs, after a long time without seeing any movement from the mirage dragon, Jiuye Fusang shook and released two high-temperature golden dragon flames as if threatening.

"Old man, I just don't care about it. If you really want to win or lose, your brain will be muddled."

"Before your mental power breaks through my mental barrier, I will burn you to carbon."

"Hmph, madman."

Who's most fragile mind is attacked and thinks not of defense but of attack.

The mirage dragon chubby claw rubbed out two sleeping consciousness bodies, one purple and one gold, and then gently sent the consciousness body back to the spiritual sea deep in the brain with mental power.

"Although you are not very good, these two children are very good. One has inherited your talent, and the other is stronger than Kid Feng. Perhaps, Interstellar still has a future."

"The characteristic of spiritual power is awakened. In order to prevent the children's physique from not being able to keep up with the development of spiritual power, mad boy, send the two children to the demon old woman."

"Okay, I will send them to the demon mother-in-law, Senior Mirage Dragon."

He came when Milong and Jiuye Fusang were arguing, and when Milong talked about his training plan, he was also thinking.

The demon mother-in-law is a master of plants, and she is the final body of the thousand-faced demon vine. Many plant usages that he and Jiuye Fusang don't know are not a problem for the witch mother-in-law.

"Then trouble the witch mother-in-law to give them a good physical foundation before receiving practical training."

Feng Yiran took the Mirage Dragon from Jiuye Fusang's hands, and let the Mirage Dragon rest comfortably in his arms.

Looking at Jiuye Fusang, I can't wait to throw that old thing out of the eye.

"Senior Mirage Dragon, will you be able to maintain your consciousness after one year?"

"No problem, I am very good at the spiritual department, just give myself a few spiritual hints."

"If it wasn't because you noticed it in advance, those of us who survived would have died long ago."

"Oh, don't say that. It's normal for the elderly to protect the young. If you're sleepy, find a comfortable place for me to sleep."

"Of course~~~"

The artificial voice of nine bends and eighteen bends was uttered by Jiuye Fusang, and goose bumps arose.

For this, Feng Yiran could only give him a kick to make Jiuye Fusang shut up.

"Beating is kissing and scolding is love, but of course, leave Milong to me."

"Don't take it with you and play with it again."

"How could it be?" Jiuye Fusang took the mirage dragon from Feng Yiran's arms with a smile, and the moment he turned around, the mirage dragon that was already asleep was squeezed into a ball of unknown shape.

Old man, although you are kind to me, you take advantage of my wife every time.

He absolutely cannot tolerate it.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, his fingers were almost pinched into the skin, and there was no sign of the mirage dragon waking up.

"I slept so badly, I don't know what spiritual characteristics the cubs have awakened."

Pretending to fly around outside, Jiuye Fusang stuffed the mirage dragon into his dragon's stomach.

The dragon stomach is equivalent to an innate skill of the dragon spirit of the dragon clan, and it exists like a space.

That's why he was able to throw the mirage dragon out of thin air.

Feng Yiran's long red hair was tied into a high ponytail, holding a child in each hand.

"Before going to the witch mother-in-law again, let's give the two cubs some old clothes, especially the girls."

"How can you dress so ugly."

The latest white protective clothing :)

Feng Yiran, who was born in an ancient Feng family, wears the best clothes on his body. Even if he is reduced to a high-risk planet without technology, he can still step on the smooth fur star beast to pluck the softest and smoothest fur.

Come and make yourself a special dress.

Not to mention, the clothes made of the best fur on these star beasts have really good defense.

Jiuye Fusang can't be torn apart.

Jiuye. Zhinu. Fusang already understood, Feng Yiran wanted clothes, of course he had to weave.

But it's not too much for him to ask for some reward.

"Of course, give me a kiss, or my hands will be sore and weak, and I won't be able to hold a needle and thread."

Jiuye Fusang waited patiently, Feng Yiran had a little habit of dressing up the guys who were classified as his own.

In his words, it is pleasing to the eye, makes you feel good after seeing it, and doubles your work efficiency.

The clothes on him were designed by Feng Yiran.

"Just one click." Feng Yiran's two delicate eyebrows were about to wrinkle together before he struggled to say three words.

"it is good."

Jiuye Fusang put his face in front of Feng Yiran, only Feng Yiran was reflected in his golden eyes.

Feng Yiran trembled with long and curled eyelashes, and slowly planted a superficial kiss on Jiuye Fusang's right cheek.

When Feng Yiran was about to get out and leave, Jiuye Fusang stood up straight, hugging the two sleeping cubs in his arms.

He lowered his head and blocked the lips that had just landed on his face.

After kissing for more than ten minutes, Feng Yiran's white lips were suddenly red and slightly swollen.

"When will you be willing to become a phoenix?"

"When I fall in love with you with all my heart."

The female is a phoenix, and the phoenix is ​​a male. The phoenix is ​​one body, but it changes when it is emotional. Before it is really emotional, the gender depends on which form the phoenix likes, and it will use that form.

When Nine Nights Fusang met Feng Yiran, the lights were shining brightly, and the beauty was dressed in red like fire, with a curvy and exquisite figure stepping on the sky, her aura was unparalleled.

It's a pity that the great war is coming, and seeing this person again will become Feng Yiran, a phoenix body.

turned into a man!
Fighting is more ruthless than anyone else, an absolute radical on the battlefield.

After staying on this planet for hundreds of years, his temper has subsided a lot.

"Okay, let's go find the materials." Look at the unlucky guy who fell in love with his lover.

"I remember that the silk of the Ice Soul Snow Silkworm Clan in the cold river is very suitable for weaving socks."

"The skin of the black crocodile in the forest swamp is suitable for shoes, the wool of the plateau blue jumping sheep can be used as clothes, and the fiber of the blue vine is suitable for weaving skirts. It shimmers at night, she must look good in it."

Jiuye Fusang hugged the two cubs and patiently listened to Feng Yiran's ideas, keeping in mind every mentioned ethnic group and what to do.

"I remember your taste is okay, why don't you make two sets for Shize."

"I learned this craft for you, and it will naturally serve you. I will do whatever you want me to do, of course."

Jiuye Fusang looked at Feng Yiran intently, as if nothing in the world could enter his eyes except Feng Yiran.

Feng Yiran turned his face away uncomfortably, what should he do if he is a little moved, calm down, think about the details of the short skirt if the stockings are lace or have dark lines.

Feng Yiran finally calmed down with a lot of conceived plans in his head, and when he turned his head to look, he saw Jiuye Fusang smiling very awkwardly.

"I'm going to find the star beast, you hug it well."

After dryly speaking, Feng Yiran rushed towards the swamp angrily, stood above the swamp, raised his hand, the terrifying heat spread from Feng Yiran's body, and the water in the swamp was evaporated into gas.

A black crocodile and some swamp creatures floated up because of the unbearable heat.

When the black crocodile saw the familiar flame and the familiar person, it turned its head and roared. The rest of the black crocodiles quickly dived back into the swamp, and when they came out again, they all had faded skin in their mouths.

"Very good, there is not much damage, so I won't beat you this time."

The black crocodile watched Feng Yiran leave, and climbed up to the shore one by one, waiting for the temperature to drop.

They black crocodiles were not so 'well-behaved and sensible' from the beginning, they were all beaten out by Feng Yiran, and what was even worse was that they took away their shed skin after the beating, and even despised the skin. incomplete.

Another severe beating was given.

Although the black crocodile's IQ is not high, it has rough skin and thick flesh. The bite force of the crocodile's mouth is a small problem, but it is also afraid of pain.

Not to mention the high temperature, they don't want to make a dish, a dish that is cooked from the inside to the outside.

More than a dozen crocodiles were placed there, and since then, the black crocodile has become "well-behaved and sensible".

It's not even as vicious as before. When it sees something close to the swamp, it recklessly bites it.

"It went well this time." Feng Yiran said with a smile, holding several tons of black crocodile leather armor in his hand.

"It seems that the stock for hundreds of years is here."

Jiuye Fusang kicked the glossy leather armor covered with mud, snapped his fingers while holding Shize's left hand, Longyan wrapped the outer leather armor and began to calcine it.

The shed skin of the black crocodile can become extremely tough after high temperature, making it the best choice for shoes.

"Next is Lanying Changvine, which must be fresh."

"Hanchuan is too cold, you go." It's better to let this guy with golden fire attribute go than to go to Hanchuan with a pure fire attribute.

"But I don't want to be separated from Ranran. We haven't been rational for a long time. Those controlled by the beast spirit are either fighting or on the way to fight."

Feng Yiran was silent, it was true, Huofeng and Jinlong didn't know why they would fight as soon as they met, and when they asked Huofeng, they could only get a bad fate answer.

"Are you so attached to me?"

"Look at my sincere eyes."

It was at this time that Feng Chenxi woke up. After waking up from a sea of ​​thunder, Feng Chenxi couldn't open his eyes.

Because the hurricane outside almost scratched her delicate face, open your eyes, are you kidding me?

A novice dad, a free-range dad, really doesn't know how to raise children.

She could only grope for the spiritual power she had just obtained, and the lavender spiritual power emanated from the girl in the white protective suit.

The person beside her who was as dazzling as the sun should be the person holding her, and the sea of ​​fire next to her seemed so easy to approach under the contrast of the sun.

Feng Chenxi tentatively conveyed the demand.

Not sure if it will be restored.

'The wind was so strong that my face hurt. '

Feng Yiran's mental power was touched to the point where he could analyze the aura contained in this fragile mental fluctuation and subconsciously looked down.

The corners of the little girl's mouth were wavy by the wind, and her cheeks were pulled back. She looked at Shize again, and they were all treated the same.

Feng Yiran stretched out his hand to grab Jiuye Fusang who was speeding at high speed.

Jiuye Fusang stopped, and looked at Feng Yiran with questioning eyes.

"You... Put a shield on the cubs, maybe I can do it too."

Feng Yiran put his left hand on his forehead to cover his eyes, and pointed with his right hand to the two poor cubs who were blown by the wind with hideous faces.

Hope they don't remember this when they grow up.

Feng Yiran prayed secretly.

However, it is a pity that although Feng Chenxi is weak, his mental power fluctuations with a full sense of presence indicate that the person concerned remembers clearly.

Jiuye Fusang also felt guilty for a long time when he peeked at Feng Yiran when he was in school and was questioned face to face by the director.

"Ahem, I added it." Jiuye Fusang could only cough to cover up the embarrassment, this is not his child with Feng Yiran.

But after he and Feng Yiran have a child, do they need to hatch eggs? The super star beast blood in his body has surpassed the human blood, this is really not sure.

Once you have a child, of course you won't leave yourself.

In this short ten seconds, Jiuye Fusang even thought about the name of the child in the future.

He will take the children to play in the seabed, travel in the starry sky, drive armor, play...

"Hiss, of course, you murdered your own husband."

"Don't think that I don't know what's going on in your head. If you think about it again, I'll let Huofeng out. Hmph, let's go."

The beauties are so good-looking when they are angry, Jiuye Fusang catches up with Feng Yiran who is flying very fast in front of him, remembering to add a protective cover this time to prevent the fragile cubs from being destroyed by the wind.

Feng Chenxi finally opened his eyes, and if he looked carefully in his deep purple pupils, he would find an elf flying among the thunder clouds, Lei Huang.

Because in the back, Jiuye Fusang even saw the reddish ear tips exposed by the wind lifting the hair.

It's really so easy to be shy, of course I am.

Feng Chenxi has never experienced the baptism of emotion, so naturally she doesn't know why the person holding her is staring at her bluntly, probably the future elder Feng Yiran.

Under the light golden translucent cover of Jiuye Fuso, the high-altitude hurricane is diluted and only the breeze remains.

It was very refreshing, until it crossed the dense and tall forest and stopped in a valley surrounded by dense vines.

"Sure enough, there are still long blue vines all over the ground. The witch mother-in-law didn't take care of them, so let's do it."

Jiuye Fusang nodded and placed the two out-of-condition cubs on a boulder covered with mottled moss.

Even Shi Ze, who was still sleeping, was stuffed into Feng Chenxi's arms.

Then there is a visual feast. Every time the long knife formed by the red flame falls, it will harvest full of twisting vines.

The golden sharp blade followed closely behind to harvest the blue vines.

"It's almost enough. If we cut it down and threaten the main root of the Lanying vine to report to the witch, we can't leave the cub to the witch's care."

"Okay, listen to me, let's go find the cute little lamb."

For some reason, Feng Chenxi, who simply thought that Kuya Fusang was talking about the superficially cute lamb, was hugged in anticipation of seeing a familiar creature.

During a whistling flight, I saw the cute little lamb in Jiuye Fusang's mouth in the high sky.

Feng Chenxi was stunned, three stories tall, covered in bloated brown wool?It looked extraordinarily sharp and ferocious horns, eyes bigger than her head.

Feng Chen raised his head fiercely, and looked at Jiuye Fusang who said such outrageous words.

He was stared at by Feng Yiran's cub, this is Feng Yiran's cub, unable to move.

Jiuye Fusang pretended not to see Feng Chenxi glaring at him, holding the cub high in the air like a passer-by who had nothing to do with him, watching Feng Yiran's flying kick that looked huge and ferocious. The sheep kicked and fainted.

What Feng Yiran kicked was the leading sheep, if the rock jumping sheep were attacked, as long as it was not the leading sheep, they would jump away, if the leading sheep were attacked, these simple lambs would look at the leading sheep anxiously and fearfully.

won't run away.

Feng Yiran looked at the head sheep at his feet, took out the specially made large scissors half as tall as him, and began to shear the sheep.

The other rock jumping sheep stared at Feng Yiran for a long time. Seeing that the leading sheep didn't respond or breathe, they thought that the leading sheep was enjoying the joy of grooming. Huge rock jumping sheep even lined up behind the fainted leading sheep. team.

The fainted head sheep didn't know that his sheep and sheep were so stupid. After Feng Yiran finished trimming the wool of these forty rock jumping sheep, the sky was already dark.

The head sheep who woke up faintly stood up, and it could even jump 20 meters from its peak height with its body relaxed.

The head sheep didn't care who smacked it unconscious, and happily jumped up on a high rock.

Led by the head sheep, the rock jumping sheep also found rocks that they had never dared to try before.

"Next is Han Chuan, you come to protect the two cubs, I'm not as good at keeping warm as you, but~"

At this moment, Jinlong was roaring in Jiuye Fusang's body, what strange things had entered his stomach, damn it, it was all instigated by Huofeng!
Jiuye Fusang, who doesn't care about the roar of the golden dragon at all, is relaxed with his hands empty, and of course he should perform well in the opportunity of company that he got by selling miserably.

After all, this Hanchuan stayed with a former rival in love, the cold spirit mink Han Shaobei, the animalized mink was highly poisonous and fluffy.

It was Furry, whom Feng Yiran liked, and he once thought that his sweetheart would run away before he even made a move.

Ice Soul Snow Silkworm is next door to Love Rival Mountain.

It is said that the patriarch of the Bingpo Snow Silkworm has a good relationship with Han Shaobei.

The silk of the Ice Soul Snow Silkworm Clan can only be used if the Snow Silkworm is willing to spit it out, otherwise it is a by-product of the cold poison.

Poison you to death, with white silk buried with you.

"Hey, Han Shaobei, come out, do you have the silk thread of the Bingpo Snowworm?"

Feng Yiran turned around silently, he also knew something about the grievances between the two back then, so there were very few occasions where the two were present.

This time I only remembered silk, and forgot that Han Shaobei was still there.

A cute white mink the size of an arm emerged from the ice hole. The white mink's dark green pupils showed clear stupidity and vigilance.

"It's good that I haven't regained my sanity, a silly mink is easy to fool."

Jiuye Fusang showed a malicious smile.

When the white mink sensed something was wrong and ran back, a warm but extremely high temperature made the white mink extremely uncomfortable and pinched his tail.

"The mink quality is in hand, but the silk is not available."

Jiuye Fusang arrogantly glanced at Feng Yiran not far away, who was particularly conspicuous in the white snow, and walked confidently towards the snow mountain of Bingpo Snow Silkworm.

Han Shaobei in white sable state is much easier to deal with than Han Shaobei in human form.

A simple and deceitful white ferret, a scheming military doctor who is good at using poison.

Jiuye Fusang didn't know that the frightened white sable beast spirit complained to Han Shaobei himself, and also mentioned the beauty in red whom Han Shaobei cared about very much.

Thus, on the way to the place where the Bingpo Snowworm was, the white sable that was carried in his hand turned into a refined young man with white hair, white clothes and black trousers with a golden monocle eye.

"Nine Nights Fusang, you'd better let me go within three seconds."

An ethereal but extremely oppressive deep voice came from the hand.

Jiuye Fusang tried his best to lower his body temperature when the weight in his hands was wrong, but the silly mink still couldn't stand it.

Let Han Shaobei come out.

"Tsk." Jiuye Fusang threw Han Shaobei down in disgust, and looked down at Han Shaobei who was still holding him with a gentle appearance even though he fell into the snowdrift in embarrassment.

"It's still the same."

(End of this chapter)