"I always think that you are speaking strangely now, and I haven't even called a word from the master. Forget it, let you recover first and then worry about other things."

As soon as Leas finished speaking, he suddenly flew out of the pit and disappeared directly into Jevrey's eyes.

Jevre Wen lay bored on the rough gravel ground, his godless green eyes staring at the pit wall intricately, and quietly pondering while the six-legged monster left.

This little monster is weird!

Why is it so good to Jevre, the little coward? Things are definitely not as simple as you see on the surface. There must be something strange about it!

Perhaps those words can conquer the young and ignorant little demons, but how could an adult who has a rich experience not feel that something is strange?

There is an old saying: show your kindness if you have nothing to do, either you are a traitor or a thief!

Where can we get love and hate for no reason in this world?

During the time when Xiaoqiemo was unconscious in the maze cave, what unknown happened to make an old monster that broke the seal take away an ordinary Xiaoqiemo as his servant, and also save Xiaoqiemo's life repeatedly.

During these days, from the soul of Jevre, who was talking to himself, he heard a few words of rebirth slowly chasing all clues.

What body has the bloodline of the master of food and what respect is very doubtful.

When this six-legged monster met Xiaoqiemo for the first time, didn’t he still want to seize Xiaoqiemo’s bloodline? How could he become so amiable in an instant?

Is it so funny? It's obviously impossible.

The warm current that was hanging on his life was really the willing contribution of this little monster?

How could a stranger who has only been meeting for a few days be so kind?

Jefrey, who was influenced by countless online information, had a hundred thousand whys floating in his mind, which made his already seriously injured body exhausted and he couldn't help but doze off.

No matter what, at least you have to pursue these unknown things after your injury is healed. Anyway, you cannot turn against the little monster before this, otherwise it would be miserable.

The drowsy Jefrey Wen didn't know how long he had been lying quietly there, but he just felt like he was living like the New Year.

Suddenly, something was slowly falling above the deep pit, falling gently beside Jevrewen, awakening him completely in a daze.

Jevrevan turned his head hard toward the behemoth next to him.

It was a dead dog-headed monster, with a thin body covered with thin scales and the sharp claws at the ends of the four legs, which made people shudder.

Is this the prey in the mouth of the little monster?

Jefrey Wen would not naively think that he was the illegitimate son of the goddess of luck. How many people can be lucky to encounter the prey in the sky!

Jefrey Wen couldn't help but turn his head around and search for the little monster with a sleepy eyes.

"Yevre, what are you looking for? I'm on the tail of this dog-headed monster! It's true that I'm a creature in the middle level of the mortal level. If I hadn't used some evil moves, it would have been not so easy to kill him."

The crisp voice had just reached Jevre. Wen's ears, and Leas's strange body appeared in front of Jevre. Wen's eyes.

Jevrei Wen looked at the pink-skinned six-legged monster and found that it was obviously weaker than when he left. He couldn't help but feel a little grateful in his heart.

No matter what bad intentions he has, at least for now, it is really the only life-saving straw.

"Thank you! I really remember it in my heart!"

"What are you saying? You look like a ghost now, but you can't be your servant. Come and have a few bites quickly. Your thin bloodline of the Lord of Food can restore you to your original state."

The proud Leas seemed to have overlooked an important matter and hurriedly urged the little coward who was lying on the ground to come.

"Haha, how can I eat it in my mouth now? I have to ask you to make some meat and put it in my mouth."

The somewhat speechless Jevrei Wen had to owe a favor again and whispered to ask.

"Oh, look at my mind, I'm really confused by the battle just now."

"You are going to make some meat foam. For you, the meat in the middle level of the mortal level is a great replenishment. This trunk that is twenty feet long can be kept so good to keep it for you."

Leas slapped his head and said unapologetically.

Jevre Vin stared at Leas in the air, and saw one of his small wrists and feet swinging, and a dagger less than a foot long flew up from the ground.

The dagger is not good-looking, but it is very sharp. It easily cuts the thin scales of the dog-headed monster and digs out a ball of muscle the size of a palm.

The gray muscle mass floated in front of Leas's eyes, and was quickly cut back and forth by a short dagger, and in an instant it turned into thin pieces of meat.

The extremely fine meat scraps fell straight towards Jevrey's mouth.

Jefrey Wen chewed the slightly sour meat residue carefully and a strong smell of blood. It was really not a good quality ingredient with excellent taste, bad reviews!

While evaluating the flesh of the dog-headed monster with his profession instinctively, he slowly swallowed it.

It felt so strange that the food had just passed through the esophagus and fell into the stomach. It was quickly digested, and then turned into a trace of warm current, nourishing every part of the seriously damaged body.

Jefrey Wen obviously felt that his health had improved a little, and he couldn't help but stare at the smiling little monster, and he asked again in a hurry.

"It works, come back soon! I'm really troubled you."

Leas didn't care about the servant's strange attitude, and continued to dance with a sharp little dagger with a free expression.

Balls of gray meat scraps were swallowed by the anxious Jefrey. His voracious look made Leas laugh.

"What are you anxious about? There are so many meats, they are all yours. I'm too lazy to compete with you."

Jefrey, who was shocked by his rapidly changing body, had no time to deal with the little monster, but just felt every change in his body carefully.

After a large amount of meat residue was quickly digested, with the increasingly obvious warm current, the hole in the stomach started to squirm at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then it stuck straight together, and no trace of the wound could be seen.

It's so magical, just like memory metal.

Jefrey Wen, who had completely believed that he was about to recover, desperately swallowed the meat residue that had not penetrated his stomach, and just wanted to grow hands and feet again at the base of his itchy limbs.

The dream has really come true!

Jevrey Wen looked at the base of the bare limbs, and bones and granulations appeared little by little, extending slowly but constantly.

Although accompanied by the intense pain and the itch that I wanted to scratch, Jefrey Wen was extremely excited and excited.

An hour passed, and Jevrey, who had swallowed more than five times his body's muscles, finally got intact and grew his hands and feet again.

"This feeling of being able to run or jump is great!"
Chapter completed!