Chapter 11: You're Really Not Human

As a veteran single dog, the yellow-haired dog is unusually sensitive to a certain sour odor.

As soon as it entered, it was in the air and smelled a sour smell.

Looking at the expression on Mu Cheng's face again, it didn't need to think about it to know that during the time of his absence, these two people must have done something.

Bah!

Dog men and women!

Cursing in his heart, the yellow-haired dog's nose sniffed into the air again.

It smells so good!

The yellow-haired dog was in a good mood all of a sudden, chasing the scent, and jumped up and ran towards the kitchen.

Mu Cheng, who reacted, closed the door and ran towards the kitchen quickly.

He was late, and he was worried that the breakfast he had carefully prepared would be smashed by the dog.

As soon as he entered the kitchen, he saw the yellow-haired dog, jumping onto a chair with a backrest, ready to bite the nearest sandwich.

Mu Cheng went up is a kick.

"People haven't arrived yet, what to eat, is there a tutor?"

"Brother Cheng, Ben Wang is hungry." The yellow-haired dog looked aggrieved, and his saliva was about to flow to the ground.

The sandwich was very tasty.

After wandering outside for so long, it has never seen such good-looking, fragrant food.

"Do you want to eat this?"

Mu Cheng took the plate with the sandwich and deliberately turned around in front of the yellow-haired dog.

"Yes! Hurry up and give Benwang a meal! ”

"If you want to eat, you can do me a favor first."

"What?"

Mu Cheng immediately stepped forward and whispered, "You go and ask Yun Ruo to come over for breakfast." ”

The yellow-haired dog looked confused, "The two of them quarreled?" ”

"Get out."

The yellow-haired dog glanced at the sandwich in Mu Cheng's hand, and immediately turned around and ran out.

Soon, it was back.

Yun Ruo also came.

Look at each other.

Recalling the previous scene of "Wall Dong" and the words Yun Ruo said, Mu Cheng instantly lowered his eyes.

In order to avoid embarrassment, he took the opportunity to put the sandwich in his hand on the ground and gave it to the yellow-haired dog.

There was silence.

In order to alleviate the embarrassment, Mu Cheng felt that as a man, he had to do something.

He thought for a moment, then quickly walked to the other side of the table, pulled out a chair, and said:

"Yunruo, come, you, you sit here...... Over here. ”

Yun Ruo said "um" softly, walked over with his head down, and sat down.

After she sat down, Mu Cheng immediately put a sandwich in front of her, and at the same time introduced:

"Here's a sandwich I made, you can try it and see if it fits."

"Sandwich ......"

Yun Ruo looked at it curiously, the novel food in front of him that he had never seen before.

Soon, under Mu Cheng's expectant gaze, she picked up the sandwich and took a small bite.

Delicious!

It's much better than those immortals outside the sky.

In a flash of thought, she took another big bite.

"How's it going, is it to taste?" Mu Cheng couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"Delicious!"

Yun Ruo gave Mu Cheng a thumbs up and took a big bite of the sandwich again.

Mu Cheng suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Originally, he was still worried that Yun Ruo was used to eating the heavenly immortal treasure jade liquid, and he would not be able to look down on mortal things.

He immediately put a cup of hot milk in front of Yun Ruo and introduced:

"It's hot milk, you can taste it again."

"Hot Milk ......"

After looking at it curiously, Yun Ruo picked up the cup, took a small sip, and his eyes lit up instantly.

"Well, it's delicious!"

With that, she took the cup with both hands and took a big sip of milk.

"If you like to drink, hehe~~"

Mu Cheng then returned to his place.

As soon as the man sat down, the yellow-haired dog licked his mouth and came up.

"Brother Cheng, Ben Wang also wants to drink hot milk."

"Nope."

Yellow-haired dog: "......"

Mu Cheng saw that Yun Ruo had finished eating a sandwich, and his share had not moved, so he said:

"Yunruo, I still have a sandwich here, do you want more?"

"This ...... May I? ”

"When I was making breakfast, I was already full."

As he spoke, Mu Cheng pushed the plate containing the sandwich in front of Yun Ruo.

Yun Ruo looked at the sandwich, and then looked at Mu Cheng.

After hesitating, she let out a soft "um", then picked up the sandwich, lowered her head, and ate it slowly.

At this time, the yellow-haired dog came up again.

"Brother Cheng, Ben Wang also wants to eat another sandwich."

"Nope."

Yellow-haired dog: "......"

Seeing that Yun Ruo was about to finish eating, Mu Cheng asked again with concern:

"If it's not enough, I'll do it right away."

Yellow-haired dog: "......"

Yun Ruo originally wanted to say what he wanted, but after thinking about it, he shook his head slightly.

"Enough, I'm full."

"Okay, by the way, this milk should be drunk while it is hot, it will not taste good when it is cold."

"Hmm."

"If it's not enough, I've got another drink here."

"No, you can drink that cup."

"Okay, I'll drink."

Mu Cheng immediately picked up the cup and took a very gentlemanly sip.

Yellow-haired dog: "......"

Mu Cheng gently put down the cup, noticed the strange gaze of the yellow-haired dog, and said:

"By the way, I forgot to tell you something, the sandwich you just ate was worth fifty yuan, and I'll credit it to you first."

The cost price of a sandwich is not more than 5 yuan.

Hearing this, the yellow-haired dog stopped doing it:

"I said that I would eat and live, why do I have to charge extra?"

"Oh, I said the package before, and breakfast is not included."

Yellow-haired dog: "......"

Ben Wang may be a dog, but you really aren't human.

Ignoring the resentful gaze of the yellow-haired dog, Mu Cheng secretly glanced at Yun Ruo, who was sitting opposite and drinking milk.

You can almost ask for advice.

After sorting out the language in his mind, Mu Cheng opened his mouth and asked:

"Yun Ruo, do you have any way to make people swallow the real sword without getting hurt?"

"Swallow the sword......" Yun Ruo suddenly recalled the oath Mu Cheng made last night.

Do mortals like to make such strange vows?

She still hadn't figured it out.

Yun Ruo tilted his head and pondered for a while, looked at Mu Cheng and said, "You can use the soul sword." ”

"Soul Sword?" Mu Cheng didn't understand much for a while.

Isn't the soul sword a real sword?

"The soul sword is formed by condensing the divine power in your body," Yun Ruo said, "It can change its shape and size at will according to the owner's wishes. ”

"Change the shape and size at will...... Mu Cheng suddenly realized.

If, during the performance of Sword Swallowing, the part of the soul sword into the mouth becomes as thin as hair, or simply disappears, isn't it okay?

Mu Cheng decided to try it out for himself.

He got up and went to the living room, but after looking around, he couldn't find the soul sword.

"How could it not be? I put my sword next to the couch last night. ”

In confusion, Yun Ruo's voice came from behind Mu Cheng:

"You only need to move your mind, and the soul sword will appear automatically."

The mind moved...... It's mysterious.

"Okay, I'll try."

Mu Cheng immediately closed his eyes and recited it more than twenty times in a row before he successfully summoned the soul sword.

At this time, the blade of the sword was four or five centimeters wide, and he tried to shrink it to two centimeters first.

How does it work...... Or do you read it by heart?

Smaller.

In an instant, the soul sword in his hand shrank in a circle.

…………

Under Yun Ruo's guidance, Mu Cheng practiced for more than an hour unconsciously.

The kung fu of playing the sword is also advancing by leaps and bounds.

With a sword in hand, it should be thin, short, and big...... Completely freewheeling.

He also learned from Yun Ruo how to transform the soul sword into divine power at any time.

Once the soul sword touches his body, it will instantly turn into divine power and merge into his body.

Now, with the kung fu of swallowing the sword, only the matter of [live broadcast] remains.

Mu Cheng doesn't understand live broadcasting.

But he has a good friend, a game streamer.