An hour later, all the ingredients in the kitchenette were eaten.

Fu Ling'an and the others were about to go out of their bodies.

Yanbao's amount of food......

It's not scary!

It's a thriller!

Mu Ling asked the little guy in a low voice.

"Yanbao, do you know what you are?"

Xiao Yanbao looked confused.

"Doudou, Yanbao is Yanbao."

Mu Ling coughed and reminded her.

"But Yanbao ...... No child can eat so much. ”

Xiao Yanbao gave a very good explanation.

"Yan Bao knows, but the pots and pots have been cooking, and Yan Bao doesn't eat it...... It seems like a waste. ”

Mu Ling was dumbfounded.

"So actually...... Yanbao, you're not that hungry? ”

Xiao Yanbao smacked his mouth.

Then he looked at Mu Ling with some pity.

"Doudou, Yanbao is getting more and more hungry now."

Mu Ling kept swallowing.

Fu Ling'an was next to him, and he heard the conversation between the two clearly.

"Yanbao, do you know gluttony?"

Yanbao really knew that A-Niang had told her stories before.

"I know, I know, it's a fierce beast that loves to eat."

Fu Ling'an looked a little embarrassed, but he still said it.

"Yanbao, what do you think...... You and gluttony ......"

Before Fu Ling'an could finish speaking, Xiao Yanbao interrupted him angrily.

"Kiss around, Yanbao is a person, it must be different from gluttony!"

Fu Ling'an's sentence "Are you human, can you really be sure" came to his lips, and he held back the big clean and innocent eyes of his niece in the milk bag.

Xiao Yanbao was vigilant, and the little milk voice was lowered, which sounded very sour and stuffy.

"Dear Doudou, do you think Yanbao ...... Isn't it human? ”

A-Niang said that you must remember that you are a human being.

She's human!

Fu Lingan subconsciously vetoed.

"It's people! Uncle's words are definitely human! He's a super awesome person! ”

Xiao Yanbao laughed.

I think of the "movie" I saw in a huge painting in my dream, which features an animated character wearing a red cape over his underwear.

Awesome!

Everyone called him Superman.

So Xiao Yanbao's milk laughed.

"That's right! Yanbao is now a very powerful person, a superman! ”

As long as her teeth are no longer long, and she doesn't bite like the walking dead zombies in the huge paintings, she's not a zombie, right?

She must not be a zombie!

How can she be such a good-looking zombie!

Although the zombie elders seem to be good-looking, they are all adults.

She didn't see a little zombie as beautiful and cute as she was in the huge painting.

There are also small zombies, but most of them are very vegetable.

And it's ugly and smelly.

Xiao Yanbao decisively cut off the relationship between himself and the zombies.

Fu Lingan breathed a sigh of relief, for fear that her niece would cry.

If Ji Wuchen comes back later, he will think that he has bullied his daughter.

He is not afraid of fighting with Ji Wuchen, but he is afraid that he will be tied up with Ji Wuchen and thrown on the same bed by the third granddaughter of the milk bag, that is really ......

Looking back now, he couldn't help but want to kill the other party.

I also want to gouge out their eyes.

Can't think!

Fu Ling'an noticed that the anger in his body began to surge again, and he hurriedly suppressed it with internal force.

But with little effect.

He knew that he was about to lose control of his emotions again.

"Yanbao, my uncle has something to do and go out, you and General Mu have a good rest here, and my uncle will come back to see you."

Without waiting for Xiao Yanbao to speak, Fu Lingan turned around and left.

Lu Huaijin, who was in the room on the side, sensed that His Majesty was in a wrong mood and ran out quickly.

"Your Majesty, wait."

His Majesty looked as if he was about to get sick again.

But the last time I saw the little county lord, I actually pressed it down strangely.

He thought His Majesty had found a way to suppress his emotions.

Fu Ling'an had just taken a step when he felt his sleeve robe being pulled by someone.

He turned around quickly, and Xiao Yanbao, who was holding his sleeve with his chubby hand, looked at him with his little head up.

"Dear Doudou, you're not feeling well."

Fu Ling'an struggled to suppress his tyrannical emotions and barely squeezed out a fairly gentle smile.

"Yan Bao is good, my uncle ......"

Xiao Yanbao spoke quickly.

"Uncle, can you squat down?"

Fu Ling'an's cheek muscles began to twitch, Lu Huaijin saw that it was not good, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop Xiao Yanbao, so as not to hurt Xiao Yanbao when His Majesty fell ill.

It's just that before he could pass, he was stopped by the three parties.

One was Mu Ling, who directly buckled his shoulder.

One was Fu Ling'an, avoiding his hand and squatting down directly.

There is also a small word treasure.

Xiao Yanbao is talking to him directly.

"Lu Susu, do you let me do it, Yanbao will take a look at it."

My uncle's whole breath doesn't look right.

Before, Xiao Yanbao always thought that his uncle liked to be angry.

But when she got up from sleep and looked at her uncle, she found that her uncle was covered with a layer of black fog.

As for what those black fogs were, she didn't know.

No one taught her.

But it doesn't matter.

Xiao Yanbao thinks that everything can be eaten.

So at the moment when Fu Ling'an half-squatted down, Xiao Yanbao opened his little mouth and snorted.

The little mouth opened very wide, and Fu Ling'an's pupils subconsciously shrank.

Even Mu Ling and Lu Huaijin on the side were also surprised.

Lu Huaijin couldn't help but ask.

"Yanbao, you are ...... What to eat? ”

After taking a sip, Fu Ling'an's eyes suddenly lit up after the black mist around Fu Ling'an.

I found that although those black mist were not as good as the black qi to fill the belly, they ...... It seems like a good snack to eat.

Xiao Yanbao sucked it clean, and then explained with a smile.

"Black fog of food."

Lu Huaijin: "...... What? ”

Black fog?

He subconsciously looked around His Majesty.

His Majesty's surroundings are very clean, and the weather is good today, the warm sun is in the sky, and the begonia flowers in the small courtyard are blooming, looking like spring and Jingming, and the warmth is harmonious.

Where is the black fog?

They are all their own people, and Xiao Yanbao does not lie.

"Those who are close to each other were eaten by Yanbao."

Lu Huaijin and Mu Ling quickly stared at Fu Ling'an.

Fu Lingan also subconsciously looked around him.

He was sure he was very clean all around.

Even the ghosts who are not afraid of the sun can't escape his eyes.

But nothing.

Xiao Yanbao looked at Fu Ling'an with sparkling eyes.

"Dear Doudou, what do you think?"

Fu Ling'an raised his eyebrows.

"Huh?"

Lu Huaijin hurriedly looked at Fu Ling'an.

Then his pupils widened a little.

"Your Majesty, the anger around you ...... It seems like...... Gone. ”

Fu Lingan frowned.

"Huh?"

Mu Ling took a closer look and found that Fu Ling'an, who originally felt very gloomy, looked a lot softer at this time.

It's like a dark and damp cave that has finally come into contact with the warm sun.

The gloom receded, the dampness was no longer there, and the once dark and damp cave suddenly bloomed in spring, which was refreshing.

Mu Ling suddenly asked Fu Ling'an.

"Has His Majesty Beiyuan always been suffering from a stubborn illness?"

Lu Huaijin was ready to vague the topic.

After all, His Majesty, as the monarch of the Northern Abyss, naturally can't let the foreign hussar generals know about his physical condition.

Fu Lingan nodded with a smile and hugged Xiao Yanbao directly.

"Yes, I have been fed severe poison since I was a child, which has caused mental problems, and as I get older, my emotions become more and more uncontrollable, and only blood and killing can gradually calm the mood of the riot."

Mu Ling: "......"

No wonder he is called the Tyrant of the Northern Abyss.

This is clearly deliberate.