One pound of meat equals one attribute point

"What is this?"

Ning Zhibai frowned slightly as he looked at the meat in the box.

He reached out and touched it gently, only to feel a chill on his fingertips, accompanied by a slight tingling sensation. He quickly retracted his fingers and scratched the back of his neck.

"It is said to be Tai Sui meat."

Ning Wantong took a look and replied, "Zhang Chun's father is a hunter in the mountains. This piece of Tai Sui meat was dug out from the mountains and left for you. It is said that eating it will help improve martial arts."

"At my age, it is no use to take these things anymore."

Ning Zhibai shook his head and smiled, and closed the lid again, "Take these things to Mr. Su. He is now at the age of dragon and tiger, and may use these."

Ning Wantong was about to reach out to take it.

Ning Zhibai's body shook violently, and a feeling of dizziness suddenly hit him.

He almost fell to the ground, but Ning Wantong reached out to support him in time to avoid falling.

"Father?"

Ning Wantong put the box aside with a worried look on her face.

"It's okay, it's okay..." Ning Zhibai laughed and looked up to see a faint white line in the sky, as if the city was about to be foggy.

He didn't think much about it, but explained, "Maybe it's because of the strong tea I drank just now. Although strong tea can make people sober, it is somewhat harmful to the body. I should take it as a warning in the future."

Ning Zhibai began to reflect again, which is his usual character trait.

"You..."

However, he saw that the worry on Ning Wantong's face was gradually turning into fear. She covered her mouth and seemed to be about to scream.

Ning Zhibai was confused.

He felt an unbearable numbness and itchiness coming from the neck he had just scratched.

He stretched out his hand and scratched, but there was no relief.

Ning Zhibai frowned slightly, scratched repeatedly, and gradually exerted force with his fingers until something was torn off with a crackling sound.

He spread out his five fingers, and there was a horrifying blood red in the palm of his hand.

But the whole piece of flesh on the neck was torn off, and no blood oozed out.

Because the flesh that had just been torn off was covered with a layer of white mycelium, which was absorbing blood and swelling, turning into soft pappus like dandelions, but the color was pink.

Tsk!

Ning Zhibai subconsciously stretched out his hand and rubbed it.

Those soft pappus floated in the air, faded in color, and turned into a hazy white mist.

"Hehehe..."

Looking at the white mist in front of him, Ning Zhibai laughed foolishly.

Even the corners of his mouth secreted white saliva, which flowed down his chin to his chest and wet his clothes.

"Ah!!!"

Ning Wantong's face was distorted and terrified, and she finally screamed.

She turned and ran away, wanting to find someone on the street to seek help, but she only ran five or six meters away.

"Plop!" With a sound.

Ning Wantong fell to the ground in despair, and red spots quickly appeared on her fair skin.

The red spots soon connected together, densely packed, and looked particularly terrifying, enough to make people with trypophobia faint.

Ning Wantong didn't dare to reach out and scratch.

But the strong tingling sensation made her unable to control her hands at all.

Soon...

A large amount of "fog" came out of her body.

From a distance, it seemed to wrap her into a constantly wriggling, white cocoon.

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"Hmm!"

Su Li's eyes opened as her eyelashes like small brushes blinked gently.

The pink mosquito net hanging on the head of the bed was reflected in her beautiful and clear pupils.

Su Li tightened the quilt.

She planned to sleep a little longer and enjoy this rare tranquility.

But she just closed her eyes and quickly realized that something was wrong.

Who am I?

Why am I here?

What happened last night?

Hiss...

Su Li felt a blank in her mind, her delicate eyebrows gradually raised, and after careful thinking, some incomplete pictures gradually emerged in her memory.

That's right!

Last night, she planned to investigate the courtyard where Su Heng lived alone.

She found the dismembered remains of the demon in the basement of the courtyard. When she was about to continue the investigation, she turned around and ran into the real owner!

Damn it, why did Su Heng suddenly come back at this time?

He was not deliberately plotting against her.

This dog brother is really annoying.

And then...

They seemed to have a little conflict later.

The master said that he was a rare genius in the Demon Suppression Division in a hundred years, and his future was limitless. Then he must have won!

But why can't I remember what happened later?

"Gugu~Gugugugu!"

There was a chirping sound of birds outside the window.

Su Li tilted her head.

Seeing Su Heng sitting on a small stool with his legs apart. He was holding a knife in his left hand and an apple in his right hand, peeling the apple.

He peeled the apple, cut it, and put it in the fruit bowl on the low table in front of him.

The white, soft flesh was neatly placed in the fruit bowl on the small table in front of him. Su Heng took a piece out and handed it to Su Li.

"Where's Xiaoqing!"

Su Li looked serious and slapped Su Heng's hand away.

"Xiaoqing, are you talking about the female ghost who has been following you?" Su Heng asked back.

"Yeah, yeah!" Su Li nodded quickly.

But Su Heng did not continue to answer. Seeing this, Su Li's mind suddenly went blank and he slowly collapsed on the bed.

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In the Demon Suppression Division, Xiaoqing and Su Li were from the same batch of disciples.

They both joined the Demon Suppression Division at the same time, and received guidance and practiced together, and they had a very good relationship.

However, when Xiaoqing followed the elders to perform a mission, she encountered an accident and was attacked by a monster and was seriously injured.

In desperation,

the elders of the Demon Suppression Division used secret methods to help her prolong her life.

But Xiaoqing was also transformed into a Yin object and was subject to many restrictions.

This is why, in daily life, Xiaoqing always holds an umbrella to avoid direct sunlight that is too strong.

She has already promised to take care of Xiaoqing for the rest of her life.

But...

But now...

Su Li leaned against the back of the bed, feeling sad, and tears filled her clear eyes.

"Xiao Li," Su Li waved her slender white hand in front of Su Li. Su Li widened her eyes and turned to see the girl in red next to Su Heng.

She was stunned.

She looked at Xiaoqing next to Su Heng, and then at Su Heng sitting on the stool.

"You..." Su Li gritted her teeth, and her expression became dangerous.

Su Heng raised his hand, his face full of innocent expression.

"I didn't say she had any accident." Su Heng defended, "You just made it up."

"You deserve to die!"

Su Li screamed and punched Su Heng's chest.

Su Heng did not dodge or resist, but Su Li punched a few times, which made his palm hurt.

She could only shake her hands with a grin, and had no choice but to give up.

She looked at Xiao Qing beside Su Heng.

The two looked at each other.

"Puff!"

Su Li suddenly burst into laughter and reached out to hug Xiao Qing's neck tightly.

The two of them were affectionate for a while, and then they noticed that there was an oversized light bulb like Su Heng beside them.

"Ahem!"

Su Heng coughed twice and said seriously: "Xiao Qing just told me something about the Demon Suppression Division."

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