Chapter 22: What About Lying to You?

Xue Yuan's face was pale, holding a roasted golden "roast pig hand", facing the werewolf girl who patted her shoulder and asked herself, he had an urge to cry without tears. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Despite the aroma of this "roast pork knuckle", Xue Yuan only felt that his stomach was churning violently now, as if someone was holding a soup spoon and stirring it in his stomach.

He forcibly held back the ** he vomited out, and whispered a response to the question of the enthusiastic werewolf girl Miuli.

"Well, it smells good, it's definitely delicious. But I'm not hungry now, because I was so full. ”

"Oops, that would be a shame." Ignoring the grease stains on her mouth, Miao Li took away the "roast pork knuckle" she had forced into Xue Yuan five minutes ago and gnawed it down.

"You can't eat it, the jujube is ginger and spicy earlier, and now the oil pad is a little cold." While Miao Li was eating, she blamed Xue Yuandao inarticulately.

"Vomit"

Xue Yuan couldn't help the feeling of nausea, he staggered a few steps, half-kneeling on the ground and retching.

The werewolf girl Miao Li is very strong, but Xue Yuan never expected her to be so strong

After blowing down the straw house and abusing and killing the pig.

It didn't take long for her to take Xue Yuan to find Zhu Er, who had already built a wooden house, so she repeated the technique to blow down the wooden house. This time, she didn't talk much nonsense, but directly smashed Zhu Er's Tianling cover, and used a wooden strip to wear Zhu Er to make a "roasted whole pig", and then finished eating.

In the end, it was the turn of Zhu San, who built a stone house, after the blowing tactics failed to be the same as in the fairy tale plot of the three little pigs, after being ridiculed by Zhu San, who thought that he would win, Miao Li in anger turned into a giant wolf and demolished the stone house with brute force, Zhu San did not die in the hands of Miao Li, but was killed by the collapsed house in a daze!

Mully tore off Pig San's hairy pig's head and threw it in the ruins of the stone house. In Mully's words, "show it how vulnerable its broken house is." ”

Werewolf Girl is undoubtedly a very particular foodie, and although the barbecue grill is made of simple wooden strips made of local materials, the ingredients are very complete: ginger, peanut flour, sesame seeds, salt, bay leaves, and even white pepper and peppercorns!

And her skills are indeed very good, and her control of the heat is better than Xue Yuan, a half-baked barbecue lover, I don't know how many times. If the ingredients were really just pigs, Xue Yuan would happily eat some.

But the problem is that it's not just pigs, it's a mix of humans and pigs.

Specifically, they are more like humans with a pig's head, and apart from the fact that their heads are quite different from humans, the rest of their bodies are actually the same as humans.

The roasted golden "roast pork knuckle" is actually a roasted human hand!

Watching the glamorous and moving girl intoxicated gnawing on a fat "human hand", spit out some gnawed knuckle bones from time to time, Xue Yuan just retched a few times, which was already a tough guy-level performance.

Miao Li, who was intoxicated by the "food", didn't seem to notice Xue Yuan's abnormality, and after nibbling on the "roast pork knuckle", she patted her little belly with satisfaction.

"Oops, I'm full." Mury's tone suddenly became unusually excited, and her tail with a little white fur at the tip wagged happily like a happy puppy.

"I feel full of power, the pig I ate just now is definitely not simple!"

Xue Yuan had already stopped retching at this time, thinking to himself that the pig you just ate was of course not simple, it was the smartest of the three pigs. In the story of the Three Little Pigs, the last one to defeat the evil big bad wolf is the third pig who built a stone house.

She suddenly bent down, grabbed her hair, and trembled and fell to her knees.

"This, is it going to be again?"

The girl's body suddenly swelled, and her hair grew thickly, and after a while, she turned into a huge brown coyote, shaking her head from side to side as if she had woken up from a deep sleep, and stepped on the ground several times with her front foot to confirm her physical condition.

The wolf's paws have huge teeth that show out from their sickle-like claws, so large that the shape of each tooth is clearly visible, and its mouth is large enough to easily swallow a human in one bite.

The weight of the wolf's body makes the air around it heavy. The heat melted as if it were close to it.

That's how Mully had turned out to be tearing down the stone house about an hour before. Now that she suddenly took on the form of a giant wolf again, what was she for?

"Woo" The giant wolf raised her head and howled to the sky, her eyes were bloodshot at this time, and she lost her previous rationality and clarity.

"We feel it! We're going to make the cut! The giant wolf howled excitedly, and his bloodshot eyes suddenly looked at Xue Yuan, "Our kindred, donate your flesh and blood to us." ”

The giant wolf jumped lightly in the direction of Xue Yuan, and it was all over in the blink of an eye at a distance of tens of meters.

"Be a part of us!"

"Mully!" Xue Yuan narrowly avoided the giant wolf's pounce, "Didn't you say you were joking before?" ”

"Our mother once said that all females are good at deceiving people with appearances, and all males are fools who will be deceived by appearances, and it is the prerogative of females to deceive people with appearances."

The giant wolf opened his mouth, "And let's say that it is the prerogative of women to deceive people, whether in appearance, language or feelings. We lied to you, but so what? ”

"I hope the guy who was tricked there isn't dead by now, otherwise it's all in vain." Scarlett walked past the Champlin and a low brick wall, a sign of a witch cemetery, but she tried not to think about the graves that were clearly new, as they meant another sister had been killed. Ah, this damn age.

She walked down the mossy and shady riverbank. The Yankees had burned the bridge, but she knew that there was a single-plank bridge a few hundred yards further to the narrow part of the riverbed. She walked cautiously over it, then laboriously climbed up the hill, from where it was only about half a mile to the village of Twelve Oaks.

Twelve great oak trees towered there, as they had been since the days of the Indians, but now the leaves were blackened by the fire, and the branches were either burned or scorched. In the circle around it was the site of a witches' meeting place. This once illustrious mansion perched atop a hill with a promenade of white pillars is now in ruins. The pit that had been a wine cellar, with its blackened stone foundations and two huge chimneys, was the only sign of the building. One of the columns, which was still half-burned, fell sideways on the turf, crushing the jasmine bushes.

Scarlett sat down on the half-column and began to draw intricate shapes on the ground, connecting them with lines.

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