Chapter 121 Meng version of the automatic meat detergent
In order to prevent extraneous branches, when she returned to the Zi family, she had already received the little guy into the star beast space in her divine sense.
The little guy had been stuffy to death by her for so long in the star beast space that belonged to her divine sense, but now as soon as he regained his freedom, he immediately jumped off her shoulder excitedly, ran around, and even jumped onto the big bed covered with soft bedding, and rolled Shu Shu twice.
Although he is a descendant of the Divine Dragon, this guy has no consciousness of the divine beast at all, biting in the east, grabbing in the west, and even jumping on the dresser, seeing the mirror on the stage, it seems to be very curious about who the guy reflected in it is.
The purple pupil originally thought that it would grin at itself in the mirror, but it just shook its head and tail again, and it already realized that it was itself and lost interest in the mirror.
"What a high IQ!" Purple pupils praised lightly.
"Miss, what kind of star beast is this, why have I never seen it?" The purple disciple was also very curious.
"It?!" Purple Pupil looked at the little guy who jumped on the bed again and bit indiscriminately, "It's a descendant of the Ancient Divine Dragon!" ”
For the purple disciples, the identity of the little guy naturally does not need to be hidden.
The purple disciples were only stunned.
Ancient dragons, that thing that only appeared in the stories of the older generation, in books, really existed?!
When the two were talking, the little guy suddenly sniffed, and a pair of big eyes instantly appeared with a piece of starlight, and he jumped out of bed quickly, and its two ups and downs had already rushed past the side of the purple pupil and jumped directly from the terrace on the third floor.
"Be careful."
The purple disciple instinctively exclaimed, shook his body and tried to grab it, but as soon as he grabbed it, he actually grabbed it.
"Don't worry, you can't die!"
As soon as Zitong's words fell, the exclamations of two maids were already heard downstairs.
The purple pupils tapped their toes, and the person had already jumped downstairs.
Outside the hall door, Xue'er and Rong'er were staring at the little guy who landed on the barbecue, with surprised expressions on their faces.
"Don't be afraid, it's my pet beast."
Hearing the voice of the purple pupil, the two maids came back to their senses, looked at the little guy who was eating meat, the look of surprise in their eyes receded, and then they showed happy expressions.
"This star beast is so cute!"
"Yes, you see it eating meat, as if it wants to eat all this roast suckling sheep!"
"Such a big sheep, I'm afraid it will eat for days, right?"
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Looking at the expressions on the faces of the two young maids, Zi Tong just shook her head lightly.
I believe that the little ones will soon prove with facts that they underestimated its appetite.
Sure enough, where is that guy eating meat, it is simply a cute version of the automatic meat machine, and when the two maids carried the roast sheep into the house with it and put it on the table, the roast sheep was only a neat skeleton.
Sticking out his tongue and rolling the last piece of meat on the sheep's back into his mouth, the little guy stretched his body with satisfaction, opened his mouth and burped with a milky voice.
Xue'er and Rong'er looked at the skeleton that was willing to have no flesh left, and their faces changed again.
At this time, they finally understood the reason why Zitong had to eat fifty catties of meat for every meal.
"I don't like talkative people." Sitting at the table, Zi Tong said lightly, "In addition, from today onwards, no one will be allowed to enter my Qinghui Building without my consent."
"The slave understands." The two girls respectfully agreed.