Chapter Eighty-Three: "The Tiger Roars"

"Huh?"

Wang Tianqing frowned when he heard the tiger's roar, but after a few breaths, he resolutely chose to stay away from the direction from which the tiger's roar came.

There's no way to be so domineering just by listening to the scream, it must be a tricky beast.

Although I was a little unhappy when I was interrupted by the tiger's roar, I was still in a hurry to have breakfast, and it was not good to fight and kill.

Ennnnn, besides, tiger meat doesn't seem to be very good, so there's no need to die.

If it's a dolphin calling, hey, hey, hey, it's sorry, you have to rush over.

There is no reason for soft persimmons not to be pinched, let alone sweet and juicy soft persimmons.

Forget about the tiger, no matter what breed of tiger it is, it's not easy to mess with.

Wang Tianqing changed directions and walked forward for dozens of breaths, and when he stopped, he carefully observed the surroundings until he found that there was no danger before sitting on the spot.

"Roast a sweet potato to try the taste, there is honey, and I will be a guinea pig first. ”

Wang Tianqing, who was smiling, sighed, this luck can't be stopped.

Last night I had a lot of harvest, except for a little regret that I didn't encounter the elixir, there was really nothing else to say.

The demon beasts alone harvested more than a dozen, only three of them were killed when they attacked him secretly, and the rest were his surprise attack on the other party.

Except for the accident at the beginning and the two infantile demons will force him out of three killer weapons, the others all died on the three-foot long knife in his hand.

The monsters killed are also all kinds of ghosts, and they will have to deal with it after breakfast.

Last night was too tossy to have time to stop and rest, switching roles between hunter and prey all the time,

Even jackals, tigers and leopards are only short of tigers.

Anyway, if you want to find a tiger to chop it, he doesn't have obsessive-compulsive disorder and he also very much wants to put together a combination of jackals, tigers and leopards.

Leopard print inside. Pants... Tiger skin... Undergarments?

Somehow, this idea suddenly popped up in Wang Tianqing's mind.

The lingering little yellow picture seriously interfered with the heat of his roasted sweet potatoes, and because the output of the true yuan was too large, the flames were too fierce, and the medicine-level sweet potatoes instantly turned into black residues.

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Wang Tianqing was silent for a while, cough cough. This was a small mistake he made for the development of the human race, yes, that's it.

The clothes in the clothing, food, shelter and transportation of the human race are at best a little better than directly putting on animal skins.

How bad it is that private clothes have not been born yet, Wang Tianqing feels that it is necessary to consider this matter after going back.

Wearing animal skins every day is like anything, silk, cotton and so on must be mentioned on the course.

Silk is now only used by a very small number of people, and its preciousness is beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Since there is no large-scale silkworm farming, the raw material of silk can only be obtained by chance.

It is not easy to obtain silk and make it ready-to-wear, and it has to be cultivated sufficiently.

If you don't wave your hand enough, you can get dressed, and if you don't wave your hand enough, it's useless.

It seems that the breeding and animal control plan have been added, and the silkworms and cotton have also been put together on the basis of ensuring war horses and rice.

After that, whether to make a belly pocket or a bra is not up to you.

Cultivation is so high and strong, and the quality of life is too low, it is not good.

Now the powerhouses of the human race are all like ascetics, in addition to cultivation or cultivation.

They can go on like this, but they can't.

People who have not been exposed to the dawn will not yearn for the dawn, and after seeing the prosperity of the blue star, Wang Tianqing is a little unhappy with the current human race.

was dumped everywhere, needless to say, there are things in both, nine times out of ten it is Blue Star who wins.

When the Origin Continent comes out, you can cultivate, and if the quality of things is better, it will be gone.

In order to regain some sense of existence in the Origin Continent, Wang Tianqing decided to re-roast a sweet potato to suppress the blue star.

In addition to the wasted sweet potato, Wang Tianqing has a lot.

Who called him a European emperor, it is understandable that the shiitake mushroom is full of a dead tree, and as soon as the sweet potato appears, it is a small piece of what is the European emperor.

It cannot be ruled out that this is Wang Tianqing himself putting gold on his face, after all, the forest resources on the periphery of Kunlun are too rich.

Do you remember the wood ginseng under the vermilion fruit tree, there are hundreds of them?

Sweet potatoes are overshadowed by it, not only in terms of quantity, but also in value.

The sweet potato, which is also an ordinary medicine, is only an ordinary grade, which is far inferior to the wood ginseng.

There is no way except to eat it, sweet potatoes only have the effect of increasing cultivation.

If you want to eat it, Wang Tianqing couldn't help but shudder when she thought of the appearance of the clansmen holding raw sweet potatoes and gnawing them.

It's so ferocious, no matter how good the ingredients are, what is the difference between cooking them in the wrong way and dark cuisine.

There is a long way to go, and I don't know when I will be able to taste all the ingredients in the Origin Continent.

There are also the eight major cuisines of Blue Star, and under the combination of dozens of cooking techniques, the same ingredient can also be eaten with different feelings.

ennnnn, this is an indefinite goal, you can eat different food for as long as you live.

When the time comes, I will make food for Ying'er every day and grab her stomach.

Don't be afraid that she will get fat, being able to cultivate is really amazing, and it directly solves a big problem on the blue star.

Just study and study the exercises that rely on eating and cultivating, and the effect of cultivating with cultivation resources and eating food rich in spiritual energy should be about the same.

Wang Tianqing, who was roasting sweet potatoes, didn't know that an uninvited guest was approaching it at this time, and he didn't know whose misfortune it was, the tiger roaring in the mountains and forests was so good that it didn't die like a radar and chased after it again.

Oh~~~

The eyes are facing each other.

Wang Tianqing was shocked, and the sweet potato in his hand turned into ashes again.

Nima, it's so ugly, such an ugly black tiger is killed.

Originally, when he heard the roar of the tiger, he also considered whether to accept a tiger as a mount, but he didn't feel any mood when he saw this ghost-like black tiger.

The "Ghost Tiger" froze in place like a second fool, staring directly at Wang Tianqing.

This behavior angered Wang Tianqing, and the tiger head crutch in his hand showed signs of moving at any time.

............

After a man and a tiger confronted each other for dozens of breaths, Wang Tianqing couldn't help it, and his empty left hand rubbed out a small bright yellow fireball and smashed it towards the "ghost tiger".

Oh~~~

"Ghost Tiger" dodged the fireball with a roar, and then the scene returned to a standoff state.

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Wang Tianqing is going crazy, what kind of tiger is this.

It's not big, just staring at you, it's still spicy and ugly, just forget if a good king character has a scar, it's still very deformed.

The length of the limbs can be deviated, and the back also has two large bags protruding.

To sum it up, it's -------- ugly.

Wang Tianqing wanted to send it to the West Heaven with a cane, but after thinking about it, it was not worthy!

Where is the "ghost tiger" who is a fellow practitioner of his own qualifications to die on the killer weapon, it is a waste to hack it to death with a knife.

Don't use an elephant to crack a nut.

Hack it to death with a knife and change places for breakfast.

No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat, and it cannot be disliked.

Wang Tianqing, who had made up his mind, replaced it with a long knife, and the tiger's head crutch was changed to his left hand as insurance.

The next moment, Wang Tianqing moved, and with his feet on the earth, he shot at the "ghost tiger" with the help of his strength.

Oh~~

However, the only response to Wang Tianqing was the "evil tiger roar", I have to say that this tiger roar is still somewhat useful, Wang Tianqing was stunned for a moment, and the "ghost tiger" took the opportunity to evacuate from the same place.