Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 64 Growth
Pei Ye immediately understood that it had transferred its soul to this body.

"How are you doing?"

"It's not good, I'm very tired." Black Cat said weakly, with a pair of droopy eyes showing dissatisfaction with being disturbed.

"Oh." Pei Ye was a little apologetic, put it back and patted it gently, "Then you can continue to rest."

The black cat gave him a sleepy look, buried its head in its two forearms, and closed its eyes.

Ming Qitian, Xing Zhi, and Chang Zhiyuan also walked over at this time and sat down around the stone table.

The black cat turned over and sat up in a jerk.

Several people glanced at it.

It looked straight at Ming Qitian, tilted its head slightly, and then walked over with small elegant and quiet steps.Walking up to Ming Qitian and squatting down, her supple tail swayed gently, her green eyes were clear and beautiful.

Ming Qitian stretched out a finger and gently scratched its chin.

"Meow~~"

Pei Ye: "?"

Then it lightly slid onto Ming Qitian's arm, Ming Qitian was a little surprised, looked up at Pei Ye, took advantage of the situation and put it on his lap, and stroked it gently.

"Meow~~"

"..." Pei Ye didn't bother to pay attention to it, and sat down on the stone bench, turned to Xing Zhi and asked, "Master Xing, how are Brother Shang and the others?"

"We had already left some distance at that time, and they were relatively less attractive... I hope we can come back smoothly."

"Ah."

After being quiet for a while, Pei Ye said, "Do you think he will come after him—Master Xing, Master Xing?"

"Huh? Oh, it depends on what His purpose is." Xing Zhi withdrew her dazed gaze and said, "You spend more time with Him, what do you think?"

"……I do not know either."

"I'm trying to find out." Black Cat suddenly said.

Several people knew it was extraordinary, only Chang Zhiyuan was taken aback: "It...it..."

"It's all right, Master Chang. Remember the dreamy dragon I said at the time, this is it."

Chang Zhiyuan was dumbfounded. It took him a while to accept the information, and then he said awkwardly: "The food I gave it these two days... wasn't very good."

"It's okay, it doesn't eat."

Chang Zhiyuan unconsciously stroked his beard and nodded slowly: "What happened in the past few days? We received a report from the villagers of Baizhu Village, saying that the demon tiger ate Mr. Jing."

"Yes."

At this time, Xing Zhi said: "Pei Shaoxia and Mr. Chang will talk first. Now that I have recovered a little, I will go to heal my injuries first—Ming Sword Master, please."

"It's work."

Watching the two leave, Pei Ye turned her head and slowly told Chang Zhiyuan about the journey in the Xincang Mountain Range. When Pei Ye finished talking, the two of them also finished healing.

In the following time, several people took a good rest, especially Pei Ye and Xing Zhi, the fatigue of the past few days was hard to describe.

Qiongqi never came after him, but the good news is that Shang Lang and his party came back after daylight.

But Shang Lang's face was a little worried.

"I saw a rabbit turn into blue water," he said.

……

……

Qiongqi's golden eyes watched the three of them disappear.

At this time, the consciousness belonging to Qiongqi has been swallowed up - after all, it doesn't have a black chi to build protection for it.

The wings retracted and fell to the ground.

If the parasitized person is still Pei Ye, he must feel that after devouring Qiongqi and the purple-robed man, more powers have been liberated.

In the mountain forest, morning birds begin to leave their nests, surrounded by the sound of insects and the hissing of snakes.When the fierce fighting stops, you will realize that this is not a scene specially designed for people to fight, but a place where all kinds of creatures live, reproduce and fight for generations.

The voice of all spirits came into my ears.

Starting from the claws, Qiongqi's body began to split—or "shatter" is more appropriate—it turned into countless faint blue and extremely fine particles, which flowed down to the ground like sand.

Some are as big as knuckles, some are as small as mung beans, and even smaller are grains or even hairs.

The mysterious energy turned into the wind, and these tiny tissues were lifted up into the sky, and then flew out in all directions. It was like a blue drizzle fell on the entire jungle.

……

Within the area covered by the drizzle, a worker ant was crawling towards the ant nest holding a piece of debris.

There are many more ants like it, lined up in a long row, each holding a piece of food.

Far ahead—we had to cross dozens of grasses, bypass three puddles, and finally climb over a boulder—a huge corpse was found, which required hundreds of worker ants to lift it.

They lifted it towards the ant nest, but it was too big to pass through the gap between the boulder and the puddle. After a dozen of their companions drifted away, they decided to dismantle it right there. Divide and carry them back to the ant nest one by one.

At this time, a thin object that was shorter than his body floated down in front of him.

There is no color in its vision, but judging by the sense of taste... It should have disliked this taste before, but now it is irresistibly attracted to it.

The slender object was still shaking slightly, like a thread.

To move equals to live, and to live means food.

This is the correct logic engraved in the genes for thousands of years, not to mention that it rarely sees moving things smaller than itself.

The tentacles swayed over, and as soon as it touched the object, the "thread" suddenly hugged it.

It felt that its field of vision was rising, and the piece of food it was holding suddenly became much lighter. After turning twice and unable to find the "thread", it climbed back into the queue and followed the team into the ant nest.

Climbed to the familiar storage room to put down the residue, and the companions continued to line up to go back to carry it, but it suddenly smelled more "delicious".

Leaving the queue, crawling deeper alone, waving tentacles in the darkness to catch the smell.

At last it came to a cave, where it had never been before.

After touching the antennae with the soldier ants - it found that the soldier ants seemed to have become smaller - they exchanged smells and entered them.

There was a scraping sound here, as the winged companions moved around, feeding food to the many mouths.

It shouldn't have memories, but now it seems to remember - it and many companions seem to have gone out from here.

It crawled over, and a fat white larva opened its mouth and waited for food.

It opened a larger mouth and bit it through.

After an unknown period of time, it came out from the inside, feeling that the entrance had become narrow.

At the same time, these always heroic companions at the door seemed to be delicious, so it ate them too, and continued to walk deep.

……

A frog crouches in the grass.

It saw a huge ant "flowing" out of the ant nest. It also couldn't distinguish colors, and it hadn't seen such a thing before.

But it doesn't matter, being able to move means being alive, and being alive means food.

This is the correct logic engraved in genes for thousands of years.

It stuck out its tongue and swallowed the big ant, then was startled, turned around and jumped back to the pond.

Because the grass was shaking, a rather loud movement was coming quickly.

When it got closer, it turned out to be a rabbit with blue streaks growing on its skin.

Where it passed, the grass was also stained blue.

(End of this chapter)