As soon as Wan Yang on the side wanted to speak, he saw that the fairy tale put the already charred snake meat back on the fire and continued to flip it.

When it came to his mouth, he swallowed it back, maybe someone made it to his favorite taste.

Wan Yang felt that it was better for him to eat white food, and it was better not to have so many opinions, just eat some.

Not long after, the fairy tale's first hands-on barbecue in this world was finally made, and I took it and turned it over carefully, and found that except for the charred black piece at the beginning, the rest was not so ugly.

Fairy tales are pleasant, and it doesn't seem to be so difficult.

"Ah Yan, come and taste my new barbecue" Fairy Tale excitedly handed over the barbecue meat in her hand, but looked up and was stunned there, looking in a trance for a few seconds.

Wan Yang, who was about to reach out to pick it up, looked at her stunned, and didn't know whether to pick it up or not, so he stretched out his hand and shook it in front of her: "Fairy tale." ”

"Huh?" Fairy Tale came back to her senses violently, looked at Wan Yang who looked puzzled in front of her, shook her head, and pushed the branch in her hand out.

"I'm fine. Fairy Tale wrinkled her somewhat sour nose as she spoke, lowered her head and picked up another string and took a hard bite.

A fishy smell filled the tip of her tongue, the half-cooked snake meat, the faint taste, and the smell of cinder from the charred place, all kinds of flavors mixed together, making her feel more unpalatable than raw meat.

"Phew. The fairy tale hurriedly spit out the snake meat in his mouth on the ground, and was about to stop Wan Yang, but he saw that his face was blue and white for a while, and when he saw the fairy tale, he swallowed the unchewed meat in his mouth as if he were dead, and the fairy tale was stunned.

"Isn't it unpleasant?"

"This" Wan Yang wanted to say that it was not unpalatable, but this kind of thing was too contrary to his will, and he was upright by nature and still couldn't say it after brewing for two seconds.

Fairy Tale put down the roast meat in her hand and looked at the unroasted snake meat on the ground for a moment of sorrow.

"Why don't I come. Wan Yang opened his mouth cautiously, for fear of hitting the self-confidence of the person in front of him.

"Naw. Hearing Wan Yang's words, Fairy Tale pushed the remaining snake meat over without hesitation, whether he really knew it or not, it couldn't be worse than himself.

Fairy Tale feels that there is absolutely no room for his barbecue skills to decline.

It turns out that Wan Yang is not a star and a half stronger than fairy tales, although it is still far worse than Wen Fei, compared with her, this is absolutely crushing.

"Not bad," Fairy Tale took a bite carefully, making sure that it was completely different from what she had made, and was also relieved, and ate bread for two days in a row.

There is no harm without contrast.

The two of them ate and drank to their heart's content, and Wan Yang diligently extinguished the fire on the side.

When the fairy tale pondered whether to consume after the meal, and walked around the place to see if she could find any surprises, a sound sounded.

Dao: Are there other people in this place? Even Wan Yang, who was busy with his hands, turned his head to look.

After a while, I saw a white shadow slowly emerging from the depths of the woods.

"Then is that a ghost?" Wan Yang was not calm, and rushed behind the fairy tale in a panic, taking a breath, and being embarrassed

Thinking out, a little embarrassed by his very spineless performance.

"It's not a ghost, it's a bear, get out of the way and go up the tree. Compared with Wan Yang, the fairy tale is a master of art and bold, without panic at all, his eyes flashed brightly, and he looked at the white bear that was swaying over excitedly, and he was a little eager to try.

"Huh?" When Wan Yang heard the figure of the white bear, she subconsciously wanted to lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, and then she heard the sound of a fairy tale running, but she herself stood still and couldn't help but sink in her heart.

He didn't know where to look, didn't the bear attack the one who fled quickly?

Is she trying to use herself as bait to lure away the white bear so that she can get out?

Wan Yang hesitated for two seconds, and the white bear not far away seemed to be looking at something, and suddenly found the two of them, and immediately ran over, trampling the ground to the sky.

"What are you doing, run. Feeling that Wan Yang didn't move, Fairy Tale had no time to turn her head to look at him, but reminded her again.

Wan Yang gritted his teeth, forget it, she was originally saved by her, this time it was regarded as a return for her life-saving grace, and as he spoke, he took one last look at Tong Hua, turned his head, and ran decisively in another direction, wanting to lure the white bear away.

"Run to the tree where you rested last night, what are you going to do there?" the fairy tale voice sounded at the right time.

Resting on the tree yesterday?

Wan Yang didn't have time to think about it, he turned around again, pulled the hanging long vine, climbed up in threes and twos, leaned over and looked down.

"It's coming again, quick, you come up too. Wan Yang's nervous tongue began to knot.

"What are you going up there for?" Fairy didn't look back, slowly unloading the dagger from his trouser leg: "How long do you think it will take this guy to break this tree?"

"You, you" Wan Yang opened his mouth, his eyes a little moist.

Is it the opposite of what she thinks? She is not trying to use herself as bait, but herself as bait?

Do you want such a woman, you can't sacrifice for him?

"Then I'll go down. When Wan Yang thought of this, he was about to jump down decisively.

"Stop me," Fairy Tale snorted, and when Wan Yang was frozen there, he said thoughtlessly: "Will you roast white bear meat?"

White bear meat?

Before Wan Yang could understand what the fairy tale meant, he saw that the rickety white bear had already rushed to the front and pounced towards the fairy tale under the tree.

"Be careful!" Wan Yang exclaimed, and saw that the fairy tale had already flashed one step ahead of him, and Wan Yang, who was fast, wondered if he was dazzled.

The dodged fairy tale quickly went around the back of the white bear, and the dagger in his hand was slashed, hitting the back of the white bear's neck, and a handful of snow-white hair fluttered out, but the white bear seemed to have no pain, and turned around and slapped it towards the fairy tale.

This bear skin is really thick, a knife down actually no blood, fairy tale swept the dagger, dodged the white bear again with a whistling paw, took a deep breath, holding the back of the Yuan Dan not much internal force can save the mentality, the whole person circled around the white bear, from time to time to draw a knife, the knife cut in the same place, Rao is the white bear then rough skin and thick flesh, such a continuous dozen knives down, can not help but burst out of a long wound, blood fountain shot out, stained a large area on the bear's back

The white bear howled miserably, and the pain on its neck and the blood on the ground aroused its ferocity even more, and the bear paw slapped on the tree in a turn, directly slapping off a layer of bark.

Wan Yang, who was squatting on the tree, shook with the big tree, almost didn't fall, and hurriedly hugged the trunk, and the crazy white bear pounced for a while, but fortunately, the white bear was clumsy, and the fairy tale moved left and right in the dense woods, but he was not hurt by the white bear at all.

"Little guy, don't mess around," Wan Yang, who was sitting firmly on the trunk of the tree, suddenly heard the sound of a fairy tale, and just turned his head, he saw a light blue lightning swooping towards him, and less than a meter away from him, he hit a branch, and circled the branch in a circle.

"Stay there and don't move, you bit it to death, how can we eat it?" but it was the fairy tale who threw out the little colored snake that wanted to attack the white bear at a critical moment.

Fairy Tale panted slightly, staring closely at the white bear in front of him, who had become a little delirious due to excessive blood loss.

Another bear paw slapped on the tree, and the white bear was shocked and fell backwards, stumbled and shook in a circle, threw himself forward, and fell to the ground without moving.

"How is it? are you still alive?" Wan Yang asked nervously as he looked at the white bear who had fallen to the ground.

The fairy tale didn't answer him, and gestured to Wan Yang on the tree with the dagger in his hand, put it aside and immediately meditated on the spot.

Wan Yang, who was staring at the battle situation under the tree, saw Fairy Tale's movements, and hurriedly jumped down, picked up the dagger that Fairy Tale put aside, and began to deal with the dead white bear on the ground.

The white bear's physique is not small, after the fairy tale meditated, Wan Yang disposed of half of the pile of meat, moved his legs and finally stopped trembling, and the fairy tale let out a long breath of turbidity, sure enough, he still can't rely too much on internal force, if he encounters real danger, he who has exhausted his internal force is not a mermaid.

Glancing at Wan Yang, who was serious about processing, he walked around and found some seasoning plants that could be used to marinate meat.

Thanks to the trip to the West River, following Wen Fei, the best travel housekeeper, the fairy tale knows a lot about the plants in this area, which comes in handy at this time.

Not long after, when Fairy Tale came back with a small bundle of seasoning plants, Wan Yang was staring at the pile of bear meat on the ground in a daze.

"What?" Fairy Tale threw aside a bundle of plants in her hand, clapped her hands, and bent down to inspect the pile of bear meat on the ground: "It's handled well, it looks like you're very sophisticated." ”

"But these, how can we take them?" Wan Yang looked at it, the big sun that had risen on the door of his head, this kind of weather, it was too difficult to preserve.

"I've got my hands on my own. As she spoke, the fairy tale took out a few green fruits from the small bag she was carrying: "These fruits, as well as the bundle of grass stalks over there, can be used for flavor." ”

Wan Yang took it in a daze, incredulous: "Could it be that these are going to be roasted?"

"Of course, it's a shame to be wasted. "The fairy tale has a straight face.

That's true, but how?

However, everyone said that he had his own way, and he didn't talk anymore, and directly set up a fire on the spot and started his barbecue journey.

It turns out that the roast bear meat is much more delicious than the roast snake meat, and the fairy tale is still unfinished gnawing a large piece of roast meat, looking at the two bear paws on the ground that were specially put aside by Wan Yang, on a whim, it was rummaging around again, and found a small beehive.