The ink demon's natal spirit stone is said to be a rain flower stone, but in fact, she is just unwilling to admit the fact that her stone body is a gray and black stubborn stone.

Especially under the premise that all the people of the same race are all kinds of beautiful stones, she seems to be very different, and some even can't get used to her, and want to put her to death several times.

However, now, this stubborn stone has become more beautiful, not only the stone base of the black coating has become translucent, but even the cracks on her stone body that have been broken out have turned into white lines. Although it was still black, the black seemed to be hidden behind a layer of glass, making the entire stone body tall in an instant.

"Well, that's a blessing in disguise, isn't it?" The ink demon groped for the blood on the corner of his mouth, presumably because of the resentment that tore the black on his stone body into the inner array of the stone body, which made the stone on the periphery crystal clear.

With this discovery, in the following days, Mo Xiaoyou's digestion of Kong Lingyu's resentment became more and more attentive, compared to her enthusiastic appearance, Kong Lingyu was much colder. He even asked the ink demon to only absorb one-eighth of the resentment at a time, and only after it was completely digested was allowed to continue.

For his such a move, Mo Xiaoyou's face was grateful, but he muttered several times in his heart, "Birdman is hypocritical", so that she quickly digested her grievances, wouldn't it be good to catch another deer to eat?! I have to waste my time in this cycle of awakening! Twenty days are about to pass, okay?!

However, these grievances finally ended with Kong Lingyu's meticulous service.

As the sun set, the Swedish forest grew darker than outside, and the two of them had moved from the lake to a place where a bonfire could be lit.

Mo Xiaoyou was fiddling with all kinds of wooden bowls and spoons with a little boredom, and less than twenty steps in front of her, Kong Lingyu was patiently drying the wet branches, and then piling them together and lighting them.

"Kong Demon, are you really possessed by something?" For the thirty-second time today, the ink demon asked the same question.

It's really not that she has nothing to do, but that Kong Youxi's painting style in the last twenty days is too strange!

Since she woke up that day, Kong Demon Evil seems to have changed as a different person, not only has she taken the initiative to take on all kinds of work, but she has not lost her temper when she occasionally makes trouble! Instead, she found all kinds of small animals to relieve her boredom.

Although these little animals all sacrificed to the Five Organs Temple of the Ink Demon in the end, it is undeniable that the process of making delicious food really relieved her a lot of boredom. However, this is obviously not the fighting style of the Confucian demon!

"Looks like you've been living a lot of comfortable lives lately." Kong Lingyu didn't reply, and picked up a large handful of dry firewood and put it next to the rack of the bonfire.

“…… I'd better play with the spoon. ”

That's right! This is the character of the Confucian demon, the painting style of the Confucian demon! She said that even if Kong Lingyu was in guilt, he would not hold back himself for such a long time.

Kong Lingyu straightened up, his face was completely inconsistent with what he had just said, and when he looked up, he saw that the ink demon had put the wooden spoon on the edge of the bowl, put two mushrooms on the handle of the spoon, and finally covered these mushrooms with a layer of protection to prevent the spoon from losing its balance.

endured and endured, but in the end he still didn't hold back, and said the words in his heart:

“…… Yao Simo, let's go back this time and check your IQ again. ”

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