The little golden pig didn’t notice anything and even burped contentedly.
It is impossible to be full without being full, and it can still eat no matter how much it eats.
When Shen Yizhi took out a spiritual stone, its eyes were as bright as searchlights, and it looked at her as if she was the only one in its life.
In the world of immortality, spiritual stones are not only a currency, but also contain rich spiritual energy. Wealth and aura are the favorites of Little Golden Pig.
It’s nose arched and it made a snorting sound.
—After eating a bunch of gold, silver and jewels, it finally regained some of its strength, and gained a little freedom outside its eyes.
“Want to eat?” Shen Yizhi asked knowingly.
The little golden pig blinked wildly, and the little tail behind its **** spun like a wind wheel.
Shen Yizhi held back his laughter, brought the spirit stone to its mouth, and let it swallow it.
If the previous gold and silver jewelry were green vegetables and tofu, then this spiritual stone is a braised pork dish! The degree of deliciousness is definitely not on the same scale.
After the little golden pig swallowed it whole, it looked at her longingly and asked for more!
Shen Yizhi showed a scheming smile, "You want more? I have a lot more here."
She reached out and brushed it across the table, and a pair of sparkling spiritual stones appeared.
The little golden pig’s eyes have become spiritual stone eyes.
If it hadn't been unable to move now, it would have pounced on it and feasted on it.
Shen Yizhi stroked its back and smiled like the wolf grandma coaxing Little Red Riding Hood: "Look, I didn't lie to you, did I? If you are willing to accept me as your master, then these spiritual stones will be yours." Yes, you can have as much as you want, how about it?”
The little golden pig didn’t respond.
Shen Yizhi thought, wouldn't it take this trick? Just when she was about to release a bunch of spiritual stones to increase the temptation, the little golden pig turned into a golden light and sank directly into her Dantian.
She looked inside her Dantian and "saw" the little golden pig rolling happily in her Dantian, "Master, Master, I want to eat spiritual stones!"
Shen Yizhi:…(⊙_⊙;)…
She overestimated the pig.
Shen Yizhi put a mark of spiritual consciousness on the little golden pig. Since it had completely surrendered to her, the process went smoothly.
After laying down the mark of divine consciousness, she officially contracted this little golden pig. No, it should be called a lucky pot.
Its function is to collect wealth from all directions. With it by her side, as the owner, she will be prosperous and have endless wealth.
She was very doubtful about this. She didn't know whether it would attract wealth or not, but she had seen that it could swallow up wealth.
It should be called the "gold-swallowing beast".
Shen Yizhi fed it some more spirit stones, and when it wanted to eat, he knocked it on the head: "You have already eaten a lot today, and you have to save the rest for tomorrow, do you understand?"
If you feed its appetite from the beginning, won’t she be eaten up by it and go bankrupt in the future?
The little golden pig snorted twice and pointed his **** towards her.
After eating a small pile of spiritual stones, it is already able to move to a small extent.
Shen Yizhi flicked his finger on its **** 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 up with her?"
“Her broken leg has recovered, and she has a trace of demonic energy.”
In the front yard, when Zhao Fulan passed a bush of flowers and trees, she made a gesture with her fingers hanging by her side. A wisp of black evil energy dripped from her fingertips like water droplets, and it turned into a mouse as big as a thumb when it landed on the ground.
The mouse had dark fur and two blood-red eyes. It disappeared into the flowers and trees in the blink of an eye.
Zhao Fulan curled her lips and continued walking out as if nothing had happened.
Out of the gate, Zhao Fulan glanced back at Prince Chen's Mansion, his eyes flashing a faint red light.
In the dungeon of the palace.
Qing Luan was imprisoned in the innermost cell. It was extremely cold here. She hugged her legs and huddled in the corner, staring at a piece of blue brick in front of her. The vicious curse in her heart was revealed through her eyes. This There was a gloomy and destructive aura lingering around her.
A mouse with black eyes and red eyes got in, quickly crawled to her side, and swallowed up all the dark aura around her.
Under the nourishment of this breath, the mouse's figure quickly expanded as if it had been blown out, 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 up to Qing Luan like a human.
“Ah, what the **** are you!” Qing Luan was so frightened that she couldn’t help but scream, “Get away! Don’t come over—”
"I'm here to help you. I can give you endless power so that you can avenge yourself. Doesn't Shen Yizhi look down on you? You can destroy her most cherished things and make her regret for the rest of her life..."
Under the seductive voice of the mouse, Qing Luan gradually calmed down.
Feeling the evil thoughts surging in her heart, the mouse actually showed a human smile. Its shadow was projected on the wall, far more ferocious than itself.
“Come on, don’t resist me, I will give you the power you want…”
The mouse approached her, and finally turned into a black smoke and disappeared into her body.
The jailer who heard the commotion and came to check on the situation walked outside her cell and said, "Why are you making such a fuss!"
Qing Luan sat there motionless, her long hair covering her face, her expression could not be seen clearly, it only made people feel perplexed.
The jailer cursed and turned to leave.
However, at this moment, Qingluan, who was still sitting motionless, suddenly passed through the fence and came out of the cell.
The jailer noticed the movement and turned around. His eyes suddenly opened wide. However, his neck was already pinched by Qing Luan and he could not utter a single syllable.
Click!
There was a crisp sound, and the jailer tilted his head.
Qing Luan opened his mouth, sucked in the resentment, fear and other negative emotions generated by the jailer, and licked his tongue intoxicatedly as if he had eaten something delicious.
Soon her hands were loosened, the jailer fell to the ground, and she stepped over his dead body.
The demonized Qing Luan fought her way through. Nourished by those negative and dark emotions, she became stronger and stronger, killing people more and more easily.
“Quick, go and report to the prince!” The person in charge of the dungeon said to a jailer.
He took the initiative to confront Qing Luan.
At this time, Qing Luan's eyes were cloudy and blood-red, his skin was blue and purple, and there were pustules on his body. He had turned into a non-human being.
She glanced at the jailer who was running away. Her hair suddenly grew up, and the back hair first entangled him and dragged him back. She dug into his stomach with ten long purple nails.
In an instant, the jailer’s intestines and internal organs flowed all over the floor.
When the person in charge saw this scene, his face turned pale and he was sweating profusely. His hands were soaked with sweat and were so slippery that he could no longer hold the knife.
After a while, Qing Luan walked out of the dungeon.
The exit of the dungeon is in a small, secluded courtyard in a corner of the palace.
No one usually comes here, and there are many weeds and fallen leaves, making it look a bit desolate.
But in the eyes of children, it is a good place to have fun.
At this moment, Qingbao and the other three are catching bugs and digging holes.