The traverser brand barbecue is really bad Wang Feng can think of it. If anyone understands what it means to cross, it is estimated that he will directly expose himself.

Fortunately, in this world, people don't seem to think more than the pursuit of strength.

Qinghuan immediately took the barbecue and was about to stuff it into his mouth.

Wang Feng hurriedly shouted: "Slow down! You just got off the fire, it's very hot, don't burn this little mouth of yours, I'm going to feel distressed when the time comes!"

After hearing Wang Feng's words, Qinghuan's pretty face suddenly turned red, and he didn't care much about whether it was hot or not. But his last sentence was distressed, but it made Qinghuan immediately shy.

However, Wang Feng didn't notice this expression, because if there was only one skewer of barbecue, it was estimated that it would not be enough for Qinghuan to eat by himself. He still has to continue to work hard to bake all the ones that have been skewered as soon as possible.

Speaking of which, it seems that my tools are still not fully prepared, which is very inconvenient.

In this world, of course, there are no special tools for barbecue, and it was only on a temporary basis that he thought of making this thing and tasting it.

As for what kind of demon beast essence meat can be eaten and what kind of meat can't be eaten, he knows it all after coming here many times to practice.

The refined meat he chose now was a third-order demon beast that he hunted specifically for barbecue, which was said to have the best meat quality.

Poor demon beast, if you know that this guy has hunted himself just to eat delicious barbecue, he will definitely come back to life in anger and fight Wang Feng for three hundred rounds again!

But obviously, this is just an impossible thing to happen.

Wang Feng only has two hands, although he has done it on each hand, when he bakes two skewers at a time, when he was in the first ten skewers, he only fed one skewer by Qinghuan. The others, of course, all went into Qinghuan's belly.

"Now, it's finally my turn to eat!" Wang Feng asked Qinghuan speechlessly.

Qinghuan nodded shyly, "Brother Feng made this barbecue for what to wear, it's really delicious! I'm already full, Brother Feng roast it as soon as possible, I'll feed you, so as not to let it cool for a while." ”

The relationship between the two of them is not shy at all, Wang Feng is roasting meat with his own hands, and Qinghuan is holding and feeding him on the side.

But occasionally, she will suddenly reimburse herself for a string of them, in the name of wanting to taste the taste.

Fortunately, it was Wang Feng this time, who was quite well prepared, and the condiments were naturally available, which was something that must be prepared for field training.

And the fine meat, the entire demon beast was all divided back by him, even if the two of them could eat it again, it would not be able to eat it all.

It's just that there is one thing that is not good, that is, if you want to eat this, now Wang Feng does not have the right tools, and even if the cut meat is small, it will cook slowly.

In this way, by the time Wang Feng felt that he had eaten about the same, it was already night.

"Okay, I'm grilling these two skewers, let's have one skewer for each person, I can't eat them again today!

"Okay, Hiccup..."

These two guys are all a little bit hungry, and they have to "dispose of" the last two remaining skewers!

Qinghuan was staring closely at the two skewers of barbecue that were about to be roasted, and Wang Feng didn't pay any attention to the other situations.

As a result, when the two skewers of barbecue were about to be cooked, there was suddenly something more in the eyes of the two people. They all turned their heads at the same time, looking in the same direction.

I saw that on the side of the bonfire where the two of them were roasting, there was an amazing demon beast about one meter high, standing there, looking at the roast meat that was still roasting in Wang Feng's hand.

Two strands of crystal stuff flowed down the corners of its mouth, which had a few long white whiskers.

The reason why Wang Feng dared to make this kind of food within the range of first-order demon beasts, without worrying that some demon beasts would be attracted to it, was because it was far away from the third-order demon beast area, and the aroma could not drift over.

Second, the first-order demon beasts would never dare to approach their bonfire range.

But now, Wang Feng looked at the coveted demon beast in front of him, and immediately felt a little funny.

Judging from the overall shape, this is clearly a big meow standing upright. This big meow is really cute and cute, with a fat body and a huge meow head.

A pair of small eyes, looking straight at the barbecue in his hand, can hear the cry from its bulging belly.

But funny is funny, first-order demon beasts will never dare to approach, this is a fact that will never be changed.

Then this means that the big meow that suddenly appeared here, neither he nor Qinghuan had discovered in advance, was very likely to be a high-level demon beast. At the very least, it should also be above the third order.

So, almost after Wang Feng looked at it twice, he immediately stood up abruptly and put on a posture of wanting to fight.

However, in the process of getting up, one of the two skewers of barbecue in his hand accidentally flew out of his hand.

When the big meow saw the barbecue fly away, the fat body rushed out with an extremely flexible posture and a completely incredible speed to connect the skewer of barbecue directly into its meow mouth.

A paw stretched out, easily pulling the iron skewer out, and the roast meat was all left in its mouth.

"Meow~delicious!Meow~~"

Wang Feng, who was already shocked by this guy's skills, heard two words popping out of his mouth at this time, and he was even more stunned.

Talking Big Meow?!This... What level of demon beast is this?!

If a demon beast wants to be able to speak, it is said that it must be at least a ninth-order demon beast or above in strength to be able to reach that level by chance.

Could it be that the big meow in front of him, who looked cute and cute, turned out to be that extremely rare ninth-order demon beast?

If that's the case, then he and Qinghuan are really dead.

When Wang Feng was here, thinking about whether the two of them would be roasted and eaten by this big meow next, he saw the big meow and looked in his direction with blazing eyes.

It's over, it's over! It's already eyeing itself, and the next moment it's probably just putting yourself on and roasting it on the fire.

Thinking that this big meow might be a ninth-order demon beast, Wang Feng had no intention of resisting at all, and he didn't even have the idea of resisting.

Now, it's up to Tiger Venerable to save his life! However, it seems that even if a strong person in the Saint Venerable Realm is standing in front of him, he may not be able to defeat the ninth-order demon beast, let alone the current state of Tiger Venerable.

It seems that it is really dead!