Heaven Devouring Immortal Emperor

"No!" Wind Yi ink head also don't reply a way, "if you want to leave please, but again be caught, can not necessarily meet me such person."

The little Hairy Ape Man had a look of surprise in his eyes. He hesitated a little and followed.

At this time, Feng Yimo's appearance was a middle-aged man about 40 years old. He was big, but he had no special appearance. He couldn't recognize it at a glance when he was in the crowd.

Two people came to fengyancheng's biggest square, but fengyimo turned more than ten shops, and there was no jianglingcao's whereabouts. He was a little disappointed.

"Let's go and find an inn first. By the way, are you hungry? " Wind Yi Mo look at the sky, it's not early, little Hairy Ape Man followed himself for more than three hours, should have been hungry.

The little Hairy Ape Man was surprised again. How could the master care about the servant's hunger? She was still embarrassed to nod: "master, I can survive, not too hungry." As soon as she finished, her stomach began to purr.

"You talk when you are hungry. We can't afford to eat. Let's go and eat. I don't know your name yet. What's your name? " Wind B ink and road.

"After our slaves were bought by their owners, they were all named by their owners." The little Hairy Ape Man's eyes showed helplessness, sadness and sadness.

"That's them. I don't like this here. You'd better call your original name. It should be given by your parents, right?"

The little Hairy Ape Man raised his head in surprise and looked at Xiangfeng Yimo. Why is this master different from other people? Don't give yourself chains, don't give yourself random names, and care about whether you are hungry or not. Do human friars have such good people? She didn't believe it.

While talking, two people come to a restaurant. Feng Yimo leads the little Hairy Ape Man in. Under the leadership of the shop boy, he finds an empty table. Feng Yimo sits down and points to the opposite chair. "You sit too. By the way, you haven't said what your name is. You can't call it" you, you. "

The little Hairy Ape Man was stunned, and his eyes were full of wonder. "Lord, master, do you want me to have dinner with you?"

Feng Yimo is very difficult to understand. He just wants to talk. He suddenly finds that all the others in the restaurant are looking at him like monsters. Then he finds that there are Hairy Ape men squatting beside the other tables in the building. They are all picking up the food thrown on the ground by their owners!

Feng Yimo shook his head sympathetically, got up, came to the little Hairy Ape Man, and pressed her on the chair: "from today on, what I eat and what you eat, I sit and eat, you also sit and eat, do you understand?"

This time, the little Hairy Ape Man believed, two tears rolled down from his eyes, voice choked: "thank you master, thank you master!"

Feng Yi Mo waved his hand, serious expression: "there is one more thing, don't call me master."

The little Hairy Ape man stood up in a panic and said in a trembling voice, "master, is there something wrong with the little bell? Do you want the little bell?"

Feng Yimo smiles and looks at the little Hairy Ape Man with a smile: "it turns out that your name is little lingdang. It's a good name. I mean, from now on, you and I are friends. You don't want to be called by the host. It's not driving you away! "

"Master..." Xiao lingdang stood on the spot, tears rolling down one by one. Since he was arrested, he had only one meal a day, sometimes he couldn't even eat one. The friar with triangle eyes was in a bad mood, so he beat and kicked again. How could he hear such words of concern? Is it true to call yourself a friend and a nickname?

Feng Yimo motioned xiaolingdang to sit down, and the waiter just brought up the ordered food and wine. He first served xiaolingdang with food and wine, and then ate it by himself, and said: "even if we don't eat enough, we'll order more. It's a matter of eating enough."

With tears in her eyes, Xiao lingdang nodded and ate the food on the plate with her hands.

Feng Yimo frowned, chopsticks in his hand stretched out, slapped on the back of xiaolingdang's hand, xiaolingdang was scared, and looked at Feng Yimo in panic. He didn't know what he had done wrong.

"You should eat with chopsticks, not with your hands. You see your hands are hairy. How dirty they are." Wind Yi Mo says solemnly.

"But, but I can't use chopsticks!" Xiaolingdang is about to cry. Feng Yimo sighs and comes to xiaolingdang. She picks up chopsticks and puts them in her hand. Then she patiently teaches her experience of using chopsticks. Soon, xiaolingdang learns to use chopsticks. Her eyes are full of excitement. She keeps putting the dishes on the plate in front of her and makes a hill.

Feng Yimo looks at xiaolingdang with a smile. She is full of sympathy. At the age of seven or eight, she is still around her parents. But as a Hairy Ape Man, she has such a miserable fate that she was sold into slavery. If she didn't buy her, the result would be obvious.

This is the experience of the weak. Why not? At the beginning, in the sand island, in the face of the powerful shark king, he had no power to fight back. He could only watch his brother Yu Xingzhou stay in prison. In the end, he became a sea fish to escape from the sea of death. If he wanted to live better and more freely, he could only continue to strengthen himself and be strong enough to make others fear, so he would not be bullied!"By the way, little bell, what did you say about mining?" Wind Yi Mo ate a dish, ask a way.

Hearing Feng Yimo's question, xiaolingdang's hand trembled and chopsticks fell on the table. His face turned pale and panicked, as if he had heard something terrible, "nothing, nothing, I didn't say anything before!"

Feng Yimo was stunned. He had heard clearly before and couldn't make a mistake. Did little bell reveal his true feelings before, but now he doesn't want to mention it?

All of a sudden, he found that all the people around him were looking at him with strange eyes. What's the taboo of what he said?

While thinking about it, the shop boy came over crying and begged, "Shangxian, please don't talk about state affairs in our shop!"

Wind Yi Mo smile, way: "we have eaten well, this leaves." With that, he took the small bell to check out, left the restaurant, went to another restaurant, and ordered a new table of dishes: "don't say anything, eat first."

Xiaolingdang nodded gratefully and ate a lot.

Just after eating for a while, several big men rushed into the restaurant and rushed to the table of fengyimo. One of them, who was carrying a huge axe on his shoulder, saw xiaolingdang, reached for her shoulder and said, "I see where you are going!"

Feng Yimo's face sank, and his chopsticks flew out of his hand and shot at the big man's arm. Seeing how far away he was from his arm, he suddenly turned into countless bamboo threads, just like hundreds of steel needles.

The big man suddenly turned pale. He was too close to escape. He was at a loss. The bamboo threads suddenly and flexibly spread out and wrapped his arms tightly, making him unable to move and continue to grasp.