Demi-Humans Cultivating Demons: I Use My Own Corpse To Refine Bones

Bone Gate-Common Service Area-Xinbusi District City,

At the gate of the city, the extremely strong smell of blood made the handyman disciples queuing up at the gate break out in cold sweat and did not dare to move.

Mo Bai was used to it, dragging an ordinary wild deer into the city quickly.

The purpose of this wild deer is to cover up the scent of evil meat. Mo Bai doesn't want to get himself into the eyes of interested people just because he improves his food.

Along the way, Mo Bai didn't meet a single handyman. The road that was sparse yesterday was deserted today.

Mo Bai glanced around and saw several handyman disciples escaping in a hurry. The doors of all the houses he passed were closed.

"We are all magicians. Are we afraid of being like this?"

The corner of Mo Bai's mouth twitched slightly, and then he committed suicide tens of thousands of times. That's it.

After hundreds of thousands or millions of suicides, the monks may be frightened to death.

Silently speeding up his pace, he finally returned to the small courtyard.

Opening the courtyard door, Leng Qingshuang was chopping firewood and cooking. Her rough linen clothes couldn't cover her growing figure.

"came back."

The voice sounded a bit cold, but Mo Bai didn't take it seriously. This was her nature.

"Well, I'll do it."

Mo Bai wanted to take the axe, but Leng Qingshuang did not let go as usual, but lowered her head and continued to chop wood.

Silent rejection.

Mo Bai didn't force it and let Leng Qingshuang continue chopping firewood.

"Today we will improve the food."

"Wait for me to deal with it."

Leng Qingshuang kept chopping firewood in her hands and replied lightly with a firm tone.

She had just seen the wild deer behind Mo Bai, and she had expected it.

Mo Bai grabbed Leng Qingshuang's wrist chopping firewood and took the ax. His eyes were like a torch, as if he could see through people's hearts:

"It's not deer, it's monster meat."

Before he finished speaking, a pile of meat pieces appeared out of thin air in the yard, one foot high, which was a lot for two people.

After Mo Bai grabbed the ax, he let go.

"I process monster meat."

Leng Qingshuang no longer insisted on chopping firewood, walked to the pile of meat, carefully selected a piece of meat with the best appearance, and washed it carefully.

In the yard, the sounds of chopping firewood and chopping meat are intertwined, creating a harmonious and comfortable atmosphere.

...

The bright moon hangs high like daylight, and the alluring fragrance fills the yard.

A man and a woman were sitting on the ground, with cooked monster meat in a wooden basin.

Mo Bai picked up a piece and tasted it. The long-lost taste of the meat made him feel relaxed physically and mentally.

The meat was made by Leng Qingshuang. She didn't move her chopsticks. Her bright eyes seemed to be smiling:

"smell?"

"very good."

Mo Bai was chewing pieces of meat in his mouth, his eyes deliberately falling into the basin.

After hearing Mo Bai's reply, Leng Qingshuang's mouth curved slightly.

He picked up a piece, bit it down gently with his silver teeth, slightly closed his red lips, and the rich meaty taste exploded in his mouth.

Especially since I haven’t tasted meat for many years, the taste cannot be described in words.

Later, the two of them didn't communicate with each other the whole time, and the large bowl of meat quickly decreased, and they didn't stop until they couldn't eat any more.

After the meal, the two of them cuddled up in the courtyard, quietly looking up at the stars and consuming the monster meat.

"Qingshuang, we will eat monster meat every day from now on."

Mo Bai recalled the taste of monster meat and couldn't help but say this, this can indeed be done.

Lying in Mo Bai's arms, Leng Qingshuang moved his head a few times and reached Mo Bai's chest.

"No need."

She knew that the monsters were not easy to deal with, and how many servant disciples had died at the mouths of the monsters.

Hearing the worry in Qingshuang's tone, Mo Bai did not explain, thinking that she would understand if he had the opportunity to take her out once later.

The moon hung high and gradually disappeared, leaving me sleepless all night.

Huddled in Mo Bai's arms, Leng Qingshuang's eyes remained motionless, staring directly at the stars. There was only one thought in her mind:

"It would be nice if it stayed like this forever..."

But she knew in her heart that this was impossible and the end would be in one month.

"I wish time would pass slower."

I don't know when a tear fell from the corner of my eye.

The moment the tears fell, a white star fell from the sky and cut through the sky, creating a resonance that spanned time and space.

Leng Qingshuang's mind was brought into a cold world, where everything withered and time and space were frozen.

Maybe it's a moment, maybe it's ten thousand years.

By the time Leng Qingshuang came to her senses, the sun and moon had already completed their alternation, and the sun was born.

"Mo Bai, the meteor just now..."

"Meteor? What meteor?"

Mo Bai looked confused. He had been awake and didn't notice the meteor flashing across the starry sky.

"I saw it, a white star.

And the soul seemed to be sucked into it. "

It was rare for Leng Qingshuang to say so many words. She was sure that she was not dreaming.

"An adventure?"

Mo Bai lowered his head and looked at the girl in his arms,

"Qingshuang, do you feel any changes in your body?

Or is it a breakthrough induction? "

Leng Qingshuang didn't know why, but she still followed Mo Bai's advice and closed her eyes to feel it carefully.

After a while, she looked like she was in disbelief:

"Mo Bai, I... broke through!

Breaking through the sensory realm! "

His head was buried in Mo Bai's arms, with tears hidden in the corners of his eyes.

Mo Bai was equally happy as he patted Leng Qingshuang's back gently:

"Congratulations."

"Um."

But there was some worry between Mo Bai's brows: Is it really an adventure?

...

After temporarily calming down her excitement, Leng Qingshuang suddenly stood up, opened her mouth slightly, and hesitated to speak.

"I...you..."

One final stamp of feet:

"are you hungry?

Its daybreak. "

The cold face was rarely stained with blush.

Mo Bai's eyes were full of smiles and he also stood up.

"I must be hungry."

The two looked at each other speechlessly, and finally Leng Qingshuang was defeated and broke the calm:

"Then you chop wood and I'll cook."

"good"

After a while, the familiar sounds of chopping firewood and chopping meat were heard again in the yard.