"Stop!" Zhuang Rou rode on the wild boar, and was carried by it in the mountains and forests, her face was crackled by the branches and shrubs, and her eyes couldn't be opened.

The boar was so frightened that it couldn't stop, and it ran so fast that it was harder than a horse.

If you continue to run, you may not be able to go back, so Zhuang Rou grabbed the wild boar's neck with both hands, and stepped on the pig's back with her buttocks and feet.

When the boar flashed past a tree and there was no obstacle in front of her for the time being, she stepped on it hard, and with a strong waist pinched the boar's neck and flipped into the air, her knees fell into the middle of the pig's back.

Zhuang Rou had a thick iron beast head on his knees, and it slammed into the pig's back, and suddenly the side of the boar's body slipped and fell to the ground.

The wild boar rolled over the ground several times and smashed into a tree, and lay on the ground with a chirp and shook its hooves, but it never got up, and its vertebrae broke.

And Zhuang Rou also rolled out, but before hitting the tree, she flexibly turned over and stopped, stood up and looked at the wild boar struggling on the ground, and regardless of the fallen leaves and mud on her body, she pulled out the iron rod and walked over.

By the moonlight that peeked through the canopy, she struck the pig's head with ease, and in a few strokes killed the rough and thick-skinned boar.

"The skin of a wild boar is really strong, and it feels more troublesome to deal with than a wolf." Zhuang Rou wiped the iron rod on the boar, and then did not return to his waist.

She grabbed the boar's two hind legs and tried to drag it back with all her strength, but she didn't expect that after the boar died, it would be heavier than dragging a human corpse. And they couldn't see the light of the fire, so they had to find their way there.

Zhuang Rou crossed his waist and thought about it, then pulled out Jiuxinghong, intending to cut a few pieces of meat directly on the pork leg. Then find some large leaves to wrap up, and you can eat them cleanly without washing.

The fruit in her clothes was almost rotten, and the juice seeped through the fabric, making her feel sticky and uncomfortable at all.

She gestured with her knife on the boar's leg, looking for the thickest part of the leg. Fortunately, this is a famous knife, although the wild boar has rough skin, Jiuxinghong still inserts it into the meat with force, so that she can cut the meat.

Qin Qiu hid in the dark, watching Zhuang Rou as if she was cutting the pig's leg defenselessly, but she didn't go to kill her immediately. Maybe just as she was about to do it, something unlucky would happen, and she would be unlucky enough to assassinate her.

Seeing that she cut off a piece of pork, Qin Qiu walked out of the darkness directly, and his perennial habit made him walk in the wild without making a sound, just standing in the distance with his figure exposed.

"The pork ribs are also good, it's delicious to cook some big radishes together, I kind of miss the pork ribs and radish soup cooked by Aunt Liu. It's a waste, and it's troublesome to cut this thing, so it can only be thrown to the wolf. Zhuang Rou held the meat in her hand, looked at the pig body regretfully and said.

Suddenly, she found something good, and hurriedly walked to the pig's head with a knife, "The pig's ears are also good, burn the outer dirt and scrape it off, and give it to He Xiaoran to eat." ”

"It's a pity that there is no pot, otherwise this pig brain is also a good thing." She saw something good again, and the more she looked, the more she felt that the boar was delicious everywhere.

Seeing that she had been standing here for a long time, she didn't even notice it, so Qin Qiu coughed lightly.

Zhuang Rou suddenly jumped back a few steps alertly, and then raised his head to look at him, and when he saw the black-clothed appearance with his face covered, it should be Qin Qiu, that is, a line of gray was found.

It's really rare, he didn't assassinate himself in secret, could it be that he had something to discuss with himself?

She paused, then pretended not to know and asked, "This black-clothed brother, what's the matter, is it because he is lost and tired and hungry, and wants to get some pork?" ”

Qin Qiu was stunned for a moment, she didn't recognize herself?