Where did you hide it?" I looked up at the big head that was watching me cook.

"What did you say, what did you hide?" the guy looked at me innocently, his face confused.

"Where's the chicken? Why isn't it gone? You can't swallow it raw, right?" looked at the greedy look on this guy's face, and swept his suspicious gaze.

"Are you an idiot? What are you thinking?" the guy gave me an annoyed look, then looked up at the place where the chicken was kept.

"We have to hurry up and find out, why did such a chicken disappear out of thin air in the kitchen? Since it is under our noses, who has such great ability? Or is it really wrong to give birth to chickens!" I jumped up and began to look around, there is only one man and one beast in this kitchen, is there another invisible man?

"Not there? What a fuss!" the big head flew up gluttonously, and began to help me look around, and in less than a moment he returned with a chicken in his mouth, and then pressed it heavily.

"Where did you find this?"

"Don't you see, it's right at the door...", the big head said this, and suddenly stopped squeaking. The two exchanged glances and were silent for a long time.

I sat down cross-legged, and let out my divine sense, and searched the surroundings carefully, but there was nothing!

"There's someone at the door just now, don't worry about him. Now he's gone!"I've taken my consciousness back! I carefully checked the chicken, and the goods stuffed in my stomach didn't fall off, and what was even more incredible was that the chicken was clean and clean. Then that's it. So I went on to make my unique flower chicken.

First, the zongzi leaves carefully wrapped the chicken, and then used a thin thread to trap it sturdy. Then the outside wrapped the loaf of bread.

"Alright, that's it!" all the preludes were ready, and I breathed a solid sigh of relief. But at this time, I remembered, what kind of roast does it seem to be used?

"You're going to let me eat like this? isn't this slimy taste very good?" the big head shook, and he looked disgusted.

"Since you don't want to eat raw, don't you spit out fireballs? Why don't you spit out one?" I couldn't help but smile mischievously, and let out a silver bell-like laugh.

"What for?"

"Roast it with that fireball!" I gave it an angry look.

"What can I do with this fireball? It's too hot. Don't you want to burn it to black charcoal?" the guy looked at me helplessly, but he didn't move for a while!

"Hurry up, I have my own opinions, I will ensure that you eat fragrant and tender flower chicken!"

The guy didn't ask any more, and with a "whoosh", a large fireball erupted in front of me. As soon as I raised my hand, I threw the chicken into the air, and then used my spiritual power to control the chicken and the fire up and down in mid-air, and just like that, barbecued. Then the other hand flipped out from time to time.

Thinking about this man and beast, it took a lot of effort to eat a bite, and I felt very funny! The fragrance slowly emanated, and I carefully controlled the height of the chicken from the fire, so as not to roast it!

"Hey, hey, hurry up, your fireball is about to go out, hurry up and get another one, otherwise all your efforts will be wasted, don't blame me if you make it a sandwich!" And at this moment, the fireball was getting smaller and smaller, as if it was going to be extinguished at any time.

"As far as you have a lot to do, wouldn't it be faster if you put it directly into the stove just now?" The guy gave me an angry look, and reluctantly spit out a fireball again! With such a simple action, the two of us stared at it with blazing eyes! The original white dough slowly turned brown, and the flavor of the dough became stronger and stronger.

I don't know how long it took, and I don't know how many fireballs were released, but the dough turned completely black, and then I gave up.

"Okay, right? If this is roasted again, I guess it will turn into black charcoal from the inside out, so it's no wonder it's delicious!" At this time, the big head gluttonous floated to the table a little exhausted, and remained motionless for a long time. It seems that the appetite has also decreased a lot.

"Okay! It should be almost!" Seeing this guy looking like a tired dog, I couldn't help but feel happy, let you always think about forcing me to make food, and don't let you make some efforts, how can I be willing.

I carefully used my spiritual power to transport the chicken called Hua to the plate, and then I breathed a long sigh of relief.

"This black and swarthy piece is not delicious no matter how you look at it! You might as well eat it yourself!" The guy who has never been a picky eater actually looked at the flower chicken with a disgusted expression! As soon as he finished speaking, he took two steps back!

I couldn't help but be happy, since the things I made could make foodies gluttonous, regressive, and cure gluttonous greed, it was really unimaginable, and I laughed unkindly.

However, at this moment, the tightly wrapped rooster flew up inexplicably and rushed towards the door. One man and one beast were stunned and watched the changes in front of them.

"Oh, it hurts me to death! You two foodies, you dare to eat anything!" Then a rich smell of roast chicken with the aroma of zongzi came out, and it drifted farther and farther, as if with a fatal temptation. It makes people swallow their saliva involuntarily.

When I saw this, I couldn't help but shiver excitedly, obviously it was the Heavenly Court, how could I feel that there was a supernatural event, who had ever seen a roasted chicken that could speak? Of course, a live chicken in the mortal realm could not speak!

With a "snort", I heard the foodie next to him suck his saliva again, and then rushed over without hesitation, opening his mouth wide and preparing to bite the chicken called Hua!

However, the chicken, which was full of the smell of meat, floated in the air again, turned in a different direction, and began to spin vigorously in the room.

What does the gluttony care about this strange situation? I chased after it relentlessly, and I was stunned to see this unbelievable scene!

The escaped rooster floated faster and faster, and its big head did not show weakness, and pursued it closely! I calmed down and used my divine sense to sense who was around me? What was still puzzling was that there was not a single living creature around.

Who is doing this? Can a roasted chicken still fly? There used to be an old saying: Cooked ducks fly. It's just a metaphor, but what's going on with this living example playing out right in front of your eyes?

I opened my mouth wide and looked at everything in front of me, and I couldn't react for a long time.

"Okay, you glutton, you actually tested me like this, and you still want to eat me! I must go to the Emperor of Heaven to sue you!" And at this moment, the constantly flying rooster was still screaming while fleeing. This is really a fantasy to see too much, this is the so-called live for a long time?

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