The poor rich and poor were fed by the beasts

Chapter 5

Eight thousand?The man stopped in his footsteps, and the profile of his face when he turned his head made everyone gasp.

Mom, this guy is too handsome!

Before the man could say anything, Dong Yan waved his hand, "Not for sale, not for sale." Then he pulled him into the house.

He turned his head and muttered, "Dayang, why did you become a human? Don't show the monster casually, the Demon Management Bureau will come to arrest you..."

When he raised his head again, Dong Yan was stunned.

The 1.9-meter-high man lowered his head slightly, his dog-like hair still couldn't hide his handsome face, his deep facial features had already transcended the mundane world, and his delicate eyebrows and eyes were burning and seductive.

He was wearing an old and torn undershirt and shorts, and his hideous tattoos snaked from his arms to his neck, hiding in the thin ends of his hair.The golden sunlight fell on the side of his face, and his cold and charming face was even more dazzling than the scorching sun.

The man's face was calm. When he took off the giant snake on his shoulders, he seemed inexplicably like an old man entering the city taking off the sacks on his shoulders, but he acted recklessly.

"Gift." The man pointed to the big monster with a snake body and two tails on the ground.

Dong Yan's breathing was almost stagnant, and the scorching breath was still spreading, but the temperature outside had dropped a bit visible to the naked eye.

"Fat, fat??" He stammered, his indifferent appearance was broken, revealing an unbelievable sense of brokenness.

He rode the little yellow car for half a month without seeing the big monster, who was carried by the big sun to the front.

The man then took out a crumpled piece of paper from his patched trouser pocket and handed it to him.

As the things were given, the appearance of the boy came into view completely.

He was just wearing a simple white T-shirt and loose shorts. From the perspective of a tall human being, his slender, white legs were not as thick as his arms.

The small lips are pursed, and the delicate facial features are still a bit immature, and the eyes are as clear and blue as the sea, with fragmented light and shadow like the waves of water.

This is a golden little dragon that has just been weaned.

The elegant body is covered with pure-colored scales, and the golden color is three points more beautiful than gold.

He was caught off guard by the happy eyes of the little dragon cub.

Dong Yanzai read the letter carefully, and the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably, revealing a small dimple, looking obedient and soft.

"Are you going to live with me in the future? Aunt Xian said that you are very good at raising dragons."

"Do you know how to raise dragons?"

As soon as she said the delicate and soft words, she was rubbed on the head by a big palm.

The posture of the big white bird pulling its hair and head turned into a human form has not changed at all. Dong Yan was forced to lower her head slightly, her messy blond hair was messed up, and it curled up a few mischievous arcs.

"Yin... Xu." It seemed that he hadn't spoken for a long time. The voice of the big white bird was very low and hoarse, and the tone was a bit strange, but it was very round and magnetic, with the unique crispness and sweetness of birds.

Having said it once, Yin Xu's speech became smoother, and as the demon pattern on his arm was agitated and pulled, the ferocious texture disappeared into his collar.

"Yin Xu, Gongsun Xian..."

"I know, I know." Dong Yan muttered, "Aunt Xian said before that she has a nephew who is coming to stay temporarily."

But no one left, so he came.

Dong Yan's eyes were slightly red, like a soft rabbit, she raised her head and made a serious and firm promise: "You can live with me for as long as you want."

Yin Xu nodded calmly, squatted down and picked up the dead fat left on the ground, holding the body of the snake with his big palms, and the fat meat underneath made him swallow his throat, feeling a little hungry.

"Do you eat meat?"

Dong Yan nodded, told him to wait a moment, climbed onto the high stool with his mobile phone, and took a condescending photo of Fei Yi's death.

"Okay, I'll notify the Demon Control Bureau."

Fairy Bureau?Yin Xu's hand grabbing the snake tightened abruptly, and his eyes turned away from Dong Yan for a moment.

That terrorist organization that snatches food from monsters, forces monsters to work, and cremates dead monsters for funerals?

He looked down at the fat snake again. This snake is very fat and strong. If you eat it...

Yin Xu touched his stomach, he was very hungry, even if he ate this snake, he would only be full.What's more, you have to raise a young dragon, and you can't even eat the most tender parts.

He couldn't help sighing, and when Xiaolong didn't pay attention, he sent the snake to the chopping board. He didn't even dare to sharpen the knife, so he quickly chopped the snake with a few knives.

Dong Yan finished talking with Deputy Director Xie of the Demon Management Bureau on the mobile phone, and said that they would send someone to deal with it.

Hearing the movement, Mao Mao poked his head at the kitchen door, and saw two snake tails falling from the smooth marble counter in front of the glass window that covered half of the wall. A man covered with tattoos was holding a bloody kitchen knife, chopping the cutting board. The sky-shattering sound.

He obviously didn't look back, but he knew that Xiaolong poked his head in as if he had eyes behind his back, and waved behind his back.

Dong Yan went over obediently, and handed something soft and steamy to her mouth.

Just as he was about to ask, it was stuffed into his mouth.

Dong Yan swallowed it whole and realized something was wrong: "Oh, it's so fishy!"

He covered his mouth with bloody tears, and felt the smell of blood in his mouth. He hurriedly poohed, and ran to the bathroom to rinse his mouth several times before suppressing the smell a little.

At this time, the Kung Fu Demon Management Bureau knocked on the door outside, and he dragged his slippers to open the door. Outside was the Lingshoumu youth who was seriously injured by the Demon Management Bureau half a month ago.

The young man smiled at him: "Meet you again, Mr. Xiao, allow me to introduce myself. My surname is Lin, Lin Zhijie, and my body is a longevity tree that can prolong life. I will be responsible for your connection with the Demon Control Bureau."

As soon as he came in, he heard the sound of chopping meat in the kitchen, and he couldn't help being curious: "Is Mr. Xiao's house chopping meat?"

Dong Yan was forced by the taste in his mouth to not want to speak, and he always looked expressionless and indifferent, so Lin Zhijie didn't feel disappointed when he didn't get an answer.

He stood at the entrance and spread out the documents in his hand, behind him were several colleagues who sent the cage out of the car.

"Mr. Xiao, I would like to ask about the process of Fat Yi's death, and take back Fat Yi's body for research purposes."

Dongyu: Lin Zhijie didn't get an answer, so he asked suspiciously, "Is it convenient for Mr. Xiao to answer?"

Just as he was talking, Lin Zhijie saw a man coming out with a blood-stained kitchen knife in his hand. He was wearing an old vest and shorts, and he stepped on the ground with bare feet. The hideous tattoos snaked from his arms to behind his ears. , looks very bad.

The exotic look under the disheveled hair made people's pupils tremble, and it was hard to describe the amazement of that moment.

"It's like this." As soon as he spoke, he changed from a bad male god to a simple and innocent citizen.

Yin Xu showed his innocence in a few words, and said in a flat and terrified tone: "It's really scary to see such a monster on the road."

Lin Zhijie let out an "uh" and asked in confusion and hesitation: "You mean, you picked up Fat Yi's body from the road?"

Yin Xu glanced at him blamingly, the dissatisfaction in his eyes made Lin Zhijie feel confused: "I'm just an ordinary little monster, how dare I do anything to such a vicious big monster?"

Lin Zhijie hesitated, and asked offensively, "What is your race?"

"White Pigeon." Yin Xu took out a card from his trouser pocket and handed it over.

This card can be said to be weather-beaten, with scratches and scratches, and the words on it are vaguely unclear, but the deep numbers can still be read. Lin Zhijie took out his mobile phone and entered the system of the Demon Management Bureau to inquire about his past experience.

After confirming the race, he politely returned the things, "In this case, the cause of Fat's death is unknown, and we need to recover Fatty's body according to the law."

Meeting his gaze, Yin Xu's expression suddenly became intriguing, his eagle-like black eyes seemed to be staring into the abyss, just looking at each other was enough to make people uneasy.

Under his gaze, Lin Zhijie began to hesitate instinctively, feeling that what she said was unforgivable and offended him.

"Excuse me, is there a problem?"

"Fat Yi." Yin Xu opened his mouth slowly, and he waved to Dong Yan, his rough fingers gripped his jaw, and slowly brushed the watery lips.

The ambiguous movement brushed against the flushed cheeks, and Dong Yan blinked her blue eyes blankly, only feeling a tingling in her back.

Yin Xu said meaningfully: "It has been eaten."

Dongyu:? ?

Under Dong Yan's watchful eyes, Yin Xu said sincerely: "What you just ate is the fat left gallbladder."

Dongyu:! !

That stuff is still alive!No wonder it's so fishy.