Pei Li immediately understood that it was transferring the soul to this body.

"You're ...... now. What do you think? ”

"It's not good, it's tiring." The black cat was weak, and a pair of drooping eyes revealed the dissatisfaction of being disturbed.

"Oh." Pei Ye was a little sorry, put it back, and patted it gently, "Then you can continue to rest." ”

The black cat gave him a wistful look, buried its head in both forearms, and closed its eyes.

Ming Qitian, Xing Yi, and Chang Zhiyuan also came over at this time and sat down around the stone table.

The black cat rolled over and sat up.

Several people took a look at it.

It looked directly at Ming Qitian, tilted its head slightly, and then walked over with elegant and quiet steps. Walked to Ming Qitian and squatted down, his supple tail swaying gently, and his blue eyes were clear and beautiful.

Ming Qitian stretched out a finger and gently scratched its chin.

"Meow~~"

Pei Li: "? ”

Then it gently slammed up Ming Qitian's arm, Ming Qitian was a little surprised, looked up at Pei Li, put it on his lap, and stroked it gently.

"Meow~~"

"......" Pei Ye didn't bother to pay attention to it, he also sat on the stone bench, turned to Xing Yi and said, "Lord Xing, how are the Shang brothers?" ”

"We were already some distance away at the time, and they weren't that attractive in comparison...... I hope I can come back smoothly. ”

"Hmm."

After being quiet for a while, Pei Ye said, "Do you think he will chase after him—Lord Xing, Lord Xing?" ”

"Huh? Oh, that depends on what His purpose is. Xing Yi retracted his daze gaze and said, "You have been with Him for longer, what do you think?" ”

“…… I don't know. ”

"I'm trying to know." The black cat said suddenly.

A few people knew that it was extraordinary, but only Chang Zhiyuan was bluffed: "It's ...... It'......"

"It's okay, Master Chang. Remember what I said about the dreaming mantle, this is it. ”

Chang Zhiyuan was dumbfounded, and it took a while to accept this information, and then he said a little crampedly: "I've given it food for the past two days...... Not very good. ”

"It's okay, it doesn't eat."

Chang Zhiyuan unconsciously stroked his beard and nodded slowly: "What has happened in the past few days?" We received a report from the villagers of Baizhu Village, saying that the demon tiger had eaten Lord Jing. ”

"Yes."

At this time, Xing Yi said: "Pei Shaoxia and Master Chang will talk first, now that I have recovered a little, I will go to heal my injuries first-Master Ming Sword, please." ”

"There is labor."

Watching the two leave, Pei Ye turned his head and slowly said this journey in the Xincang Mountain Range to Chang Zhiyuan, and when Pei Ye finished speaking, the two of them also finished healing.

In the following time, several people repaired well, especially Pei Ye and Xing Yi, the fatigue of the past few days is difficult to express.

Qi Qi never chased after him, but fortunately, after the dawn, Shang Lang and his party returned.

It's just that Shang Lang's face was a little worried.

"I saw a rabbit turn into blue water." He said.

……

……

Qi Qi's golden eyes watched Pei Li and the three of them disappear.

At this point, the consciousness belonging to Qiqi has been swallowed up - it does not have a black cocktail to protect it after all.

The wings retracted and fell to the ground.

If the parasite was still Pei Li, he must have felt that after devouring Qi Qi and the purple-robed people, more power had been liberated.

In the mountains and forests, morning birds begin to emerge from their nests, surrounded by insects and snakes. When the fierce fighting stops, you will find that this is not a scene for people to fight, but a place where all kinds of creatures have lived, multiplied, and fought for generations.

The voice of all souls is in your ears.

Starting with the claws, Qiqi's body began to split—or more appropriately, shattered—and it turned into countless blue, incomparably fine particles that flowed like sand to the ground.

Some are as big as knuckles, some are as small as mung beans, and some are smaller like grains or even hairs.

These tiny tissues were lifted into the air as a whole, and then scattered in all directions, and the entire jungle seemed to be raining a blue drizzle.

……

Within the drizzle, a worker ant is crawling towards the nest with a piece of debris.

There are many more ants like it, in a long line, each holding a piece of food.

Quite far ahead—past dozens of grasses, around three puddles, and finally over a boulder—a huge corpse was found, requiring hundreds of worker ants to lift.

They lifted it in the direction of the nest, but it was too big to fit through the gap between the boulder and the puddle, and after a dozen of their companions had drifted away, they decided to break it up there and carry it back to the nest piece by piece.

At this moment, a thin, shorter object floated down in front of him.

It has no color in its vision, but it is in terms of taste...... It was supposed to have disliked the taste before, but now it's irrepressibly drawn to the past.

The slender object was still shaking slightly, like a thread.

To move is to live, and to live means to eat.

This is the correct logic engraved in the genes for thousands of years, not to mention that it rarely sees something smaller than itself.

The tentacles staggered past, and as soon as it touched the object, the "thread" slammed towards it.

It felt its vision rise, and the piece of food it was holding suddenly became much lighter, and after turning around twice and not finding the "line", it crawled back into the queue and followed the team into the anthill.

Crawling to the familiar storage room to put down the debris, the companions continued to line up to carry it, but it suddenly smelled more "delicious".

Leaving the queue, crawling deeper alone, waving its tentacles in the darkness to catch the scent.

Finally came to a cavern, a place it had never been before.

It touched its tentacles with the soldier ants, which it noticed seemed to be getting smaller, and entered the tentacles after exchanging flavors.

It was full of the sound of rubbing, the winged companions walking around, feeding the mouths with food.

It wasn't supposed to have a memory, but it seemed to remember it - it and many of its companions seemed to have gone out of here.

It crawled over, and a chubby white larva opened its mouth and waited for food.

It opened a larger mouth and bit it off from it.

I don't know how long it took, but it came out of it, and it felt like the entrance was getting smaller.

At the same time, the always heroic companions at the door seemed to be delicious, so it ate them too, and continued to walk deeper.

……

A frog crouches in the grass.

It saw a huge ant "flowing" out of the nest, and it could not distinguish colors either, and had never seen anything like this before.

But it doesn't matter, being active is equal to living, and living means food.

This is the correct logic engraved in the genes for thousands of years.

It stuck out its tongue and swallowed the big ant, then startled, turned around and jumped back into the pond.

Because the grass shook, a considerable movement was coming at a rapid pace.

When I got closer, it turned out to be a rabbit with blue stripes growing on its skin.

Wherever it passed, the grass was also dyed blue.