The little boy ran to Nangong Yu safely, with a little face on his back and a serious face. "Master, I'm not scaring you, it's true. She's so good at eating. Think about it, if she is really a moon demon as you say, then she will follow the law of demon growth, growing up day by day, from a small demon to a big demon...... She can eat ten servings right now......"

Nangong Yu was shocked.

Human beings need to constantly cultivate themselves in order to improve their strength; Once you stop cultivating, your cultivation will not rise but will regress. In other words, human cultivation is sailing against the current, and if you don't advance, you will retreat.

The cultivation of demons relies on devouring their own kind, and they take the route of merging, and the small boat becomes a big ship.

The cultivation of demons only takes time. In addition, most demons still need food, and some demons don't need food. In other words, as long as a demon does not die, after a few years, he will inevitably become a big demon. The cultivation of demons is to go with the flow, and it will come naturally.

This moon demon is currently pitiful in terms of combat power, and it is a sesame demon and baby demon that can't be smaller. If after a few years, she becomes a big demon, how much should she eat for a meal? According to the law of demon growth, the amount of food required doubles with each level of promotion.

In the next order, she needs to eat twenty servings per meal; In the next stage, she needs to eat 40 servings per meal; At the next level, she needs to eat eighty portions per meal......

If it went on like this, Nangong Yu suddenly felt that his scalp was numb. He knew very well that the Federation's combat power level was currently more than thirty levels......

Where is this a moon demon, it is clearly a glutton!

Nangong Yu seems to see that he has become a food porter, tired of carrying Roshan every day......

After a while, Nangong Yu looked at the little boy Ping'an, and said quietly: "How long do you need to serve me?" During the service, you will carry out my orders, right? ”

The little boy nodded again and again. "Two hundred years. Because the life of the progenitor of the mechanical race was given by humans, each new life of the mechanical race must be sold to a human to serve for at least two hundred years after being born. After the completion of the service, we will be free, and we will become the true recognized members of the mechanical race. ”

"During the service, we must strictly follow the orders of our masters, except for those that will lead to the end of our lives."

"Then, my little slave, the glorious task of feeding my master is entrusted to you." Nangong Yu patted the little boy Ping'an's shoulder.

"Whew-" The little boy fell to the ground screaming and convulsing. "I'm dead—"

Nangong Yu chuckled lightly in an extremely rare way, although the smile was very shallow, Ping An still caught it.

"Master, you actually laughed."

Nangong Yu is in a pretty good mood. There was enough food stored in Ping'an's warehouse to feed him and the moon demon for a long time. As long as they leave the Forsaken within this period. With the combat power of peace, after entering the combat zone, it must be a big killing, so do you still need to worry about food?

Since she needed him to get food for her, she probably didn't need to do anything else with him, like those disgusting ...... That kind of thing.

"Master, do you want to please your master?" The little boy came over peacefully and stood on tiptoe and said to Nangong Yu, although he could fly to Nangong Yu's ear.

Nangong Yu squinted at him.

The little boy twisted his fingers back and forth, "If you make your master unhappy, your master will punish you, and you, as my master, will definitely pass this punishment on me." Right? ”

Nangong Yu didn't speak, just looked at him.

"As a slave of slaves, I must be the unluckiest and unlucky punching bag. Right? ”

"So, I think it's important to make my owner's owner happy every day, so that my owner can sit back and relax. My master has peace of mind and I am naturally at ease. ”

Nangong Yuchong gave a thumbs up to the little boy Ping'an.

"So, I think you have to learn how to cook now, master!" The little boy said seriously.

Nangong Yu raised his hand to fight Ping'an, and Ping'an hid.

"Learn how to make up and so on...... Well, it's how to groom a girl, and you'd better be able to sing and dance......"

Nangong Yu used both punches and kicks this time, and the little boy floated around safely, all of which dodged the past.

"I've searched your master's computer and phone. By all indications, she cares about eating. She always expressed weakness with her long hair, she liked to listen to songs, and she liked to watch handsome guys dance...... She likes to sleep, well, it's a good habit. Host, you just need to prepare a good bed. ”

"You see, master, she sleeps fifteen hours a day. Originally, she still had to work eight hours, and now that you're here, she's definitely not working. If you don't work, what you do will definitely torment you. You can't take her to kill people every day, can you? By the way, it seems that there is no combat zone in this world, and it is illegal to kill people no matter where they are. ”

"You've got to know something to make her happy, right?"

Nangong Yu stopped and stood still, pointed to Ping'an and said, "You are responsible for making her happy." ”

The little boy disappeared safely, and the small spaceship quickly changed from the size of a spinning top to a table. An emotionless mechanical voice came: "Master, you entered an invalid order. Please re-issue the order. ”

Nangong Yu slammed Ping An a few times, and made a metallic sound. Ping An is clearly learning from the planet's low-intelligence robots.

"Okay, I'll learn." Nangong Yu twisted his wrists, anyway, he didn't press his body.

Beanzi had a vague dream, dreaming that he had finally eaten a full meal, and the feeling of fullness in his stomach was very comfortable.

When I woke up naturally, I opened my eyes and saw a hazy blue. Blue light gauze curtains, blue soft quilts, blue misty lights.

Blue is the favorite color of beans.

The house was still the old house she had lived in for twenty years, but what was the matter with the blue curtains and chandeliers?

Beanzi sat up slowly, rubbing his head in confusion. Fingers run through the hair. It's strange that my hair seems to be exceptionally smooth today, as if I had just had a nourishing hair mask treatment.

The door opened, and a handsome man with a tall figure entered.

Black hair and black eyes, black clothes and black boots.

The black hair was tied high in a ponytail and held with a small sword-shaped gold hoop.

The dark eyes are bright but cold.

This black dress and black boots are very magical, or like a game character. Slim but not tight, two rows of gold knurling are like two zippers that run straight down from the chin to the end of the hem. A palm-wide gold-trimmed belt was fastened around his waist, and the hem was slit three inches below the left and right waists, hanging down to the knees, and the boots were separated by five inches.

He was standing in the doorway in total darkness. Beanzi seems to see a snowy iceberg.

Moreover, it is the kind that is very far away.

Because of the distance, I can't feel the cold; But I clearly understood in my heart that its chill was enough to freeze people to death.

It seems that people who climb the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, looking at the snow-capped mountains from afar, immediately have a strong desire to embrace it, but they have to stop in their tracks.

Beans are like that now.

"You ......" Beans don't know whether to say "hello" or "you're coming".

She knew who he was.