"Now your kid is just barely up to the standard of hunting ancestors, and your mental preparation depends on this test!" Edward instructed when he saw Hao Song's grinding appearance.

"Can I say that the gentleman is far away from cooking? This scene is simply a slaughterhouse!" Hao Song's face was pale and his mouth was still stiff, like a white duck.

"The battle with the Ancestral Spirit is dead, you must have deliberately forgotten something, right? Many soldiers must have died in the incident where you and Su Rui encountered the Thunderlark?" said Edward Miero with a red glint in his eyes, closing the "Guanxi Hold".

Hao Song's face changed slightly, and he looked away and said: "No! don't say it again, I don't know" In fact, he had vaguely guessed that the soldiers who went with them at that time must have been sacrificed, but his psychological protection mechanism deliberately ignored this matter.

"Actually, after you hunted that swamp deer yesterday, I wanted to say it. But you're quick to deal with your emotions, and I don't know how to reveal people's scars, so I'm delayed. Edward freely admitted that he was going to rub salt into Hao Song's wounds.

"Brother, don't you want you to be tactful!?" Avril grumbled through the headphones.

"But I still don't know how to deal with other people's psychological problems gently. So I decided to go straight ahead. Edward shrugged his shoulders as he spoke.

Then he took a few steps closer, grabbed Hao Song's shoulder with one hand, looked at him with oppressive eyes, and said word by word: "There is no need to feel guilty yesterday, because of weakness and innocence; today there is no need to fear, because you can still struggle; tomorrow there is no need to retreat, because you will be strong!"

After a pause, Edward scratched his head and continued, "Well, this is what Professor Mo asked me to say, anyway, I don't understand much." In short, there is still a lot of work that needs to be done, there is no time to be afraid, accept fate and then we will hit the road!" After speaking, he patted Hao Song on the shoulder, and turned around to collect the pieces of minced meat.

Hao Song only felt that his shoulders were about to be slapped apart like a piece of tofu, and he was also a little sluggish. He was a little unacceptable to even the slightly more tragic death of animals, and it was even more difficult to imagine that many people would die in front of him in the future.

Mo Yudao's words only made him no longer feel guilty, but he still couldn't solve the puzzle of killing. But as Edward said, it's only right to get on the road as soon as possible, and maybe you'll get used to it in the end, right?" Hao Song thought.

He looked at Edward, who was excitedly collecting beef, and wondered why did he always relay something that seemed philosophical, and finally added a big truth that was as rough as papyrus?

Shaking his head, Hao Song cleaned up his expression, and forcibly resisted the discomfort and stepped forward to pick up the ground beef. Soon he found a problem: "Senior, this cow seems to be male, right? Why was the egg eaten by you again?"

"Youknoweggs!" Male eggs contain a lot of energy, and they're a great supplement to your body! Would you like to get a shot?" said Edward, pulling out a ball of meat wrapped in plastic wrap from his jacket pocket.

"Let's get a yarn! Don't forget that the 'Whale Roar' headphones are always on! Don't say anything that makes people misunderstand, okay? Keep this thing for yourself! I don't even have an epididymis, and if you eat it directly, you will be blown up by a dead buffalo!" (The epididymis is where tadpoles are stored~)

Edward listened to most of Hao Song's first words, and threw the irregular spherical ball of meat directly into his mouth and chewed it. Then I heard Hao Song's last sentence of complaining, I was stunned, and then I said vaguely: "Wu (lying) groove! Roar (good) like a very reasonable sample paper! I am actually a little disgusting this time when you shrink (say)!"

"Your reflex arc is a coil, right? Is it just this time? Have you always eaten like that before? Don't say I know you! A man who has been blown up by various male animals!" Hao Song said with a look of disgust on his forehead.

Edward's face changed drastically, and just when Hao Song thought he was going to spit out the contents of his mouth, the thing actually held his head high and forcibly swallowed the unchewed things

"Poof, the so-called a little disgusting, just swallow it directly, hey! Your energy reserves and determination have already lost your mind! Do you think if you don't chew, your mouth will burst! I don't even bother to complain!" This is the first time in Hao Song's life that he is tired, not only in his mouth, but also in his heart

A few minutes later, the two collected most of the safe and edible beef from a radius of 10 meters, wrapped it in biodegradable plastic wrap and put it in their backpack on the road.

In the evening of the same day, the two found a swampy plateau with an area of only a dozen square meters, and Hao Song used the only powerful fire agent to ignite the collected dragon scale palmetto and barbecue the venison and beef weighing dozens of catties taken out of the backpack.

The dragon scale palmetto burns with a special sandalwood aroma that makes the roast squeak out of the oil, and the venison and beef that reflects the oily smell are very delicious. The cowards and Edward, who hadn't eaten properly all day, couldn't wait, and rushed up like hungry wolves.

The meat looks soft and delicious, but when it enters the mouth, it is very tough and difficult to chew. In addition, Hao Song did not carry any seasoning in order to minimize the weight, and these meats tasted like chewy wax, only slightly better than the most disgusting boiled meat.

Hao Song was biting a piece of deer steak meat with a bitter face at the moment, scolding vaguely in his mouth, picking and choosing all kinds of condiments, but his mouth was non-stop. Edward was happy to eat, and it was obvious that he was satisfied with the barbecue.

It's just that Hao Song's chatter about the taste of barbecue really annoys Edward. So the rough man stood up suddenly, put his head directly above the barbecue, and then scratched his scalp frantically!

Hao Song was stunned as he watched the dandruff rain in front of him fall one after another, falling on the barbecue below. I don't know if I was surprised by the amount of dandruff this product, or I was afraid that this product would suddenly go crazy and destroy food. Anyway, after a few seconds, he came back to his senses and scolded: "Edward, are you having a seizure or do you have lice on your head? You have an itchy scalp and go and scrape it yourself! Can you still eat this barbecue? Stop it!"

"You know a cucumber, come and see what it tastes like!" Edward asked, scratching his head wildly.

"Try you big-headed ghost! Who wants to eat your dandruff! I'm finally able to eat enough today! You're cheating on you! Why don't you just add some boogers, hey?" Hao Song watched the white dandruff flicker on the barbecue, and only felt like crying without tears.

"It's terrible to have no posture (knowledge)! Don't you kid know that dandruff is natural pepper? If it weren't for the pain you eat, I wouldn't want to do such a tasteless thing!" Edward actually said a violent cold knowledge in righteous words.

"You treat me as an idiot! Don't say that our ancestors scratched their scalps while roasting meat, hey!" It's a pity that Hao Song doesn't believe it at all, just thinks that this thing is sick.

"How is that possible? Their hair is so oily that they can't get dandruff out, and we don't know if they've found it! Try it!" said Edward, grabbing a piece of beef and trying it.

Hao Song closely observed Edward's expression. I saw him chewing in his mouth, frowning slightly, and then actually looking at himself with strange eyes! That kind of look was like a devil's invitation, with the obscenity of a brothel turtle. Hao Song immediately covered his mouth and said in a sullen voice: "Don't want me to try! Obviously, you are frowning! Go away! Dead pervert!"

Edward stepped forward to restrain Hao Song. Although he has been exercising for more than a month, he is like a little chicken under Edward, and he has no resistance. But the cowardly was sure in his heart, that is, he covered his mouth and did not let go, and at the same time shouted for help at the headphones.

But the tyrant Edward Mierro didn't care about Hao Song's mouth for help, but just walked to the fire with Hao Song's thin but strong arms. The struggle of coercion was useless.

Hao Song looked at the barbecue in front of him at this time and faintly felt that something was wrong, and then his face was placed directly above the barbecue, Hao Song shouted: "! Edward, you are a cannibal! This is to smoke human flesh or roast it directly! Help!

Before he could howl a few times, he felt a strong hand begin to scratch his scalp in every detail! That strength, that speed, like a rapid scalp massage! That sourness, it is 10,000 times cooler than the beautiful picking of your feet while reading the text!

Edward's perfect control of strength allows him to use the maximum amount of power without breaking Hao Song's scalp and causing too much pain, and a small amount of pain will make people more comfortable

Half a minute later, Hao Song, who was intoxicated and even flushed, felt the comfort on his head, and sighed: "Edward, it's a waste for you not to help people wash their hair~ For the first time, I think that the shampoo is more promising than the barber~"

Edward looked at the greatly increased amount of "natural pepper" on the barbecue with a satisfied expression, and at the same time rubbed his hand full of oil on Hao Song's trouser leg. Hearing the coward's exclamation, the creature turned his head and said with disdain: "Look at your talent! This ability should be used in more important places!"

"Do you want to become a great health care master?or a massage nurse?" Hao Song habitually began to complain.

"Why is everything so obscene in your mouth, but it sounds really good, hey, hey, hey!"

"Senior, you're really a rabbit, well, this one really tastes peppery! It's still a little salty."

"Your whole family is rabbits! Nonsense, can my tyrant Edward lie to people? This so-called natural pepper just tastes relatively light, so it needs a lot of salt, I guess we sweat, right?"

"You two shut up for me!!Sister Su Rui has an irregular heartbeat when she hears this!!"

"We were wrong"

"I don't know exactly how knowing Graciu affected Edward, but he did go from being a young man to a young man" - Avril Mierro