The winter beaver's hand is not big, but the fish is so big that she can't hold it at all, not to mention that the fish swings the tail of the fish, and the whole fish is slippery, and it flutters out of the palm of the winter beaver in a few clicks. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing that it was about to fall, the winter beaver exclaimed, and the spiritual power of his fingertips surged, restraining the fish in mid-air.

"Hmph, you still want to run away at this time?" Her eyebrows were raised, her eyes flashed, and her voice was crisp.

After the words fell, the winter beaver took out a fire charm from his bosom with his other hand, which could be used as a fire source for the time being after driving.

In this way, the beaver has free hands to handle the fish.

Catching the fish with one hand and turning spiritual power into a knife with the other, the winter beaver directly began to kill the fish.

Big Meow obviously hadn't seen such a scene, and jumped over to sniff and sniff, and the winter fox felt that she was cute and cute, and her heart was happy.

But in a moment, a strong smell of blood came, and the fish struggled and swayed, as if in pain.

The water stain on the fish's tail shook Big Meow's face, she sneezed, walked away in disgust, and lay down on the edge of the spiritual spring, licking the spring water while shaking her tail.

The winter beaver continued to deal with the internal organs of the fish, and after everything was cleaned up, the spirit tree mushroom soup in the pot also churned.

The winter beaver hurriedly put the fish aside, scooped up the spirit tree mushroom, and put it in a crystal saucer.

Then the fish is processed......

This fish soup is ready, the sun is approaching twilight, and the big meow's eyes are half-open, drowsy.

Suddenly, he smelled a strong fragrance at the end of his nose, and suddenly, Big Meow opened his eyes.

"Meow ~ "

The winter beaver was fanning the soup with a small pu fan, and when he heard the voice of the big meow, he said without looking back: "The big meow woke up?" Come here. ”

Big Meow jumped up suddenly, and approached the "meow" of the fish pot to sniff east and sniff west.

The winter beaver stretched out one hand and rubbed Big Meow's ear, and the corners of his lips curved slightly: "Wait, I'll get you a bowl."

After the words fell, the winter beaver had already taken out two empty bowls from the storage space, filled two bowls of soup and added some fish and mushrooms.

One bowl was handed to the big meow, and the other bowl was naturally reserved for himself.

The soup is stirred with a small spoon, then scooped up and slowly put into your mouth.

The deliciousness of the fish and the mellowness of the spirit tree mushroom are well combined, and the winter beaver smiled with crooked eyebrows and eyes, and said softly with satisfaction: "Perfect!"

The big meow lowered her head and licked the soup slowly and elegantly, and her little ears fluttered from time to time, which seemed to be a landscape.

The winter beaver only feels that the years are quiet.

But the fragrance of this fish soup not only convinced Da Meow, but a small snake with a silver-white body under the spiritual spring had already watched the soup pot of the winter beaver flow a long string of hara.

It looked at the big meow with envy, the fish soup was delicious, and it wanted to eat it, although it didn't know what it was, but the taste of that thing attracted it.

It had been here for many years, and at first it was just an egg, sinking under the spiritual spring, and I don't know how long it would take for it to grow long enough to break the egg to protect itself.

It's just that it's still small when it's just born, it's only about the size of a finger, and maybe a random bug outside can kill it!

So, it never left here.

Now it's small, not as long as the spoon in the woman's hand, and if you go out, will the woman chop it up and stew it too?

However, that fish soup really smells so good that I want to eat it.

The black eyes stared fixedly at the soup pot of the winter beaver, staring at the appearance of the big meow and the winter beaver drinking soup and eating meat......

"Gollum~" couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"Gollum~" couldn't help but swallow another mouthful of saliva.

"Gollum ~ " couldn't help but swallow again...... Oh no, it's the stomach that can't help but whine.

The silver-white snake retracted its gaze in annoyance, the snake's tail curled, and the tip of the tail stroked its belly one by one.

At the same time, he sucked a large mouthful of spiritual spring with great grievance.

Compared with the taste of the fish soup, this spiritual spring seems bland and tasteless, but fortunately, smelling the taste of this fish soup and drinking the spiritual spring is a comfort.

What the silver-white snake didn't know was that its movements had already been discovered by the winter beaver and the big meow who was immersed in the soup, and the big meow raised his head and glanced at the surface of the spiritual spring that seemed to have no waves.

Then he quietly rushed out and slammed into the spiritual spring water.

The silver-white snake was drinking the spiritual spring bitterly, and suddenly the water splashed, and in a hurry, it didn't have time to run away with its tail and was already in the mouth of the big meow.

Beaver : "......"

"Meow~" Big Meow rushed to the winter beaver as if he was invited.

The little silver-white snake trembled under the big meow's mouth, and the head and tail of the snake were drooping.

The beaver gave it a strange look, and reached out to poke its smooth, cold body

"Huh? It's really a snake. ”

Silver Snake : "......"

"Meow ~ Master, what to do with this little snake? Want to make soup? ”

As he spoke, Big Meow's eyes lit up, while the winter beaver's sharp-eyed eyes saw the shivering body of the silver-white snake and the fear in his eyes.

This little snake doesn't know what kind of monster it is, does it have parents when it's so young?

Big Meow still dares to think about anything, what if the little snake's parents come?

The winter beaver glanced at the little snake with a jealous look, then pointed to the soup bowl on the side and said to the big meow: "No, you drink the soup first."

Big Meow looked at the little snake and was obviously very excited, fluttered over, buried his head and went down to coo, but in a moment the soup bowl had already bottomed out.

Then he jumped over and sniffed at the little snake with light steps

: "Master, it doesn't seem to be tasty."

The little snake in the hands of the winter beaver shook its body and said in a trembling voice:

"I, I, I'm really not tasty, don't stew me."

Winter Beaver's eyes flashed, this little snake who has not yet cultivated can actually speak?

Ordinary demon beasts can't speak, and their rank is not high, so what kind of rare breed is it?

Demon beasts have nine orders, and the ninth-order demon beasts directly transform after they advance, and the demon beasts after transformation are directly equivalent to the god transformation period.

This is different from the spirit essence of plants and trees, which is only equivalent to a mortal who has not cultivated after transforming into a form, and has to cultivate from scratch.

Although it is not easy to cultivate the essence of plants and trees, their lifespan is long and boundless, far beyond the comparison between demon beasts and humans.

No matter how rebellious the demon beast was, it could only speak when it reached the eighth and ninth orders, so the winter beaver had reason to suspect the little snake in front of him.

If the species of the little snake is very rare, then its parents must also be very powerful, but the little snake stays alone in the spiritual spring.

This spiritual spring is full of spiritual power, but it is only on the edge of the demon realm, far away from the center.

Speaking of which, the existence of this spiritual spring is a little wrong, and such a good thing should not appear on the periphery.

Problematic!

Thinking so, the winter beaver looked around, and sure enough, he found the remnants of the formation.

It turned out that there was a formation here, which just closed this spiritual spring, so it was never discovered, but as time passed, the formation gradually dissipated.

That's why the winter beaver stumbled into it by mistake......

And it's still on the premise that other monsters don't find out!

So, this little snake is protected here?

Because his parents couldn't afford to take care of him, he was put here?

There was a hint of cunning in the winter beaver's eyes, so she could kidnap it?