The morning light gradually brightened, the mist dissipated, and the vast desert gradually came back to life.

Luo Qianqian hummed a small song, her singing voice was melodious, and her voice was full of longing for life.

She sang: "The desert sunrise, hungry, a fire scale, talk to the stomach." If you ask how the fire scales taste ~ make a fire to barbecue meat, eat it, you know its wonderful~ ......"

"Haha!" Yan Ling listened to this, laughed loudly, and said, "Qianqian, you really know how to have fun in suffering, and you can survive in the desert and be so interested." ”

Yan Ling didn't know that Luo Qianqian's joy was more due to the deep conversation with Bai Ze last night. After Bai Ze's reassurance, the haze in her heart, like a morning mist, dissipated immediately after the morning light.

She hummed happily and paced to the firescale, looking around the firescale.

Sha'er squatted not far away, guarding her mother's corpse, staring at the jubilant Luo Qianqian with deep-set eyes, and her heart was full of mixed feelings.

Luo Qianqian's singing voice was exactly what she was thinking in her heart, she was hungry in the morning, and she needed food and fruits, and when she saw a big fire-scaled beast in front of her, she really wanted to make a fire to roast and eat. If you ask what the firescale beast tastes like, you can only know how wonderful it is if you eat it.

Sha'er fantasized about the deliciousness of the firescale beast and swallowed her saliva incessantly.

It's a pity that she knows that she has deeply offended Luo Qianqian, and for a while, she won't be able to eat the delicious meat of the firescale beast.

She wiped a handful of saliva from the corner of her mouth, grabbed her mother's cold hand in frustration, and whispered: "Mother! Luo Qianqian bullied her daughter, if you were there, she wouldn't dare! ”

Luo Qianqian caught a glimpse of Sha'er's depressed expression. That poor little face was full of hunger and sorrow.

However, she can't be soft-hearted, otherwise, she will not be able to control that bastard stinky girl in the future.

She hummed deliberately louder, her expression more joyful.

She paced around the huge corpse of the firescale, wondering how to peel off the scales of the firescale, which could be both effortless and fast.

Not far away, the Sasquatch was already carrying firewood. Clumsily walked this way.

The timing is about the same. It didn't take too long to start a fire, she planned to quickly peel off the scales of the firescale beast, so that the hungry Yan Ling and the squatter could eat the delicious barbecue quickly.

She said, "Yan Ling, you go and greet the Bigfoot Savage." Prepare to light a fire. I started peeling off the scales. ”

"Okay!" Yan Lingdao.

Meat will be available in no time. Of course, it's a good thing, Yan Ling was quick with his hands and feet, and he took three steps and two steps and ran in the direction of the big-foot savage.

The sand not far away. guarding the corpse of his mother, he looks very lonely.

Luo Qianqian caught a glimpse of poor Sha'er, sighed, and said in her heart: Sha'er, it's not that I don't sympathize with you, any suffering is caused by yourself, and you can't complain about others.

In fact, she felt sorry for Sha'er, a lonely girl, hungry, and had to face the fact that her mother died suddenly, Sha'er was really a poor person.

However, no matter how pitiful Sha'er is, Luo Qianqian's distress for Sha'er can only be kept in her heart and dare not show it. She was worried about Sha'er's fierce nature, and she didn't accept the sympathy of others, but was self-defeating.

As the saying goes, if you don't do it, you won't die, and it's people like Sha'er who are talking about it!

Obviously, Sha'er has repeatedly been unreasonable and willful, but he is unreasonable and blames others for his faults, and he can't fight if he doesn't make sense, and in the face of the unreasonable Sha'er, Luo Qianqian can only shake her head helplessly.

……

After a short time, Luo Qianqian used exercises to remove the scales on the firescale beast, and put these scale treasures into the show bag and kept them for later use.

It just so happened that Yan Ling and the Bigfoot Savage also brought back the firewood and put it on the sand.

Yan Ling said: "Qianqian, you are really powerful, I saw the wind in your palm from a distance, and after a few gusts of wind and waves, the scales of the firescale beast let the wind blow off." Yan Ling, I really admire! Admire! ”

Luo Qianqian said: "I am a small skill of carving insects, if you are a person with spiritual roots, I can also teach you." ”

"Oops! Then I really thank Qianqian, if I can cultivate immortals, I will worship you as a teacher early in the morning, and I will be honored as Qianqian's master. Yan Lingdao.

Luo Qianqian smiled: "Haha! Joke! After that, she glanced at Sha'er, and saw that Sha'er had a depressed face, and looked at this side with her eyes, but she didn't speak.

Luo Qianqian laughed and said, "Hahaha! However, there is a popular saying in the fairy world that those who have spiritual roots and do not cultivate immortals are shafters who do not know how to enjoy happiness. It means that those who are born with the talent of cultivating immortals are rare blessings, and those who don't know how to use this talent are fools! ”

"Hahaha!" Yan Ling smiled and said, "It's a pity that I don't have this talent, I was born a mortal." ”

Luo Qianqian said: "You don't have it, but Sha'er does!" ”

"Huh?" Yan Ling looked at Sha'er in surprise.

Sha'er looked stubborn and said, "If you want to eat meat, you can eat it, I'm not greedy, what are you doing when you mention me?" Hum! ”

After hearing this, Yan Ling smiled at Luo Qianqian, as if to say: Look! That's a fool's sitting.

Luo Qianqian gave Yan Ling a look, as if to say: Let her be stupid for a while, I have my own way to wake her up.

Then she began to hum again, and the song was joyful and melodious: "The desert sunrise, the hungry bowels, the fire scales, talk to the stomach." If you ask how the fire scales taste ~ make a fire to barbecue meat, eat it, you know its wonderful~ ......"

While singing, she and Yan Ling were busy lighting a fire.

Bigsafoot skillfully tore off pieces of delicious flesh from the firescale beast with a stone machete.

The "Zilala" fire ignited, and Yan Ling lit a bonfire.

Luo Qianqian and Yan Ling put a wooden stick on the fire, and then put the meat of the firescale beast on the wooden stick one by one, and roasted it over a bonfire.

As the slices of meat become cooked, the aroma of barbecue spreads, and the smell of barbecue can be smelled for miles as the desert breeze blows.

"Incense! It's really fragrant! Yan Ling couldn't wait, picked up a piece of half-cooked meat, put it in his mouth and chewed it.

He couldn't stop praising while eating, with a happy look on his face.

The Sasfoot would not say anything praised, so he just kept his head bored and only cared about eating, making a sound of "staggering" and "staggering" while eating.

Luo Qianqian sang happily on the side, singing loudly and beautifully.

Sha'er looked at the three people not far away, the picture was happy and warm, and her stubborn heart couldn't help but soften.

She was really hungry and crying!

She wiped her nose and didn't know what to do for a while.

She has lived for more than 20 years, she has never said soft words, and she has never been soft to anyone, I am afraid that today is a limit, and it is not okay not to accept softness, otherwise the delicious barbecue and the feeling of happiness are dangling in front of her eyes, so how can she not be tempted.

Luo Qianqian continued to sing: "The fresh meat with fire scales is very delicious~......"

(The author Jun has already written that he is hungry, goo~~(╯_╰),...... (To be continued.) )