Luo Xiaoming's words made Shen Gongbao dislike:

"Luo Xiaoming, you are not enough friends, if it weren't for this mouthful of demon dragon meat, what would I do all the way to this distance?

What if the Demon Dragon Clan has a saint, and he can overturn your ancestors? I asked you to accompany me on this trip, so you can help.

I don't expect you to do it for a friend, but at the very least, you can help me distract the Demon Dragon Ancestor.

I think with my ability, it won't be very difficult to steal a few cubs of the Demon Dragon Clan, let's be bright and dark.

You set up the carriage and horses in the open place, and use your identity as a descendant of the Demon Ancestor or the special envoy of the Heavenly Demon Hall to drag the Demon Dragon Ancestor, and I will use the bricks and Qiankun bags to knock out a few demon dragons and pretend to run.

If the matter is revealed, you can just push 625 and say that you don't know me, I don't think the Demon Dragon Clan will embarrass you for the sake of a few cubs. ”

Shen Gongbao's words made Luo Xiaoming almost crooked his nose in anger:

"Shen Gongbao, you are really shameless, you even betrayed me, a friend who is sincere to you, in order to eat a bite of demon dragon meat.

If I really execute your plan, then it won't be me stabbing my friend twice, it's you stabbing my friend twice to eat dragon meat.

Didn't I tell you, I want to eat demon dragon meat, follow me back to the holy city, when I got to the holy city, the ancestor raised several demon dragons.

When the time comes, let you let go of your belly and eat. I guarantee that you will want to vomit when you hear the words "magic dragon meat" after you eat it. ”

Shen Gongbao stretched out his hand and touched Luo Xiaoming's forehead, then shook his head and said to himself:

"There is no fever, why did this Luo Xiaoming suddenly become squinting?"

Luo Xiaoming slapped away Shen Gongbao's hand touching his forehead angrily:

"You just have a fever, your whole family has a fever! I kindly invited you to go to the Holy City to eat demon dragon meat, but you said that I was sick, and you hurt my heart too much. ”

Shen Gongbao smiled and looked at Luo Xiaoming and asked a very professional question:

"What's the matter with those demon dragons raised by your ancestor? Are they all suppressed by your ancestor because they made mistakes?

Every time I wanted to eat meat, I just cut a few pieces of meat from their bodies to recover from the strong body of the dragon clan.

It won't be long before the wounds on these dragons will heal, and like this, it's like cutting leeks.

Cut the meat one by one, and then grow the meat one by one?"

Hearing that although Shen Gongbao had not seen how he had dealt with those demon dragons, it was as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

Luo Xiaoming was also very surprised? Such a cruel method can only be thought of by himself, the ancestor of the demon clan.

But how did Shen Gongbao, this little monster, know? This could not be what Shen Gongbao had heard, after all, the Demon Dragon was the most powerful fighting race of the Demon Race.

Treating those demon dragons like this would definitely chill the other demon dragons, so he hid this matter very deeply.

Don't say that you don't have a good relationship with yourself, Hongjun and Yang Lao Wei, who always like to catch yourself and beat them up, just have a better relationship with yourself.

It's okay to always like to eat and drink with other demon gods here, and they don't know the privacy of these demon dragons in captivity for meat.

If these are all thought of by Shen Gongbao, it means that this Shen Gongbao is a natural big devil, and it is really a big loss for the demon clan that such a talent is not pulled to the demon world.

Although I was very surprised in my heart that Shen Gongbao's brain was clear, he refused to accept it:

"Hmph! It's just too big to eat dates for nothing, some of them are good to eat, what else do you choose, do you know that this is the ancestor loves me.

I am the cub that the ancestor loves the most, so I can get the demon dragon meat from him, if I change it to another family member at will.

Dare to tell the ancestor that he wants to eat the demon dragon meat, then he will definitely die a miserable death, not to mention that I want the demon dragon meat and not eat it myself.

It's for you to eat, a gluttonous guy, the ancestor won't be angry even if he knows it, now you should know how big my face is. ”

Regarding Luo Xiaoming's defense, Shen Gongbao decided to talk to Luo Xiaoming well, as a senior foodie.

Shen Gongbao has always held a concept, that is, everything can be improvised, but food can't be improvised.

Shen Gongbao grabbed Luo Xiaoming and pointed to a raised stone in the distance:

"Let's go Xiao Ming, it's still early, I'll talk to you about the difference between the meat raised by this family and the wild meat.

We don't care if it's a demon or a demon, but after incarnating into a human, this person's taste is a very peculiar thing, and sometimes, it requires tenderness.

Sometimes it requires a chewy head. It's not okay to chew too much, and it's not okay to be too tender. The elasticity of the dragon tendon is good, and it is good to eat it cold.

The dragon meat is chewy, torn into thin strips and mixed with sesame oil is quite flavorful. The dragon liver is fried well, the dragon claw is very firewood, and it is best to make hot pot.

Dragon intestines can be made into braised large intestines, smoked intestines, and sharp pepper fat intestines, which are delicious to cook。。。。。。

Shen Gongbao said while drooling, not only Shen Gongbao, but Luo Xiaoming was also said by Shen Gongbao to be greedy.

Although he is not as unbearable as Shen Gongbao, saliva is flowing everywhere, but he also keeps swallowing saliva.

It wasn't until Shen Gongbao finished saying that Luo Xiaoming said unconvinced:

"You talked about it for a long time, but you didn't say what the difference between this raised and wild ones is!"

Shen Gongbao directly gave Luo Xiaoming a roll of the eyes:

"Why are you in a hurry, you let me speak slowly, I said it's been a long time, so let me wipe my saliva.

Luo Xiaoming, are you afraid of getting dirty?"

Regarding Shen Gongbao's sudden change of topic, Luo Xiaoming hadn't reacted to Shen Gongbao's meaning, and laughed:

"How can we demons be afraid of dirty!"

As soon as Luo Xiaoming's words fell, Shen Gongbao grabbed Luo Xiaoming's hand and rubbed Luo Xiaoming's arm a few times with his mouth full of saliva.

Rubbing all the saliva on Luo Xiaoming's red fruit arm, Shen Gongbao's mouth was clean, and the crystal water droplets on Luo Xiaoming's arm glowed bewitching under the reflection of the sun.

It's not too pretty.

"Shen Gongbao, you, you are too disgusting. ”

After finishing speaking, Luo Xiaoming shook his arm vigorously, wanting to shake off the saliva of Shen Gongbao on his arm, and at the same time complained about Shen Gongbao:

"You're too unsophisticated, Shen Gongbao, you said that if I was wearing long sleeves and you rubbed saliva on my arm, I wouldn't say anything.

You made me wear this Rausch vest, there was no cover on my arm, you actually, you actually rubbed saliva directly on my arm.

If I hadn't been able to beat you, believe it or not, I wouldn't have beaten you. ”