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"who are you?"

Meluem looked at the delicate young man in front of him indifferently, with a cold tone.

"Kurt beat the enemy."

Hearing this, the Ant King finally set his sights on him, and the young man also raised his head, just looking directly into his gaze in silence, without any fluctuation in his black clear eyes.Just like a real doll, although the boy has a delicate face, he doesn't feel angry at all, only ice-like indifference.

Slightly raised the corner of one lip, Meluem smiled and said, "Another beater, it seems that you are very different from that kid named Qi Ya."

Kurt blinked and said, "Father wants me to thank you for him."

"There is no need to thank you. I have already paid the price to satisfy me by beating the enemy Hakka. It's just... there is no second time."

A little bit of killing intent leaked out, and Meluem turned his gaze away.

"Yes,"

Kurt straightened his body and said calmly, "Beating the enemy never disobeys the strong."

Beating the enemy is really an interesting family, thinking about it, Meluem couldn't help showing a smile.He raised his head, met the different gazes of the surrounding brigade members and Fei Tan's undisguised murderous look, "Everyone, are you finished?"

"kindness,"

Closing the book that appeared in his hand at some point, Kuroro smiled slightly, "Is the king tired of waiting?"

"certainly,"

He stood up and brushed off the dust that didn't exist on his body, "I've been waiting since the beginning."

###################################################################################################################################### It is not possible to expend too much energy on the road, so the journey lasted about ten days.It seems that he is very used to such a long journey. No one in the brigade showed fatigue, and the ant king's natural excellent physical condition is much better than that of ordinary humans.On the evening of the last day, everyone camped in the wild.The reddish sunset casts soft and warm light, which is scattered in layers of refraction.Meluem looked helplessly at the scorched mass in front of him, turned his head and asked, "What is this?"

The cold girl glanced at him, "Barbecue."

"Have you finished the food you brought?"

"kindness,"

Subconsciously glanced at Nobunaga and Finks, two big eaters, Maggie frowned and looked at him coldly.

"...What a mess."

Knowing what was going on, Meluem looked at the two guys who were looking at the food in their hands with sad faces, and couldn't help but think that if the spider knew how to control it, maybe it wouldn't be called a spider anymore.

Although there is no sense of taste, I believe that no one will have an appetite for such a dark thing.If there were other ordinary humans in this place... Meluem frowned when he realized what he was thinking, and lost interest in eating immediately.Even if he no longer has a "human heart", he still resists the idea of ​​taking human beings as food for granted, or in other words, resists this self who unknowingly succumbs to instinct.After all, he still belonged to the human camp most of the time.But when he is really hungry, or when he has just become an ant king and has to stabilize the army, he will not be hypocritical about such things-no one needs a king who eats his own subordinates, and those defected legions The elders just gave him such a chance.Cannibalism disgusts him. It should be said that eating all humanoid creatures will disgust him without taste. Yes, but now there are few things that are becoming dull and tasteless?Moreover, he had to pretend to enjoy it, because he was the king, and his pride would not allow him to reveal even a single flaw.Meluem sneered under the gradually sinking night, and the darkness well covered his expression.He remembered the things he had encountered when he first became Naraku.At that time, not long after he left the world of God of Death, he still retained a little bit of innocence and softness in his heart—even though he had already made himself cold enough when he became Aizen, but getting along for a long time was not without it in his heart Leave a little trace.That was the first world he experienced, so his heart was not as cold as it is now.In that case, he became Naraku.When he opened his eyes again, he understood that he couldn't even control his own life, as if the god would create the illusion of his death in Bengyu's experiment, and all he did was nothing more than God's acquiescence.A humble, manipulated puppet, this reality easily shattered any hope he held in his heart.Unable to move, unable to speak, and then watching my body being eaten by a group of disgusting monsters, such horror cannot be described in words.Perhaps since then, he has been deeply insane.The monsters in that world follow cruel rules, and the weak have no right to exist.And the newly formed body is not stable, and Naraku is not born strong, so in order to survive, he has to do even the most despicable things.It's not the first time for him to eat people.

The fire that rose not far away illuminated the man's cold side face and pulled him back from his distant thoughts.Meluem laughed mockingly, how could he remember what happened so long ago?Throwing away the dark things in his hands, the Ant King looked at the guys in the brigade with a funny face, as if they were arguing endlessly over whether to re-roast something. "How can this kind of thing be eaten!"

Finks' carefree voice came over, accompanied by Maggie's cold voice, "Do you have any comments?"

Kuroro sat gracefully by the fire, as if the arguments didn't bother him.Maybe it's a bit ridiculous to say that, but Meluem felt that only at this time, beside these people, Kuroro gave him a feeling of being alive, not the one he usually pretended to be. A relaxed and harmless countenance, even though he was expressionless at the moment.

The corner of the clothes was gently pulled, and Meluem lowered his head, "Kot."

"Father said that the ruins to go this time are weird and might be dangerous."

"I see. Is this why you are close to me?"

Meruam smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes, "Let the Ant King be the guard, and beat the enemy Hakka, can you afford the corresponding price?"

"Yes,"

Kurt nodded, and said seriously, "It is not ignorant to beat the enemy about that kind of flower."

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After Kurt left, Meluem looked at the deserted wilderness road.

There was still silence all around.Smiling slightly, the Ant King casually threw out a blooming blood lotus, the flames illuminated his handsome face, and his pair of black eyes were surprisingly bright. "Hisuo, is your prank not over yet?"

"It's a pity... I wanted to give you a surprise~~~~~" A familiar voice sounded from behind, and a pair of arms wrapped around his neck.The sharp edge of the poker seemed to glisten with blood.

Meruem didn't move, allowing Hisoka to bring the poker close to his vitals.He smiled and said lightly, "This kind of thing is useless to me, didn't you already know that?"

The people behind him seemed to be discouraged all at once, and the real murderous aura just now disappeared in an instant. When Meluem turned his head, he saw a rather aggrieved bun face. "Yeah, no blood... so boring."

"You mean I'm bullying you?"

Pushing Hisoka's arm away from his shoulder, Meluem showed a disinterested expression, "I don't intend to fight today, tomorrow..."

He looked at the black silhouette in the deep twilight in the distance, showing a trace of complicated eyes, "Tomorrow, everything has just begun."

Hisoka followed his gaze and suddenly smiled strangely.While twisting his waist, he moved closer to the cold man in front of him, "Speaking of which, I'm curious about things that interest both you and Kuroro."

"So you came with me?"

Hisoka didn't answer, but just moved closer to him, his cold fingertips touched the protruding Adam's apple, and then he was held in his hand with a force.The sound of bone cracking could be clearly heard in the dark night. "Sisso!"

Meruam said in a low voice, the deep voice had a special meaning in the darkness.

Hisoka laughed softly, and his crooked eyes suddenly showed a kind of bewitching danger, "Since just now, I have been patient, Wang. My body is shaking, is it really all right?"

"It's fine, if you don't mind losing an arm altogether."

Wang squinted his eyes, and his dangerous gaze glides across the body of the person in front of him. The flesh and blood of the strong will always have a strong attraction to the ant clan, especially when they are hungry.Thinking of the scorched barbecue that he threw away, Meluem frowned slightly, and suddenly took a step back and said, "Hisuo, does your food look good?"

"……what?"

Seeing the stunned expression on the other party's face, Meluam paused for a moment, and finally raised one corner of his lips, "I mean, I'll leave today's dinner to you."

Not to mention that Hisoka went to the woods to look for prey with a puffy face, Meluem turned around and said to Kuroro who did not know when to appear, "Do people in the brigade like to eavesdrop like this? ?”

The moonlight shone on the young man who walked out slowly, he smiled slightly, the corners of his mouth were indescribably soft, "Why, I just don't want to disturb the king."

"If I were you, I would stand still and not move."

Meruam said coldly, "I'm very hungry now, human."

Kuroro stopped in his tracks, "I didn't expect the relationship between Wang and Hisoka to be so good. Did something happen the last time we met?"

He smiled slightly and said, "When I was in the brigade before, Hisoka would not cook even if I ate the food made by Maggie."

"Really? So you got your answer?"

Meluem's complexion remained unchanged, and a deep chill was revealed in his black eyes, but within those chills, cruelty and greed flowed faintly.

Kuroro understood that as long as he took another step forward, the man in front of him would tear him apart regardless of whether he was the leader of the Phantom Brigade or not.The essence of this man is not human, but a beast!Perhaps it wasn't just due to hunger, Kurolo observed the man's unsteady breathing and his more gorgeous facial features than usual, so he took a step back knowingly, which explained Hisoka's strange behavior before.To tease such a dangerous beast, Kuroro raised one corner of his lips, which is really what Hisoka did.He took a deep look at Meluem, and suddenly understood Hisoka's state of mind.The faint moonlight shone on this man's side face, and combined with the coldness of the past, there was indeed an indescribably gorgeous feeling.

"Ah, got it."

He replied, suddenly showing a somewhat strange smile.But when Meluem looked over again, the man had already turned around and left far away. "But I'm really looking forward to it. They will see Hisoka's reaction tomorrow."

A slightly smiling voice reached his ears, and the "they" naturally referred to the brigade members of Fei Tan and his party.Meruam was taken aback for a moment, but couldn't help but let out a smile—does a man like Kuroro actually have such a bad side when facing his own brigade?