Chapter 471: 473 I am not that kind of person

Chapter 471 Chapter 473
Jin Mu's footsteps suddenly stopped, looking back at Lin Tianyao in surprise, "Tianyao, what are you saying?"
"Go to the light and go to bed." Lin Tianyao repeated again.
Looking at Jin Mu's embarrassed and white expression, Lin Tianyao suddenly noticed that this sentence contained a lot of ambiguity, and stopped in the bedroom in a funny and funny way.
"Okay, you want to go wrong. I'm going to study the difference between the species and humans." Lin Tianyao rolled his eyes.
Jin Mu suddenly realized, nodded shyly and followed behind Lin Tianyao. He sat by the bed, took off his blue sweater and trousers, and stopped at the edge of his panties.
"Do you want to continue to take off?" Jin Mu asked doubtfully, but his expression was a bit unnatural.
"Oh, master, I didn't expect that Jin Muyan's figure is better than your figure..." Xiaoxian's voice suddenly sounded in Lin Tianyao's mind, and the tone of ridicule was exactly the same as Lin Tianyao.
"Xiaoxian, go and close your eyes, no one but me can look at it!" Lin Tianyao ordered with an unquestionable tone.
Before Xiao Xian peeped at him and Qin Wanru, and other women, he would not say anything. But his women must be completely in his eyes, not to mention the unusual thing of watching other men commenting on it together.
It may be that Lin Tianyao's tone was too harsh, and Xiaoxian responded timidly, "Knowing", and then no longer heard.
Lin Tianyao held his breath, and pressed the palm of his hand against the Jinmu flat body for a wide distance. His mind was condensed in his palm, and he carefully explored all the conditions of Jinmu's body from the beginning.
After a few days of fusion, the RC cells and bizarre energy released by the Hebao that stayed on the back of Jinmu, like the big brother, took the lead to reorganize the cells of Jinmu's body into a more similar kind. structure. In the same way, the stomach often contracts constantly, and the energy consumption of RC reaches a certain level, and the strong hunger in the stomach will directly control the brain of Jin Mu.
"Jinmu, you ate a piece of human flesh today, right." Lin Tianyao continued to explore and found that Jinmu's stomach was contracting with a strange rhythm, like another small heart.
"Hmm, didn't Tianyao tell me?" Jin Mu asked strangely with his eyes closed.
After confirming that it was human flesh, Lin Tianyao used his consciousness as his eyes to see through the changes in human flesh in Jinmu's stomach. The strong green stomach acid rolled up and squeezed and rinsed, and the meat was broken down into strange green particles. After careful tracking, this small particle combined with the cell turned out to be the strange energy in the unique RC cell.
"Take a bite of this." Lin Tianyao went to the refrigerator to get an apple and handed it to Jinmu.
"Oh." Jin Mu obediently took a bite of the apple, which was like biting a piece of wood. He simply swallowed the apple into his belly.
The point is coming, Lin Tianyao has been paying close attention to this strange stomach change.
auzw.com As the apple enters the stomach with the throat, the originally contracted stomach suddenly calms down. The stomach acid scours the apple, breaking down a little yellow particles, and these small particles jump to the RC energy. , Even quickly eliminated the RC energy.
"Come here today." Lin Tianyao got up and said.
Hearing this sentence, Jin Mu couldn't help it anymore and stood up with his mouth in his mouth and rushed into the bathroom.
As the rain fell, two figures holding umbrellas slowly traveled through the dark alleyways in the 20th district of Tokyo.
One is an old man distributed in silver and white, with a twisted and ruthless look; a tall man with a firm look, wearing a gray trench coat. What they have in common is that they carry a silver box.
The real household Wu Xu holds a hand-held pliers in a sealed bag. The pliers are unique in shape, and they look exactly the same as the tongs made by Jason forced Koo.
But the real households Wu Xu and Yamen Kontaro didn't know this.
The two pretend to be lost travelers, although they have been moving forward, but they can't blame the alleys. They seem to be looking for something. Such people are easy to become the target of the kind in the dark.
This rain made most of the species lose their original vigilance. A young-looking species was wearing a purple hoodie, rushing out of the corner with his hands in his pockets, red eyes, saliva flowing down the corner of his mouth. Nasty.
He tried to make a sneak attack behind him, leaping high, and daringly rushed to the real household Wu Xu.
Wu Xu, the real household, was so keen that when the young seed was still in the air, his body seemed to be swiftly retreating, and the box he carried in his right waved back.
Although the organ was not activated, the box that Kuinke transformed into was not to be underestimated. The silver box slipped directly from the abdomen of the seed, and blood spattered on the back of the real household Wu Xu.
Yamen Kontaro had just parted ways with Wu Wu, the real household, and heard the rush here, and the seed was lying on the slippery muddy ground.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Shindo, I'm going to take a step late." Amen Kentaro stopped and looked at the painful moan, with no trace of sympathy in his eyes.
"Yamen, this kind of thing sometimes depends on the feeling, the fifth sense." Moto Wuxu's tone seems to be a joke, but this is a unique way that Moto Wuxu teaches Yamen.
Shindo Wu Xu leaned over and looked at the curled-up kind, with a cold expression and a twisted smile. "Okay, tell me now, have you ever seen the same thing?" The left hand extended to show the pliers.
A dim road lantern covered this alleyway section, and looked at the real household Wu Xu and Yamen Gangtaro in fright, shaking his head desperately.
"Okay." Wu Xu, the real household, stood up with a deep smile. Gotaro Amen pulled the mechanism of the silver box, and the blood-red cylindrical head Kuenke rod smashed hard in his hand.
After fighting with the mysterious man in white, Amen returned to it unwillingly. The room was empty, and his Kuink on the ground was washed away by the rain and abandoned there.
"Mr. Moto, the white clothes that fought us that day felt like human beings, and there was no trace of his eyes turning red when the scales were called out," said Aman Kontaro. ....