The little golden pig didn't notice anything, and even hiccuped with satisfaction.

But it is impossible to be full, and it can eat no matter how much it is.

When Shen Yizhi took out a spirit stone, its two eyes lit up like searchlights, and it looked at her as if she was the only one in its life.

In the world of cultivating immortals, the spirit stone is not only the existence of currency, but also contains a strong aura. And wealth and aura are the favorites of the little golden pig.

It arched its nose and snorted.

- After eating a pile of gold, silver and jewelry, it finally regained a little vitality, and the place outside its eyes also gained a little freedom.

"Want to eat?" Shen Yizhi asked knowingly.

The little golden pig blinked wildly, and the little tail on the back of his butt turned like a wind wheel.

Shen Yizhi held back a smile, sent the spirit stone to its mouth, and swallowed it.

If those gold and silver jewels before were green vegetables and tofu, then this spirit stone is a dish of braised pork! The level of deliciousness is definitely not of an order of magnitude.

After the little golden pig swallowed it, he looked at her with longing eyes, and he wanted it!

Shen Yizhi showed a smile that had succeeded in his treacherous scheme, "What more?" I have a lot of them here. ”

She reached out and brushed it over the tabletop, and a pair of sparkling spirit stones appeared.

The two eyes of the little golden pig have become spirit stone eyes.

If it hadn't been able to move now, it would have pounced and eaten it a long time ago.

Shen Yizhi stroked it on its back, smiling like a wolf grandmother who coaxed Little Red Riding Hood: "Look, I didn't lie to you, right?" If you are willing to recognize me as the Lord, then these spirit stones are all yours, how about eating as much as you want? ”

The little golden pig didn't react.

Shen Yi said in his heart, doesn't it eat this trick? Just as she was about to release another bunch of spirit stones to increase the temptation, the little golden pig turned into a golden light and directly submerged into her dantian.

She looked inwardly at the dantian, and "saw" the little golden pig rolling happily in her dantian, "Master, master, I want to eat spirit stones!" ”

Shen Yizhi: ... （⊙＿⊙； ）…

She overestimated the pig.

Shen Yizhi had imprinted his divine consciousness on the little golden pig, and since it had completely surrendered to her, the process went smoothly.

After laying the brand of divine consciousness, she can be regarded as officially contracting this little golden pig, no, it should be called a fortune pot.

Its role is to absorb the wealth of the Quartet, with it by her side, as the master, she will be prosperous and enjoy endless wealth.

She was very skeptical about this, she didn't know if it could attract money, but she had seen it if it could swallow money.

It should be called the "Gold Swallower".

Shen Yizhi fed it some spirit stones again, and when it still wanted to eat, he knocked on its head: "You have already eaten a lot today, and you have to keep the rest for tomorrow, you know?" ”

If she had fed it up in the first place, wouldn't she have been eaten by it in the future?

The little golden pig snorted twice and pointed his ass at her.

After eating a small pile of spirit stones, it was already able to move slightly.

Shen Yizhi flicked a finger on its ass and placed it on the table.

At this time, Gu Xueting came back.

Seeing that his expression was a little solemn, Shen Yizhi asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Zhao Fulan...... Something is wrong. ”

"What's wrong with her?"

"Her broken leg has recovered, and there is a trace of demonic energy on her body."

In the front yard, when Zhao Fulan passed by a clump of flowers and trees, her fingers hanging down her side pinched a trick, and a wisp of black demonic qi dripped from her fingertips like water droplets, and she became a thumb-sized mouse when she landed.

The mouse's fur was pitch black, its eyes were blood-red, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye when it burrowed into the flowers and trees.

The corners of Zhao Fulan's mouth hooked, and she continued to walk out as if nothing had happened.

Out of the gate, Zhao Fulan glanced back at King Chen's mansion, and a hint of red light flashed faintly in her eyes.

In the dungeon of the royal palace.

Qingluan was locked in the innermost cell, which was extremely cold, and she curled up in the corner with her legs crossed, her eyes fixed on a green brick in front of her, and the vicious curse in her heart was revealed through her eyes, which made her feel gloomy and destructive.

A black, red-eyed rat burrowed in and quickly crawled up to her, swallowing all the dark aura around her.

Nourished by this breath, the rat's body grew rapidly as if it had blown a breath, and in the blink of an eye, it grew to the size of a cat.

The cat-sized mouse straightened up its hind legs and walked in front of Qingluan like a human.

"Ah, what the hell are you!" Qingluan was so frightened that he couldn't stop screaming, "Get out!" Don't come here—"

"I'm here to help you, and I can give you endless power so that you can avenge yourself. Didn't Shen Yizhi look down on you? You can destroy what she cherishes most and make her regret it for the rest of her life......"

Under the seductive voice of the mouse, Qingluan gradually calmed down.

Sensing the surging evil thoughts in her heart, the rat showed a human smile, its shadow projected on the wall, far more hideous than itself.

"Come on, don't resist me, I'll give you the strength you want......"

The rat approached her, and finally turned into a black cloud of green smoke and sank into her.

The jailer, who heard the movement and came to check on the situation, walked outside her cell and said, "What a noise!" ”

Qingluan sat there motionless, her long hair covered her face, and she couldn't see her expression clearly, which only made people feel oozing.

The jailer cursed and turned to leave.

However, at this moment, Qingluan, who was still sitting motionless, came out of the cell through the fence.

The jailer sensed the movement and turned his head, his eyes wide open, but his neck had been pinched by the light luan, and he could not utter a syllable.

Click!

There was a crisp sound, and the jailer's head tilted over.

He opened his mouth lightly, sucked into his mouth all kinds of negative emotions such as resentment and fear from the jailer, and licked his tongue as if he had eaten something delicious.

With a quick release of her hand, the jailer fell to the ground, and she stepped over his dead body.

The demonized light luan killed all the way, and under the nourishment of those negative and dark emotions, she became stronger and stronger, and it became easier and easier to kill people.

"Quick, go and report to the prince!" The head of the dungeon said to a jailer.

He took the initiative to confront Qingluan.

At this time, Qingluan's eyes were cloudy and blood-red, his skin was bruised, and his body was bulging with pus, and he had already become a non-human.

She glanced at the running jailer, her hair swelling so hard that she grabbed him and dragged him back, ten long purple nails digging into his stomach.

In an instant, the jailer's intestines and internal organs flowed all over the ground.

When the person in charge saw this situation, his face turned white, cold sweat flowed, his hands were soaked with sweat, and he couldn't hold the knife anymore.

A moment later, Qingluan walked out of the dungeon.

The exit of the dungeon is in a secluded courtyard in a corner of the palace.

There are usually not many people here, and there are many barren grass and leaves, which makes it a little desolate.

But in the eyes of children, it is a good place to have fun.

At this moment, the three of Qingbao are here to catch insects and dig holes to play.