Male Succubus Apocalypse

When he returned to reality, An Lingqing was already drenched in sweat, not because of tiredness, but because of the transcendent concentration of his spirit.

A feeling of fatigue also comes with it. It is very challenging to fully unleash one's potential in a short period of time, but the insights brought by immersing oneself in it are proportional.

The pain in the chest also came up after the excitement faded, but compared to the training in kendo, An Lingqing didn't care whether it hurt or not, as he could recover anyway.

She did not use her fighting spirit during sword practice, so her wounds would not be overly stretched. The body of a demigod warrior is very strong.

The mental and physical fatigue is inevitable, because An Lingqing's moves are actually varied in many ways that are invisible to the naked eye. This tiny amount of control is far more tiring than erupting with all one's strength and leaving an elusive afterimage.

Normally at this time, she just wanted to have a good sleep, but today was different. In addition to the desire to stop the loss of her body, there was another more primitive desire - appetite.

After decades, An Lingqing felt unfamiliar with this instinctive desire, just like a young boy feeling his heart beat for the first time.

What's going on? An Lingqing didn't understand what was happening to her body.

It's the sense of smell.

It turned out that there was a smell probably called "meaty" that entered her nasal cavity, causing her brain to continuously send signals to eat.

An Lingqing raised her head slightly, not at the moonlight, but at the curl of smoke rising from behind the roof.

Is it him? It's him again.

This is the second time my body is not listening to me.

But I don't hate this feeling. Feeling? What kind of feeling? I forgot.

An Lingqing was a person who didn't like to think too much, so he simply jumped onto the roof - silently and swiftly as thunder.

Crouching down, he observed the busy figure beside the sand pit.

She didn't need to be so careful, but because Xu Heng always made her change unexpectedly, her warrior instinct told her that she should do this.

"Chicken wings, chicken wings~ Fragrant chicken wings~" The meaningless song, Xu Heng's twisting dance with no apparent meaning, the meats that seemed to cause strange reactions in the body, everything seemed normal, but An Lingqing felt inexplicably out of place.

Why did he do that?

No, why would I do that?

As they got closer, the aroma and the visual impact of the tender grilled skin gave An Lingqing an illusion, just like the feeling at the end of a massage, she felt a sense of chaos.

It was like many colors were mixed together and they suddenly appeared, but it was obvious that this world itself was colorful. An Lingqing was confused again.

The problem should be with this person.

"Da la da la." Xu Heng twisted his butt and directed the tentacles to flip the skewers. Suddenly, his body stiffened, his butt still raised up, and he glanced sideways to see An Lingqing squatting on the roof.

It is difficult for Xu Heng to forget that look. Perhaps he will recall it in the middle of the night and torture himself over and over again - the confusion and bewilderment of seeing a new species.

It's over. My awkward dancing and singing were discovered. When did she come? How long did she watch? Shit!

"Julie! Why didn't you remind me!"

"..."

"Don't play dead! Damn it!"

"Then let me remind you that your current posture is very stupid."

"Hmm!"

Xu Heng quickly went back in time, stood in front of the grill, pretended to be serious, indicating that nothing had happened, and then put the almost grilled skewers on the plate next to him.

He pretended to be done with the food and was about to leave. Then he looked down and saw An Lingqing still squatting on the roof with her head tilted and her eyes fixed. He suddenly realized and said, "Master An Lingqing, I made a simple meal and was just about to send it to you. I wonder if it suits your taste, haha."

"Let me remind you again, your acting is even dumber than your dancing." Julie kills without shedding blood.

"Shut up!" Xu Heng's heart broke.

"Okay." An Lingqing tilted her head and nodded, then stood up, jumped, and landed in front of Xu Heng's grill, and was about to pick up a skewer.

In fact, it was to observe why this thing had appeared in my memory many times, but why did it react so strongly today.

When Xu Heng saw this, he thought that the silly child didn't know what was raw and cooked, and was so hungry that he wanted to eat it, so he quickly spoke out to stop him, and then handed the plate to An Lingqing and said, "My lord, that one is not cooked yet! These are cooked, and there is something different in them!"

Although for demigods, it doesn’t matter whether it’s cooked or not, but for Xu Heng, uncooked food is relatively not delicious. How can a chef allow people to eat half-cooked food?

Seeing Xu Heng's flustered look, An Lingqing paused, looked inside the plate with round eyes, and then took out a string of chicken hearts.

This time it was because she had never seen it before.

An Lingqing was using the simple process of elimination - could it be that the problem wasn't with the skewers, but with the ingredients? Was it something new that caused her strange reaction?

"This is a chicken heart. It's the heart. Um... maybe it's rarely used for grilling. I researched it myself. You think it's disgusting, but there are other things here..." An Lingqing's careful observation made Xu Heng secretly curse himself for being an idiot. He was so panicked that he forgot to separate the internal organs from the "normal" things.

What if An Lingqing thinks this thing is dirty or something, then he might not like to touch the things he made in the future, which would be the Waterloo of his career as a chef!

Who would have known that when Xu Heng didn't know how to make up for it, An Lingqing put the skewer into her mouth, ate one piece, and soon ate the second and third pieces.

But by the fourth piece, the front end of the skewer was a little long. An Lingqing paused for a moment, and when she was about to put it straight into her mouth, Xu Heng, who had been screwed by An Lingqing again, spoke anxiously again: "Sir, can you change the direction to pull it out?"

"...Oh." An Lingqing stopped again and responded, but then raised her hand as if she was going to use her hand to perform the "stroking" action, which made Xu Heng's heart almost stop.

Every step these sisters take is beyond common sense!

To exaggerate, An Lingqing was planning to use the hand holding the sword to rub it.

The sword swept past Xu Heng. Although there was some distance between them, the speed was so fast that he didn't react. Then the huge sense of fear in his mind made his chest feel blocked.

Fortunately, he didn't hold the plate all the time! He took it back! And because An Lingqing pointed the sword towards Xu Heng, he subconsciously handed the plate sideways for safety reasons.

But An Lingqing couldn't be so careless. Maybe she did this because she didn't want to kill Xu Heng with one blow... Maybe...

After a few seconds of hard control, An Lingqing pulled all the chicken hearts on the skewer in her hands and stuffed them into her mouth, as dirty as it could be.

"Sir, sir! It's like this! Like this!" Xu Heng was anxious, really anxious this time. He picked up a skewer and demonstrated how to "rub" it with his teeth.

After An Lingqing finished eating, perhaps realizing something, she made the sword disappear. Then she stared at Xu Heng while eating for a while, and then she naturally picked up another string of chicken hearts from the plate that Xu Heng had not handed it so close to her, and began to imitate Xu Heng's method.

"Yes, yes, that's right!" Xu Heng felt inexplicably relieved, as if he saw a child learn how to eat.

This girl is too fierce! Damn, if I stay with her for too long, I'm afraid my heart won't be able to bear it!

Xu Heng finally understood that apart from sword practice, An Lingqing was most likely an "idiot" in other aspects, an idiot in life!

After eating the second skewer of chicken hearts, An Lingqing stopped. There were oil stains on her mouth and hands, but they disappeared the moment Xu Heng blinked and closed his eyes.

Well, you are a demigod, so I am not surprised about you. But it is really convenient! Envy!

"Xu Heng, what rank are these monster hearts?" An Lingqing said, maintaining her habit of staring at people while speaking.

"Rank...rank? No, it's just an ordinary chicken...rank zero?" Xu Heng didn't know how An Lingqing could ask such a question.

"Why do I desire it?" An Lingqing asked, facing Xu Heng, but her tone sounded like she was talking to herself.

"Well... why don't you try something else?" Xu Heng thought for a moment and handed over the roasted chicken skin.

An Lingqing took it and quickly finished it again, revealing the first frown: "Why?"

Because it’s delicious! Big sis! It’s delicious!

At first, An Lingqing just thought that because of the heart, it might contain a lot of life energy - she had hunted powerful monsters before and would eat their fresh hearts that still contained fighting spirit to replenish her physical strength, so she felt that she would have a desire for this reason.

But after eating it, I found that there was no life in it, but I couldn't stop eating it. A strange taste appeared in my mouth, very strong, and painful.

It was completely different from the rye bread she had eaten every day many years ago. She couldn't even tell the taste of it, but there was some kind of desire in her body that made her keep eating.

The constant stimulation from the tongue made An Lingqing feel her scalp swelling.

The chicken skin that Xu Hengxin handed over was the same, but the taste was different, which was very interesting.

This made An Lingqing feel "good" but also confused.

"Is it delicious? Do you like it?" Xu Heng treated An Lingqing's question of "why" as non-existent and simply answered it with a question.

"Delicious? Like it?...Yes, I like it." An Lingqing repeated it before confirming it hesitantly.

"This is a taste massage, haha. It can also help you recover!" Xu Heng made a little joke. He didn't expect An Lingqing to understand, but just wanted to make it easier for her to understand that this was good for her.

"You are great, a massage master!" An Lingqing nodded and gave a simple thumbs up again.

It seems that you can't make facial expressions, so you can only use body language, right?

Also, what the hell is a massage master? Don't just believe what I say!

Xu Heng secretly complained, because he didn't want to talk to Julie now - how dare you cheat me! I want to use cold violence on you!

"Then eat more! There's another hard dish!" Xu Heng presented the plate with a smile. After An Lingqing took it, he ran to dig out his beggar's chicken.

Demons are more heat-resistant than humans. If boiling water is poured on them, they will only feel a slight sting. However, if they are continuously roasted by fire and then left in the sand for a while, the temperature may reach two or three hundred degrees. Demons are not afraid of this - normally they should wait a little longer, or use a wooden stick to dig it out.

After digging the soil, they took out the hard beggar's chicken, still covered with burnt mud, and some sweet potatoes.

Xu Heng knew that An Lingqing didn't mind him messing with the soil like this. After all, he had been squatting on the roof watching for who knows how long, so he started digging with peace of mind.

He originally asked Julie to go to the vacant space to give a whistle, but she didn't give the alarm, which made him angry.

He was quite strong, so he pinched the chicken and the hard mud fell off. He patted it and tried to look as clean as possible. However, since it was already a traditional beggar's chicken, there was no need to worry about it. He dared to make this dish for An Lingqing because he saw how dirty her house was. She probably wouldn't mind this method. He directly picked the chicken heart, which further confirmed his guess.

It's not that An Lingqing is that thing, it's just that he is carefree, carefree to the point that he only cares about his sword and nothing else.

This is also the judgment confirmed by Xu Heng himself.

Sword fanatic.

Holding the chicken with the leaves still on it, Xu Heng found a plate to put it on, and then unwrapped it, not throwing away the leaves as they could enhance the flavor.

An Lingqing had already been waiting in front of the grill. She had cleared all the plates and was staring at the food on the grill. When Xu Heng came over with the chicken, she moved her nose and shifted her gaze.

Xu Hengze was shocked by her speed - so fast? The child must be really hungry!

But you are a demigod, kid!

He is quite cute. A demigod, he is no different from a child in every aspect, which makes Xu Heng feel that it would not be difficult to get along with him.

"Sir, this is specially prepared for you. Try it." Xu Heng said, and then went to turn over the remaining skewers. "Ouch, these are a little burnt. I'll fix them. If you want more, I'll grill them again."

This was all Xu Heng could say. Of course, the truth was true. He was a little afraid that An Lingqing would be too straightforward and eat everything. He left those roasted sweet potatoes for himself. This kind of food was ordinary and would be the same no matter how you ate it.

You can't let the cook cook and then let him starve to death?

But he had to say something polite like "I'll bake it again." He was worried that An Lingqing didn't know what politeness was!

"call out--"

In a flash of lightning, a silver light flashed.

Before Xu Heng could react, he had only one thought in his mind: Don't kill me! If you want to eat it, just eat it all! I can still roast it for you, and I will roast it for you for the rest of your life!

Then An Lingqing held the other half of the plate that was split into two halves, stretched it out in front of the frozen Xu Heng, and said, "Thank you for your hard work. I am very satisfied with your service."

Xu Heng was almost made to cry.

Sister! You are a good kid, but could you please not do it so suddenly? I will really die! I will be scared to death!

"Okay, thank you, but you just eat it, it's okay, I've eaten too much of this and I'm sick of it." Xu Heng waved his hand to refuse, and if An Lingqing liked it, let her eat it.

An Lingqing also believed it and took it back.

Suddenly there was another silver light.

His legs went limp and Xu Heng fell to his knees uncontrollably. If he was facing anyone else, his reaction might be to run away, but he knew that An Lingqing was a demigod, so his body automatically made the decision for him.

So, An Lingqing looked down at him through the grill, took out a set of silver soft scale armor that emitted colorful halos, and said, "I thought about it and realized that you definitely can't use a sword, so I'll give you this set of enchanted dragon scale armor as a reward. It can probably withstand three of my swords."

Today's embarrassment was so great that Xu Heng would suddenly recall it in the middle of the night and torture himself. Even Julie would mock him every day.