Mu Chuyue returned to her small building and leaned comfortably on the soft sofa.
After repeatedly recalling that there were no mistakes left at the registration office or Fang Junkun's residence, he changed to a more comfortable position.
On the contrary, the cotton-ball-like bun was excited all the time.
Its ice-blue pupils were flashing with excitement, and it swept away its previous contempt and moved closer to Mu Chuyue with a face full of admiration.
Looking like this, he is still the unruly and troublesome spirit fox from before.
"Hey, can't you tell?
It turns out you are so powerful."
Baozi kept arching his small body, and the fur brushed Mu Chuyue's forearms a little itchy: "Kill a person when he says to kill, not even the bones and dregs are left."
Mu Chuyue had long known that Baozi was a little violent maniac who believed in power.
But it's a bit strange for such an overly excited reaction to appear on a certain fourth-level spirit beast.
As a beast, he should have calmed down when he saw some blood.
When it was Baozi's turn, it was as if he had seen murder for the first time.
This level of novelty was comparable to that of a beggar who had seen the grand scene of Zhongzhou for the first time.
It has a somewhat rare and strange taste.
Mu Chuyue looked at it, pursed her lips teasingly and chuckled: "Baozi, why are you so excited?"
"It's the first time this baby has seen such an exciting scene."
Baozi's jewel-like eyes were rolling around, but the words he said were enough to make other people's hair stand on end.
It seems that killing is something worth showing off in the eyes of the little guy.
"Don't tell me that as a fourth-level monster, you have never killed anyone."
It was Mu Chuyue's turn to be stunned.
"No," Baozi shook his head in confusion, and then explained his past "glorious achievements" as if claiming credit, "But I have killed many strange beasts."
"There are toads, silver-scaled birds, crystal-eating rhinoceros, and phantom flaming cows."
A series of names were announced by Baozi next to each other, and the trend was likely to continue endlessly.
It's just that the word "wonderful beast" seems strange no matter how I hear it.
There is no so-called concept of strange beasts among humans, because it only exists in the concept of the Eldar.
They habitually give a unique title to the beasts that can be eaten, including magical beasts, and that is "wonderful beasts".
This way you can avoid diaphragm sensitivity when eating animal meat.
It was as if the Eldar had transcended their status as Warcraft and became another advanced ethnic group that could keep pace with the Humans.
Mu Chuyue did not comment on this.
This vast continent is based on strength.
As long as it has enough power to suppress everyone, who will find out what race it is?
Even if that person insists that he is a race that never existed, that's okay.
But having said that, Baozi is reciting a lot of animal names, but it sounds like he is announcing the names of dishes.
"Pfft, don't tell me, all the living things you killed were raised in your own kitchen."
Mu Chuyue could no longer bear to make bold guesses.
"How do you know?"
Baozi was shocked, as if he had discovered the most important secret, and he suddenly lost all his energy.
Mu Chuyue suddenly realized.
It turns out that the ferocity the little guy showed during this period was all an act of pretense.
Apart from his mid-level fourth-level cultivation, he probably hasn't even had a real fight.
It is like a delicate flower that is perfectly protected in an ivory tower, relying entirely on imagination to view everything about the outside world.
Becoming a top spiritual beast that everyone is afraid of is Baozi's most authentic yearning deep in his heart.
"It turns out that a certain little ferocious beast was always just a soft bun." xx4911131: