Chapter 341 The best meal, the feast speaks?
[You launched a feast again. ]
[You tasted a bowl of mellow blood soup. ]
[Blood soup quality: rich aroma but containing preservatives, genetically modified poisoning and other elements. Essence ]
[The rich soup is full of unhealthy vitality, which has transformed the essence of life for 100 days. ]
[You started the feast again. ]
[You tasted a piece of blood cake that was carefully grilled. ]
[Blood cake quality: outer crispy inside and tender. ]
[The crispy skin is soft inside, which has transformed the essence of life for 50 days. ]
[You opened the feast again. ]
[You tasted a cup of sweet blood juice. ]
[Blood juice quality: sweet. ]
[This cup of juice is sweet, which is in line with my taste, and it has transformed the essence of life for 70 days. ]
[You performed a feast again. ]
[You enjoyed a plate of seductive blood fried rice. ]
[Frying rice quality: stinky fragrance. ]
[Stinky and smelly blood -stir -fried rice mixes various drugs, enhance its nutritional value, also pollute its taste, and translates the essence of life for 75 days. ]
[....]
With the continuous eating, the subtitles passing by Feng Mu's eyes seemed to gradually become alive from the beginning of the beginning, just like a baby waiting to be fed. After tasteing all kinds of food, Finally evolved the high -level and delicate taste.
Feng Mu narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking in his heart:
"Is it my illusion? I always feel that the reminder subtitles have become anthropomorphic."
Feng Mu's pupils suddenly shrank, staring at the evaluation of a certain food- [This cup of juice is sweet, which is in line with my taste and transformed the essence of life for 70 days. ]
Feng Mu's heart jumped, and he found the words that the other party accidentally exposed- "I"? Intersection Intersection
Feng Mu opened the detective mode, and his brain turned quickly:
"The 'you' in the essence of the 70 -day life for‘ you ’should refer to me.
"It's a system, or ... ..."
Feng Mu's thoughts were rotating quickly. However, his eating movements were still calm. In the case of touching, a bloody food was left with only a skeleton.
As the last set of supper eaten, his total of the essence of life was -1785 days.
Feng Mu murmured to himself: "It's a rich feast, you said right, [Feast]?"
Wang Cong was stunned and thought he had heard it wrong.
Feng Mu was grinning, warm and sincere:
"Nothing, I just want to say that the supper you prepared tonight for me is like a precious feast. I am very satisfied, you have a heart."
Wang Cong had to praise, and he couldn't agree with his mouth. The white sand under his feet screamed, danced at will, and swallowed the residue left by Feng Mu after eating, and cleaned it cleanly.
Feng Mu eat meat and drink blood, Wang Cong swallowed his bones, Wang Cong felt that Feng Mu was his best meal.
Moreover, I don't know if it is the illusion, Wang Cong felt that through Feng Mu's hand, the bones after peeling the meat will emit an indescribable temptation.
This taste is much more delicious than his bones directly. Of course, he will not admit that he is a might -remain Feng Mu's saliva on his bones.
That's a lot of morbidity, Wang Cong is not such a person!
He really felt that those bones, after being digested by Feng Mu, had a special taste, so that his sand grain texture became more metal as hard as he said, and he had a little more magnetic field.
Is the ash precipitation into sand, is there a magnetic field? This is really great! Intersection Intersection
Wang Cong felt that in the recipe of his parents, in addition to bones, it was also a good choice to add some iron foods.
After all, parents are older, a bit of osteoporosis, and supplementing some iron, which can increase the overall density.
Of course, if you can always eat Feng Mu's remaining, it is best. Wang Cong licked his lips and said seriously to Feng Mu:
"If you are satisfied, I will prepare more for you in the future."
Feng Mu was very satisfied with Wang Cong's answer. He did not hesitate to help him transform and transform. After this person died, he was a report.
Feng Mu nodded and stretched out his hand. Mori's bone finger was stained in the dark color, and then the bone finger poked directly into Wang Cong's rib gap. Acknowledging the black heart in its body.
[The current level of the transmission object is high -level (awakened ancient corpse). It is expected that the essence of life with a loss of 40%of the loss will continue to be transmitted? ]
[whether? ]
Feng Mu is not a stingy person, although 40%of the loss is indeed exaggerated.
[During transmission ...]
[After transmission! ]
In less than a second, the real fast charge must be this speed.
[Awakening Guer Corporal Cong, the life expectancy of the gift was increased to 365 days. ]
[The transmission process consumes a total of 608 days of life, and the essence of life you stored drops to 1177 days. ]
You invite me to have a meal, and I will return your family for a year. Can I find a boss who is more conscientious than Feng Mu in the world?
Feng Mu pulled out his fingers, and Wang Congfu felt that his death was a large recharge. He looked at Feng Mu very grateful, and his parents who turned behind also showed the same expression.
"I can reunite with my parents for a year, and I can die for Feng Mu for a year. This feeling is really unparalleled, grateful!"
Wang Cong's heart was stunned. Unfortunately, his loyalty to Feng Mu had already reached the ceiling, and he was impossible. Wang Cong was determined to improve himself as much as possible in the future and do more for Feng Mu to repay his family. The great virtue of grace.
In a sense, it is difficult to find an excellent employee like Wang Cong in this world, especially alive.
Feng Mu felt the hot eyes in Wang Cong's eyes, and he smiled gently: "Go and rest."
Wang Cong nodded the focus and turned to leave, but where would he go to sleep? Where would he sleep at this age, he was full of motivation to do things.
There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!
Feng Mu stood alone in the incineration room, and then took out his mobile phone to open the self -shooting camera to accommodate himself. The two rounds of blood in his eyes and pupils were rotating quickly.
Five blood bars appear in turn:
[1147/1147]
[10/10]
[20/20]
[50/50]
[98/98]
Feng Mu's real name of the five blood bars in turn without thinking:
"The first one is myself, the rest is [Crazy Blood], [Iron Eater], [Blood Bar Disted Eyes], [Feast] !!!"
A feast soared the blood bars of [feast], and later ranked up and jumped to the second place.
Feng Mu looked at himself in his mobile phone and said to himself:
"Just now you are talking to your father through the reminder subtitles. That 'I' is you, [Feast] Do you like sweet juice, right?"
"Why are you hiding? Since you learned to speak, you should tell your father as soon as possible ..."
(End of this chapter)