he's a cat, demon

Back home, Miao Wu digested what Zhao Mao said.

Over the past thousand years, with the excessive occupation of nature by human beings, the aura of the human world has become thinner and thinner, and the probability of being a monster without any foundation in the human world is extremely low. It didn't go well.

He used to follow the cultivation method taught by Miao's mother, and absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon day and night, but it was useless. He couldn't even condense the demon pill.

Later, by chance, he was photographed by a little girl in a video, and the video was widely disseminated on the Internet, and Miao Wu became the first generation of Internet celebrity cats.

It was also during that time that Miao Wu found that his cultivation had suddenly advanced by a thousand miles.At the beginning, he didn't know the reason. It wasn't until later when he saw the shining popularity coming towards him from the human beings who were looking for him to feed him, that he realized that the love of human beings can help him cultivate.

After condensing into a demon pill and ignorantly learning to change form, Miao Wu immediately chose to enter the entertainment circle, because he needed more human love to make himself stronger.

The method of absorbing the essence of heaven and earth is not suitable for him, so he can only find another way.

Zhao Mao saw through the impureness of his demon power at a glance, and his popularity was complicated and difficult to control. While absorbing the love of human beings, Miao Wu could not refuse the malice towards him from those who didn't like him, so his demon core became more and more powerful. The more turbid it is, but because the strength has not declined, Miao Wu didn't care about it.

It wasn't until Zhao Mao spoke out about his differences today and the consequences of such differences that Miao Wu paid attention to his own problems.

Why didn't he doubt Zhao Mao's words?Because Miao Wu, who grew up in the human world, felt that Zhao Mao was the most hidden and trustworthy existence among all the people and monsters he had encountered so far.

What's more, there is no need for the other party to deceive themselves.

Miao Wu originally thought that what he was going to face next would be a very difficult training task, but when he arrived at Zhao Mao's home as scheduled the next day, he realized that things were different from what he had imagined.

Seeing them coming, Zhao Mao directly asked Miao Wu to hand over the little chicken to Feng Lin. Seeing Feng Lin jumping off the balcony with the little chicken, not knowing where to go to practice, Miao Wu looked at Zhao in a daze. Mao: "What about me?"

Zhao Mao turned back and walked back to the room, but went straight to the kitchen.

"Your foundation is not good, you need to start with food supplements."

Miao Wu, who followed him into the kitchen, was full of disbelief, almost thinking he was being tricked: "Shibu?"

Zhao Mao nodded: "You go outside and wait."

As if in a dream, Miao Wu retreated to the living room, sat on the sofa and watched TV, waiting patiently for the food tonic in the riser.

Soon, a strong fragrance came from the kitchen, which was different from everything Miao Wu had eaten in the past. There was a faint aura in this fragrance, which did not belong to the aura of the human world.

Unable to hold back his curiosity, Miao Wu came to the kitchen again and looked at Zhao Mao standing in front of the stove: "What did you cook? It smells so good."

"Thousand-year-old ginseng, the tonic used by the demon world to improve the physique of its children with poor physique, is also a panacea to make up for the loss of demon power." Zhao Mao replied.What he didn't say is that even in the demon world, this medicine is a rare and precious thing.

Miao Wu's eyes lit up: "Hearing what you said, the demon world seems to be in good shape?"

Zhao Mao shook his head: "Now the demon world is full of flames of war."

"War? Why are you fighting?" Miao Wu asked curiously.

Zhao Mao only answered in general: "The current situation in the demon world is very complicated."

Miao Wu pursed his lips and looked at him, seeing that he had no intention of explaining in detail, he curled his lips boredly and stopped asking, his eyes were fixed on the pot, and he concentrated on waiting for the delicious food to come out of the pot.

After all, for him who grew up in the human world, the demon world was a very distant existence.

After waiting for a long time, when Miao Wusheng was hungry, Zhao Mao finally turned off the fire and lifted the lid.

"Take the bowl and chopsticks." Zhao Mao instructed Miao Wu.

Miao Wu completed the task very obediently, sat at the dinner table and waited eagerly for Zhao Mao to serve him soup.

Taking the bowl handed over by Zhao Mao, looking at the milky white soup in the bowl and smelling the rich aura, Miao Wu carefully scooped up a spoonful of soup and put it to his mouth, pursing his lips to taste the first sip.

The moment he drank the soup, Miao Wu felt as if a warm current flowed through his body, and traces of spiritual energy gathered near his demon core, and were quickly absorbed by his demon core.

Different from the feeling when absorbing popularity, Miao Wu's mood is always easily affected by the emotions of the other party when absorbing popularity, because popularity is not pure, but the aura contained in this bowl of soup is different. The aura contained in the thousand-year-old grass is pure and Dense, Miao Wu absorbs such aura without any burden.

Miao Wu eagerly drank the rest of the soup, feeling his heart was full.

If his original demon core was like dry and cracked land, this bowl of soup was like a long-lost thunderstorm to him. It not only nourished his demon core, but also made him feel unprecedented ease and satisfaction.

Zhao Mao, this monster is too reliable!