Infinite Throne

   Chapter 964 Bloodline

  Irin remembers,

   Many years ago.

   Molly had taken his blood for a blood smear.

  Under the microscope, Molly said that his blood was mixed with a large number of prismatic fusiform structures.

   Abbreviation: non-human intracellular structures in the microscopic sense.

   In layman's terms, Irin's normal blood cells are doped with ingredients that do not belong to human beings.

  Normal people will experience large blood vessel embolism due to these prismatic fusiform structures.

  Irin was fine.

   At that time, Molly wondered for a long time for Yi Rin "why can she still live so nourishing like this".

   In this life,

After    reincarnation,

  Irin became a demon.

   Even if he lost [Distant Ideal Land], his self-healing ability was even more outrageous than when he had [Distant Ideal Land].

   This strange situation made Irin think of a possibility.

   After three years of living in the tribe, although Yilin never asked, he vaguely realized what Xiaoxi arranged for his second generation to come to this world as the "Prince of the Demon Race".

Every move of   Xiaoxi seems absurd and outrageous, but in fact, it has profound meaning.

   Step by step, little by little, towards the ending that Xiaoxi desires.

   Or, the ending that Irin himself longed for.

  In the cave, Yi Rin's face was sinking like water, and he continued to use himself to do human experiments.

   A handful of small prismatic swords shuttled, rotated, and jumped back and forth on Yilin's palm.

   As the blood on his palms increased, Irin tried to manipulate the crystal clear blood into various shapes.

   will turn into a hammer for a while,

   will turn into a sculpture of Irin for a while,

  By the way, he put on a fit pose.

  …

"Little Lord!"

  Miaomiao held a basket full of human-faced snow spider eggs in both hands, hooked it with a fluffy tail, used it as a hand, opened the curtain, and broke into the cave.

"Snapped!"

   There was a sound inside.

  When Miaomiao entered the cave, he found that the young prince was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his hands folded, looking like a sage and a Buddha.

   "Young Master, don't make such an unlucky gesture in front of the Lord, let the Lord know, you have to scold us to death."

  Miaomiao put a large basket of spider eggs on the ground and complained.

"yes?"

  Irin rubbed the palm of her hand vigorously, and quietly sipped the blood in her palm through the wound and back into her body.

   Blood is so precious, don't waste it.

  …

  The life in the demon clan is very boring.

  It was icy and snowy outside, everything withered, no scenery, no amusement facilities.

   In addition to the sky, there is an endless snow field.

   Every demon in the demon clan is worried and worried about food all day long.

   These few months,

  Human-faced spider eggs and Xueling roots have become the main source of nutrients for Yilin to grow up.

  Irin ignited the fire with a fire stick and found a pot that was barely usable—it is said that Miaomiao salvaged from the wreckage of a ship by the sea. When I picked it up, the pot was stained with rust. Yilin borrowed a sharpening stone from the "one-eyed grandpa" who was in charge of making weapons in the clan, and after a few days, the rust was finally cleaned off.

   Make fire, melt snow, boil water.

  Irin started making a dish called "Boiled Egg".

  Boiled spider eggs.

  Top ingredients often only require the simplest cooking methods.

   "It smells so good!"

  When eating raw, Yi Rin felt that the human-faced spider egg tasted like fruit, but after cooking, peeling the shell and eating it really tasted like an egg.

   If it weren't for the taste of this human-faced spider egg, Yilin might not have been able to stay in the blood demon valley long ago, and he would have sneaked away from home long ago.

   In order to avoid the special effects of cooking, Yi Rin was not so distracted when cooking, but this made Miao Miao couldn't help but tuck her tail between her legs, her face was flushed and her whiskers trembled.

   "Young Master, this is delicious! It's even better than human flesh!"

   Yilin's egg-eating action paused for a moment, then patted Miaomiao's cat's head: "In the future, stop eating people."

   "Why?" Miaomiao blinked, and she stretched out her scarlet and flexible tongue to lick the cooked egg yolk off her lips: "Why don't demons eat people?"

   "Eat eggs!" Irin held up the boiled egg in her hand.

Miaomiao pondered for a moment: "But these eggs were pulled by the aunts of the human-faced snow spiders. Ju'er and I stole a lot of them. They have been angry in the past few years. If it wasn't for the Lord's suppression, the human-faced snow spiders would Aunts, raised your legs to see you long ago, and shouted that you want to feed the little snow spider with the prince."

   "...Can you not use the word 'pull', it sounds very uncomfortable."

  Miaomiao's natural answer left Yi Rin not knowing how to argue, so he could only change the subject.

  People eat beasts, monsters eat people, it seems that humans and monsters are part of the food chain.

  Yi Rin has experienced a hard life of gnawing tree bark and eating boiled eggs for three years. As a cat demon, when she can't find food, she can only hold Xueling root and chew with tears. Thinking about it personally, it is really difficult for Yi Rin to come up with a strong rhetoric to make the demon clan change this eating habit.

   But I don't know why, it is said that in the past fifty years, the three monster clan giants, including Hua Niang, have been restraining their clansmen to cross the North Sea and go to Dongsheng Shenzhou.

   In front of Hua Niang on weekdays, in order not to expose the fact that she had been reincarnated, she pretended to be a normal demon child whether it was her expression or her speech.

   He shouldn't even know about the existence of human beings, and shouldn't bring up the perverse topic of "should eat people" in front of Hua Niang.

   One demon and one cat ended the topic in silence.

  Miaomiao didn't notice that Little Taiyi's mood was a bit wrong, and after she finished eating with satisfaction, she patted her undisguised little belly.

   "Young Master, Miao Miao almost forgot, the Lord is looking for you."

"Find me?"

  Irin was taken aback.

  When Yi Rin gradually accepted the outrageous setting of "Fucking Concubine Shu", he is trying to learn to play the role of this life, and he is also trying to integrate into the life of the demon clan.

   But since she was born, Hua Niang seemed to have completed her mission of "giving birth" and left the young prince to Miaomiao, Ju'er, and one hundred and sixty-five demons from the Han tribe to take care of.

  The two mothers and sons gather less and leave more.

   And Hua Niang herself is reclusive.

   In the words of Hua Niang, in the Han tribe, all demons, regardless of bloodline, belong to one family.

   Although Taiyi was pulled out of her belly, Taiyi is the descendant of all demons. Taiyi and all demons are brothers and sisters, uncles and aunts, grandparents and grandparents.

   Anyway, Taiyi is the youngest, and seeing the male demon calling his brother, the female demon calling his sister, and the old calling his grandparents, there must be nothing wrong.

   This kind of "primitive" tribal relationship made Yilin very uncomfortable at first.

   He felt weird.

  It was fine after getting used to it. He gradually discovered that the monsters living in Beiju Luzhou were not as ferocious as the rumors from the outside world. Even if they were hungry and gnawed on tree bark, they still obeyed the rules of the tribe and never went out secretly to find someone to eat.

"Little Lord?"

  Miaomiao grabbed Yi Rin's face with her claws and scratched out a few red bloodstains, which made Yi Rin return to reality from her messy thoughts.

"where?"

  Irin sighed softly.

  …

   The flower girl is by the sea.

   The original words she told Miaomiao was that the young master must be allowed to climb the Great Rift Valley alone and reach her side.

   It seems like a test.

   "I can only say...Is it really worthy of being a demon?"

Yi Rin stood on the edge of the mountain wall, looking up at the "One Line of Sky" who was not at the top, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "If you are a human race, at the age of three, you are only fit to go to the river to play in the sand, right? Going to extreme rock climbing? Can it get any more outrageous?"

   Having said that.

   But Yi Rin knew that his blood was not bad. Although he was only three years old, his current physique was almost as strong as Wang Xiaohu, who was twelve years old back then.

   One meter four tall, the muscles on his body have been outlined.

  Irin used both hands and feet, and his five fingers were attached to the protrusions of the rock wall. When he exerted force, the muscles of his limbs swelled and became streamlined, forming a beautiful shape.

   "Young master is so handsome meow~!"

  Miaomiao was at the bottom, meow meow cheering for Yi Rin.

Immediately afterwards, the other demon uncles, demon aunts, demon elder sisters, and demon elder sisters in the clan heard Miao Miao's cheering sound, so they came here to ask curiously. When they asked, they learned that the young master was going to climb the Blood Demon Valley alone today, and they watched the little Taiyi with their own eyes. The elders of the demon clan who grew up were so moved that they wiped their tears, and shouted "Taiyi has finally grown up" and so on.

   For a time, with the exception of a very few old demons who couldn't move like Grandma Teng, more than a hundred big demons in the clan ran out of the cave and surrounded the bottom, acting as bark-eating demons.

   I said it before,

  The life of the demon clan is dull, and occasionally being able to join in the fun and eat a melon or something is a very important event.

   At this moment, when Yilin started rock climbing, in the Han tribe, like a festival, the red and green eyes flickered with the dim light of the ghouls below.

  Irin looked down, and in this situation, it was as if a group of monsters were chasing him below, trying to devour him alive.

   (end of this chapter)