"God, how heavy that stick is!"

"This kid is going to die, carrying such a heavy thing to Moriyama?"

"Look at her like that, she's a young man who has just joined the union, right?"

I really didn't have the strength to care what the people around me were saying, and after getting the permission of the burning stick, she shouted even more, leaned against the big tree, and kept panting. She knew how this uncle was going to torture her, and actually asked her to carry such a heavy thing to the forest mountain for task training.

The task of receiving is very simple, hunting a three-star spirit beast, but what makes Feng Qingge depressed is that this burning stick doesn't know what's going on, and it suddenly becomes extremely heavy, at least five hundred pounds of weight, when she first started, she couldn't even carry this thing, at most she could only take one step, and now she can still hold on to a few steps, but she can't control her own strength, and it's a big pit when she gets down.

In addition, this burning stick can imprison its own star power, Feng Qingge is already a star master in the middle of the Xuan Rank, suppressed by this thing, in terms of breath, it is just a small shrimp of the Yellow Rank, and what is even more terrifying is that the uncle asked her not to take off this stick!

"If you want to learn good exercises, you must first have a good physique, you have a chronic poison hidden in your body, although it is suppressed now, but once it erupts, it will erode the muscles and veins of your whole body. You are weak, if you don't exercise now, do you have to wait until you die to start working hard?" Thinking of the words of the burning stick, Feng Qingge couldn't help but feel embarrassed, and he could only grit his teeth and slowly walk towards the forest.

In the past three days, although she has not encountered a spirit beast, Feng Qingge's physique has changed, carrying a weight of five hundred catties, she can walk freely, and it is no longer so laborious, but her speed and attack power are limited, so that she shoots like an old lady jumping in the square, with her teeth and claws.

"Boom!" The wild boar of more than 100 catties rushed out, Feng Qingge raised the burning stick and smashed it, and the wild boar fell to the ground and died on the spot, without even having time to moan and groan.

Panting and breathing, leaning on the trunk of the tree, Feng Qingge wiped his sweat, "Uncle, where is the three-star spirit beast snow fox we want to hunt?"

"I think this is a question that only Snow Fox knows. ”

"Wangwang!" "The speed of the little chubby dun is very fast, in the forest, Feng Qingge also released it, this release, the puppy in front of him is like a wild horse off the reins, having fun, jumping up and down, so that Feng Qingge is envious.

Most of the food that was beaten down was killed by this little chubby dun in one go, Feng Qingge really suspected that the little chubby dun'er's stomach was a bottomless pit, how could he not be stuffed, how could such a small body fit so many things?

"The old rule, there is a lot of meat on the legs, and it is the best to cook it, I want the meat on the thighs, and you eat the rest. Carrying the heavy burning stick, Feng Qingge could only helplessly wipe the sweat, and gently picked it with his right hand, the cold light appeared, and the Xuanji knife appeared in her hand, peeling the skin and cleaning, the whole process was only ten minutes, and when I looked at it again, the burning stick with a weight of five hundred catties had already been holding the wild boar and flipped up.

In order to exercise her strength, the fire stick asked her not to get away from the fire stick when she baked things, and this iron thing had very good thermal conductivity, and the temperature of the flame came out, and she only grinned when it was hot, but the fire stick let Feng Qingge exercise by herself.

With a flick of his left hand, fiery red flames erupted and swept towards the boar. She was able to hold a burning stick for half an hour at most, but it took too long to roast a wild boar over an ordinary flame. Using the Natal Flame, it can shorten the time by more than half.

The right hand quickly rotated the burning stick to heat the skin and flesh of the wild boar evenly, as a chef, you have to have the condiments with you, and the condiments have fallen into the meat between the hands and the hands. The fat of the pork itself is very good, Feng Qingge did not brush the oil again, and after baking the fat of the pork itself with the natal flame, he added a little condiment.

The smell of meat echoed in the forest, and the little chubby dun was already squatting on the ground greedily, staring at the barbecue in front of him with black grape-like eyes, constantly licking his mouth, and from time to time he brought wood from the side and placed it under the natal flame, making the flame more vigorous.

The golden flesh sizzled under the flames, and the rich fragrance reverberated through the forest, attracting the eyes of countless wild beasts.

"That's it!" The Xuanji knife in his hand was like lightning, cutting more than a dozen knives on the golden wild boar, making the condiment on the outside go deeper. The moment the knife was retracted, Feng Qingge had already extinguished the flames, and with a sinking of his right hand, the wooden stick with the thickness of an arm galloped out, completely skewering the wild boar.

Withdrawing the burning stick and tying it to his back, Feng Qingge tore off a pig's leg, waved at the little fat dun and said, "You can solve the rest, eat slowly, don't worry." ”

As he spoke, Feng Qingge chopped off the pig's head and threw it to the little fat dun.

The small figure is even more neat, at the moment when the pig's head flew out, the little fat dun's little short legs kicked up on the ground, and the small mouth opened to bite the huge pig's head in the mouth. It's just that it ignores its own weight, bites the pig's head greedily, and along with the weight, it "touches" and is smashed into it by the pig's head and covered.

"Poof......" Feng Qingge, who saw this scene, laughed even more, and tore off the meat in his hand and put it in his mouth.

The gaze in her eyes overflowed, and she looked to the side indifferently, still sitting indifferently, eating the meat in her hands.

"It's so fragrant, what kind of meat is this, can I eat it, big brother?" blinked, and the child who came from the trail looked at the wind and song, and the burst of fragrance could be regarded as the culprit, causing his stomach to growl.

Looking at it from the side, Feng Qingge couldn't help frowning, the child in front of him was only eight or nine years old, wearing a pale yellow shirt, and a valuable jade pendant around his waist, he didn't look like an idle person. That little face with pink makeup is cute, and with that innocent expression, it is really cute.

"Feel free to ......" stretched out his hand to tear off the pork on the side, but Feng Qingge's left hand trembled, and the moment he turned back suddenly, the pork that had been roasted just now was cleaned up in an instant, and even the pig's head on the ground was gone, leaving only the well-fed, little fat dun lying with his little paws.

it!

Is this fucking, eating meat?

The corners of his mouth twitched fiercely, Feng Qingge pulled some meat and handed it to the child in front of him, and said indifferently: "Do you know what place this is, child?"

"Don't call me a child, I have a name. They don't like to call me by my name, big brother, you call me by my name, okay? By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet, my name is Sang Tuomu, can you call me Mumu? That's what my mother called me at the beginning. The light in his eyes flashed, and Sang Tuomu looked at Feng Qingge with some excitement, and his whole eyes lit up.

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