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"Your name is Vutton, my name is Gong, his name is Tutu, and we have come from here to the north of Mount Buting, in search of a magical mountain with wonderful stones that can be used to make weapons. In order to shorten the distance between each other as soon as possible, Gong introduced himself openly and honestly.

"Looking for a stone?" said Tupun, scratching his head, looking confused.

"Yes, Vung Thon, what kind of place is this, how can there be a mountain that can breathe fire?"

"The place where we are now is called Yugao Mountain, and the mountain that breathes fire is called Lingqiu Mountain, and there is no grass growing on the mountain, and the top of the mountain often erupts fire, and I have encountered it many times. ”

"Oh, no wonder"

"Is the pattern on your back painted?" said Vung Don, who was still willing to communicate with the bow.

"Hehe, no, I heard my mother say that I have had it since I was born. ”

"It's so pretty, if only I had it. Vung Don said with a look of envy.

"Why do you want to live alone in this mountain?" Bow also became intrigued by the details of this mysterious strange man.

"I, I'm ......" Vung Ton staggered to his feet, his face sad.

Seeing that he seemed to have something unspeakable, he wanted to continue to ask the bow, but he stopped talking.

The conversation that had started well came to an impasse for a while, and the cave was unusually silent, and the two people with their own hearts were silent.

After a while, Tutu returned to the cave with a large bundle of firewood and grass, and drilled wood to make a fire and lit it in a step-by-step manner, and the flames burned vigorously, illuminating most of the cave at once, this cave was not too big, and you could see a pile of crushed hay not far away, which should be where the strange man slept.

But it didn't matter as soon as the fire was ignited, and as if he had seen an evil demon, he held his head and screamed, and as if he had lost his soul, he went out into the darkness of the deep cave.

It turned out that he was afraid of fire, so it was no wonder that he had never eaten roasted meat, and the bow looked at his back and secretly wondered, why did he live alone in the cave, his race?

"What a weirdo, even afraid of fire!" muttered suddenly.

The bow was about to verify Vonton's words, he pulled out his tooth knife, pressed it down on the meat beast lying beside him, and plunged a knife into its back, cutting a large piece of flesh alive, and the wound surprisingly did not come out of blood, but immediately gushed out a clear liquid.

The flesh beast screamed, broke free from the palm of its bow, and scurried into the depths of the cave in pain.

The smell of roasted meat and beast meat is surprisingly rich and mellow, and it quickly spreads throughout the cave, and the special aroma that has never been seen before makes people appetite and can't stop it.

For the bow, tutu and the little green cultivator, this is undoubtedly an unprecedented feast.

The itchy head that was smoked by the aroma poked out half of his face behind the rock at the end of the cave and peeped, and said in his heart: I have eaten this meat beast for a long time, although it tastes delicious, but it can't catch up with the taste of the moment anyway, what is the reason?

His actions were discovered by the bow that did not turn back, and he smiled and shouted inside: "Hehe, Vung Don, your flesh beast is really delicious, you can taste it again! There is nothing to be afraid of fire, and besides, don't you often see fire-breathing mountains?"

"If you don't come again, there will be no more!" Tutu also deliberately teased him.