Horned Demon Lorcan is tall, but skinny, and it looks like it can be blown by a gust of wind, but it feels like a mountain.

He stared at Leon and said in a deep voice, "Elena is a good girl, but she has not yet developed the ability to conjure food in this barren land. She can't, and the children can't do it. So you did it all, right? ”

Finding faults?

Leon wasn't surprised.

Men are good-looking, especially in front of women, even if these women are a bunch of little loli and a fierce stinky is no exception. Lorcan brought brown rice mixed with stones, and he brought tender and delicious bamboo shoots and fatty and smooth meat slices, who is taller and who is next at a glance, Lorcan will naturally be angry when he loses face, and Li Ang is not surprised at all.

Originally, this thing was not a big deal, and no matter how much it was said, it really improved the living standards of the children, and under normal circumstances, Lorcan sneered and sneered. But now the question is, Lorcan lost an arm for that small bag of brown rice, but the limelight was all robbed by Leon, can he feel good? Of course not!

Anger is the most basic means of decompression for a person, and it must be painful for a man to lose his arm and become crippled, and Leon is likely to become the target of this pain.

Maybe today is the last day I will stay in this valley, it's a pity that Journey to the West has only told a beginning.

Even if he is in the demon world, on other people's territory, Li Ang is not a person who dares to do it. It's a big deal to fight vigorously, and the victory or defeat depends on the ability, which is also fair and reasonable, and there are no regrets.

So he nodded unabashedly: "Well, I made it all up, is there any problem?" ”

"Good!" Lorcan said a word of repetition and walked towards Leon.

Although Elena was a woman, she also saw that something was wrong and wanted to step forward to stop her, but she was pulled aside by Lorcan as soon as she raised her hand.

Leon raised his eyebrows, he had personally experienced Elena's strength, and it seemed that Lorcan was still above her.

The mandala tried to step forward, but was stopped by Dandelion.

"What are you doing?" Mandala hurriedly shouted, "Leon will be killed by Lorcan!" ”

Dandelion smiled faintly: "Don't you don't like humans, wouldn't it be good for him to die, anyway, we already know the practice of bamboo shoots and bamboo rats, even without him, we can eat enough." ”

Mandala rolled his eyes at Dandelion's words, blushed and said stiffly: "I'm afraid that if he dies, he won't be able to hear the story of Sun Wukong!" ”

"Oh?" Dandelion smiled: "You say yes, right!" ”

"It was meant to be!" Mandala said angrily: "Then you are still blocking me, don't you want to listen to the follow-up of the story?" ”

"It's okay, Leon won't die."

"Ah, do you mean Lorcan will be beaten?" Mandala shook his head repeatedly: "How is that possible, Lorcan used to be ......"

"No, I'm not saying who wins and who loses." Dandelion said confidently: "They can't fight, believe Loken, he is not as superficial as he seems on the surface, in fact, on the contrary, he is a man full of wisdom." ”

"Wisdom? Lorcan? The mandala is full of question marks, and it seems impossible to connect the two.

At the same time, Lorcan also stood still in front of Leon, and he could touch the distance of Leon's body with just one stretch of his hand.

This distance is the most suitable for launching an attack, and it also allows Leon to confirm the height of Loken, who is a head taller than him, and if he is more burly, he is afraid that he will be a mighty and majestic man.

But alas, Lorcan is skinny.

Thinking about Elena's experience of eating dirt, it seems that it is not difficult to understand the reason why he is thin.

Li Ang sighed, and suddenly felt that he had no fighting spirit at all, if he could, he didn't want to do anything with such a person.

"Ask you again." Lorcan's deep voice sounded again: "You really got this food?" ”

"Yes!"

"How long can you eat it?"

"The ingredients are collected from the bamboo groves in the east. If you can keep the buds, let the mother beast go, and collect it in a planned way, you won't be able to eat it all for the rest of your life. Leon sighed, and he said it all anyway. Even if he did run away or die, those children could still live. Doing so won't make him feel how noble he is, but not doing so will make him regret it for the rest of his life.

"Okay, you're good!" Lorcan's whole body trembled when he heard this. His shoulders moved, lifting his remaining right arm.

Don't even want to make excuses? It's really a rude demon.

Li Ang sighed with emotion and raised his mental defense, but he watched Lorcan's hand rise, but instead of calling him, he leaned down, touched his left waist, and untied a small jar.

"Thank you!" Lorcan, who had lost an arm, bit the lid on the jar with his mouth and grinned innocently, "Please drink!" ”

Li Ang was stunned: "You don't hate me?" ”

"You helped us, why hate?" Lorcan handed the jar to Leon and said again, "Please drink!" ”

The demons are barbarians and don't understand the law of etiquette. In their culture, those who drink together are brothers and friends, and Leon is probably the first human to be invited to drink by the demons.

"I'm human."

"So what? There are good people among the human race, I once met one, but then he died. Lorcan glanced at Elena, then withdrew his gaze and said to Leon for the third time, "Please drink!" ”

Leon looked at the liquor in the jar, it was turquoise and turquoise, and there were countless floating objects in it, which was the lowest inferior liquor.

Sensing Leon's hesitation, Lorcan's face darkened and he tried to take the wine back, but Leon grabbed his wrist.

"Your wine, I'll drink it!"

Li Ang took the small jar, raised his head and took a sip, the bitter taste filled his entire mouth, and he could only taste a slight taste of wine, which could not be called delicious anyway.

"This one, I apologize to you." Leon said.

"Why apologize?"

"Apologize for my narrow-mindedness, apologize for misunderstanding you!"

Lorcan snatched the jar, also raised his head and said, "Then I have to apologize too." ”

"Why are you?"

"For the stick in the first place." Lorcan laughed and said, "You must have been urinating blood for days after that." ”

"Fuck you uncle!" Li Ang scolded with a smile: "Lao Tzu's happiness in the second half of his life was almost ruined by you!" ”

"Haha, so didn't I apologize?" Lorcan took another sip: "This time it's a friend." ”

Leon snatched the jar, and he didn't dislike it, and he looked up and took a bite: "Hello, my name is Leon, human." ”

"Hello, my name is Loken, Demon."

The two of them immediately burst out laughing, and the demons and humans became friends, which was really a good joke. But the most ridiculous thing is that this is the reality.

"To be honest, your wine really doesn't taste very good."

"No way, I'm just a poor man, and it's good to drink some. Why, do humans drink alcohol based on taste? ”

"Mostly like that, but those guys don't drink alcohol, they feel superior."

"What about you?"

"I've only drunk twice, once when one of my good brothers died, once when one of my good brothers got married, and now it's the third time."

"Haha!" Lorcan laughed and said, "So I'm also your good brother?" It's incredible that I Lorcan actually has a human brother! ”

"Then you won't have another drink?"

"Coming, coming!"

The two of you take a sip of me, it is obviously a weak and bitter bad wine, but Li Ang feels that it is sweeter than the holy wine he drank at his brother's wedding back then. Drinking wine is not about taste, it's about feeling. If you feel right, even if it's water, you can still drink the taste of alcohol.

How much wine can there be, the two of them quickly drank it up, but they were not satisfied, they simply scooped up water from the water tank, and sat on the ground, drinking with red faces and laughing happily.

Some people don't need to communicate much, just three or two sentences can become confidants. Leon is a good person, Lorcan is also a good person, in this world of snatching, two good people can meet, it is a pleasure worth conspiring together.

Dandelion smiled slightly: "Look, I'll just say I can't fight." ”

Mandala was dumbfounded, obviously he was still tense just now, why did the two suddenly become friends, and you and I drank the wine one sip at a time. And it's the same jar I use, it's not dirty, it's disgusting.

"Yes...... Why is that? Mandala finally couldn't hold back and asked Dandelion.

Dandelion looked at the two of them, let out a sigh of relief, and said like a little adult: "My father once said that good men will always attract each other, they can fight to the death on the battlefield, and they can also get drunk in private wrapped in bandages. When you wake up, pick up your sword, cherish each other, and then go to the battlefield to fight to the death. The emperor of the Roman Empire once led the army to fight with my father's demon left army, and the two men were drunk and slept in the snow and died, if it wasn't for the princess of the Roman Empire who found out in time, I'm afraid these two army commanders would have died long ago. ”

"Stupid?" Mandala puffed out his cheeks and said, "Since we are friends, why do we have to fight?" ”

"There are things that you have to do even if you don't want to, and that's what men do. And men, it's really hard. Dandelion glanced at Leon and Loken, and said with a wry smile: "So we can't fight anymore, it's better to have a headache after waking up than to fight together, although life is not easy now, but war brings only sadness, and the happiness that can be created by killing is not happiness for a long time!" ”

"You kid is just thinking hard, Lorcan and I are not dead yet, you don't have to think about those things." Elena knocked on the dandelion's head, and said angrily, "Those two fools seem to want to drink, go and collect some firewood to light a bonfire, and some dried bamboo shoots and jerky, so that they can taste our craft." The so-called good woman is to send a bowl of hot rice to a man when he is drunk! ”

"Yes!" The children responded cheerfully, they hadn't been so happy in a long time. Although the days are still tight, happiness is happiness, and it can't be concealed no matter what.

The bonfire was lit, the pot made a gurgling sound, the smell of meat overflowed, and the children sat together in three or two, talking quietly, and there was a sense of peace and warmth everywhere.

The night is still long, and tonight is far from over......

(This chapter commemorates the king's departure!) Ask for favorites, ask for recommendations! ）