Cute Beast World: Beast Husband, Memeda!

Slowly stuff the sacred tree seeds into the body's mouth.

She didn't know what was going on, but her body was obviously lifeless, but she could still consciously swallow the seeds.

The wounds on the body's abdomen healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, it became smooth as before, leaving not even a trace of scar.

It was as if she had never been hurt.

He slowly bent down and looked closely at his face: "My body has healed, so why is my soul still in Yu Tian's body? Logically speaking, with the seeds and body together, I should be able to return to my original body. Are you in?"

Xiaoba was also surprised: "It's strange, why didn't you go back to your original body? Could there be something wrong in the middle?"

"Isn't it? I worked so hard to find the seeds and body, and I was just one step away from success. You actually told me that there was an accident?!" Xuanyuan was a little crazy.

"Don't worry first, let me think about it."

As a result, Xiaoba thought about this for several days, but still had no results.

Xuanyuan was quite anxious at first, but then he became anxious and became less anxious.

Anyway, there is no rush.

The Sea of ​​Illusion is too quiet. There are no entertainment activities. Even playing Landlord is missing.

Out of boredom, I slowly began to think about building a cabin on the island.

To build a house, you must first lay the foundation.

Xuanyuan didn't have a hoe or shovel, so she turned directly into a silver dragon and dug a hole in the ground with her claws. After a while, she dug a hole about two meters deep.

She found wood and stones and began to lay the foundation.

Seeing that she was making a lot of noise, Xingchen couldn't help but asked, "What are you doing?"

"I'm going to build a house."

Hearing this, Xingchen became even more surprised: "What are you doing building a house?"

"Of course I just sleep and live my life."

Xingchen's expression was quite complicated: "Do you really plan to live here?"

"Um."

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

"Why are you afraid of you?" He slowly picked up a piece of wood and inserted it into the soil. "I'm a demigod now. If I really want to fight, I won't be afraid of you."

Xingchen said: "You are no match for me."

He said slowly and leisurely: "Young man, there is still a long way to go in life. Don't be too confident in yourself. If you are slapped in the face, it will not look good."

She pointed to the stone at his feet: "Bring it to me."

The stone is very big, weighing at least a hundred pounds according to visual inspection.

Xingchen raised his hand, and a vine came out of his sleeve, rolled up the stone, and placed it in front of Xuanyuan.

"Thank you." He slowly pressed the stone onto the soil and stepped on it hard.

Stardust hasn't done much painting in the past two days.

He found it more interesting to watch a house being slowly built than to paint.

He had never seen anyone build a house like this.

Watching a small wooden house gradually take shape.

The cabin is fragile and Stardust can completely destroy it with just a push.

But Xingchen was a little reluctant to part with it.

He looked at Xuanyuan busying around, feeling a little unspeakably annoyed in his heart, but besides being annoyed, he was also a little indescribably happy.

Slowly squatting on the roof, he shouted to Stardust below: "Bring up the hay."

"Won't you come down and get it yourself?" Xingchen was not used to being ordered to work, but he couldn't help but pick up a pile of hay with his hands and climbed up the stairs to the roof.

The hay he held in his arms was piled so high that his head could hardly be seen.

She was a little funny. She reached out to take the hay and put it on the roof. She touched his hair and said, "What a good boy."

Stardust: "..."

He lived for a long time, but most of the time, others maintained an attitude of awe and fear towards him.

Over the years, Xuanyuan was the only orc who dared to touch his head and praise him as a good boy.

He looked at Suixiang who was busy spreading hay on the roof, and couldn't help but ask: "Are you really not afraid that I will kill you?"

Although her face is as beautiful as a little angel, her words are cruel.

Xuanyuan has become accustomed to this.

She said without raising her head: "Anyway, I've already died once, so it doesn't matter if I die again."

The word "death" was spoken lightly by her.

Xingchen was a little unhappy, and his delicate nose wrinkled slightly: "Who were you killed by?"

"What are you doing? Do you still want to find that person and give him a big red flower?"

"I'm going to kill him."

Slowly, his men paused, looked up at him, and felt surprised: "You want to help me get revenge? I can't tell, you actually care about me so much."

Xingchen stared at her: "You are my thing. Even if you want to die, you can only be killed by me. No one else can touch you."

If he said this as an adult, Xuanyuan might be a little scared.

But now he has the appearance of a teenager, with a handsome appearance, a bit green and immature facial features, and with his clear voice, he looks less like a perverted paranoid and more like a cute middle school boy.

Xuanyuan couldn't help but chuckle: "The person who killed me is already dead. If you want to seek revenge from him, you will have to wait until the next life."

"I have no next life."

"I almost forgot, you are an immortal little monster." He slowly said with a smile while smoothing the hay.

Stardust used to hate others using the word "monster" to describe herself.

But when he saw her smiling face, he suddenly felt that these two words were not so hateful.

He said: "You are also a monster. You can be resurrected after death."

"Well, I'm a big monster and you're a little monster," he slowly poked him, "little monster, please hold your feet high and step aside."

Stardust took two steps to the side.

Slowly spread hay over the place where he had been standing.

The roof was covered with hay. In order to prevent it from being blown away by the wind, some stones were slowly brought over to suppress the hay on the roof.

Well, what she was holding was a slate with all the paintings drawn by Stardust.

Stardust was a little unhappy: "That's my painting."

"Anyway, you draw a lot, so why don't you lend me a few pieces?" He slowly looked up at the cabin in front of him and looked up and down, "Well, that's enough for the outside. We should work on the inside."

Stardust followed her like a little tail, watching her busy around.

The originally empty room was quickly occupied by various odd-style wooden furniture.

Xuanyuan specially made three beds.

"These two are mine," slowly pointed to the smaller bed, "that one is yours."

Stardust touched the bed board. It was hard and it must be very uncomfortable to lie on it.

But he quite liked it.

He sat on the bed and didn't want to get up.

Slowly carrying her body in and putting it on the bed, she said to Xingchen, "I want to go out."

Xingchen immediately jumped to the ground with a fierce look: "Where are you going?"

"I have to get some carnivore skins and seasonings. I eat potatoes every day, and my mouth almost tastes like bird."

Stardust has no requirements for food. Anyway, to him, it doesn’t matter if he doesn’t eat or drink.

He said with a sullen face: "You are not allowed to go."