Bad luck!

Forget it, finish this meal early, and break up early.

Silently, he lit the firewood he had gathered, and after the fire stabilized a little, Lin Mochen put five strings on the fire.

"I said, your cultivation is pretty good. You don't care if the sun is so big?"

It turned out that the location of the barbecue was in the shadows, but the position where Nangong was sitting was still under the sun.

Nangong Zhu glanced up at the sun, and said faintly: "Cultivation has passed the eight generations of generals, as long as we don't cultivate under the sun, this little sunlight can't hurt us." This is the benefit of cultivating well, being able to enjoy the sunshine. ”

As he spoke, he closed his eyes and looked like he was enjoying it very much.

Yes, this person does not leave education for three sentences, and it seems that he was miserable by his tutor!

"It's a little uncomfortable after all, isn't it. Why don't I lend you this hat?"

With the deepening of his cultivation, Lin Mochen's awe of the sunshine is gone, but he has not yet reached the state of enjoying the sunshine before his death. That's why he wears a hat when he travels, just to avoid that uncomfortable feeling. As for what Nangong Zhu said, "cultivating under the sun", under the support of the "Coffin of Silence", he could have done it a long time ago. But the effect is almost non-existent, so there is no need.

Besides, what he lacks is not blood food and moonlight, but the ethereal opportunity.

"No, you don't!"

The expression on Nangong Zhu's face stiffened for a while, and three words protruded from his mouth viciously. Then continue to enjoy the sunbathing, and once again put a smile on your face that I don't know if it's true or not.

"You tan, I'll call you when you're tanned. Lin Mochen said casually.

"Tanning?" Nangong Zhu jumped into the shadows all of a sudden, "Will you tan in the sun?"

The barbecue in Lin Mochen's hand shook, he didn't expect this Nangong prince to react so much. Zombies who enjoy the sun will actually care about the word "tanning".

"You are a big man, afraid of tanning?" his voice was full of strangeness, but he didn't care, but continued: "You haven't seen a few famous zombie emperors, which one is not black and not slippery; It must be that they have cultivated to a high level, so they act recklessly, often cultivating under the sun, and as a result, they make themselves like black charcoal. ”

Nangong Zhu looked at his hand and nodded involuntarily.

"Have you talked about Emperor Zombie?" Nangong Zhu was a little surprised.

"I've seen it, I have to see it. What is my identity?" secretly added in my heart, I really saw the Ming Pavilion Lord Ming Great Zombie Emperor.

"Come on, you wait. ”

Various seasonings began to appear in his hands, and he kept sprinkling them. But the objects of his seasoning seem to be skins, snake skins.

"Oh. Nangong Zhuman replied nonchalantly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

It rolled again, allowing the snakeskin to smack.

The fragrance spread all of a sudden, and the faint fragrance suddenly brought Nangong Zhu back to his senses.

"What's it, so fragrant?"

As soon as he opened his mouth to ask, a piece of something came to his mouth.

"Snakeskin, come and taste ......"

"Vomit~~"

It's the sound of retching coming from the side.

"Bah, bah~~"

This is the sound of spit after the retching sound.

"What are you doing? Anorexia?"

At this time, Nangong Zhu was holding a white handkerchief in his hand, constantly wiping his mouth, and an invisible flame burned in his eyes.

"You...... Vomit~~" Lying aside again and vomiting.

"It's so serious! Is pregnancy reaction bonus? No, you're a man. ”

Then I casually looked at the snakeskin in my hand, the seductive fragrance that exudes a faint fragrance after spinning.

"If you don't eat it, I'll eat it!" he said, preparing to put the snakeskin in his mouth.

"You dare!" Nangong Zhu, who was busy throwing up, miraculously straightened his waist.

"You don't eat again!"

"There's my saliva on it. ”

The piece of snake skin that was provoked fell into Lin Mochen's mouth, fragrant, smooth, Q, perfect taste. Although it is roasted, the heat is just right, and it is perfect, and there is an extra taste of fire - burning.

"You're so disgusting, everyone else's saliva eats!"

"Aren't you disgusting? don't you just touch your mouth, and I eat it, but you don't eat it." Let me tell you, this snake skin, the taste is definitely the most perfect ingredient I have encountered since I started as a chef, the snake skin of a fourth-level brute beast. ”

"Disgusting!" Nangong Zhu emphasized again.

"Tell me clearly, are you disgusting or am I disgusting? ”

"I'm evil...... Are you kidding me?" Nangong Zhu's eyes stood up.

"Huh?" Lin Mochen was stunned, "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding." That was not what I meant. ”

"Then what do you mean?" The green flute in Nangong Zhu's hand was full of green light, and he would shoot if he didn't agree with him.

Damn, this answer is simply a proposition, Lin Mochen, you are really capable!

"I wanted to give you a taste of the food. I'm here for you, so I can't even figure it out, right? Again, snakeskins are really delicious. Of course, if you're not happy, you can try something else later. ”

As he spoke, he glanced back at the food he was leaning on, and then screamed, "Ah, it's going to burn!" and ran back, flipping the beast on it.

"This heat is a bit too much, what should I do? By the way, with this, the outside is charred and the inside is tender, and the taste is guaranteed. Lin Mochen indulged in the barbecue again, a knife appeared in his hand, and began to cut and cut, allowing the fat to come out better.

Looking at the busy figure, Nangong Zhu took a deep breath, and the jade flute slammed on the stone next to him. The rock, which had been beaten by the wind and rain, quietly turned into a pile of powder and drifted downwind.

Someone who was barbecuing meat on the side felt a tremor in his heart.

After a few cuts, the aroma of the meat begins to escape.

"This meat is almost ready to eat. That snakeskin ......"

"Don't mention snakeskins to me again. Nangong Zhu rudely interrupted Lin Mochen's words.

The hand holding the branch shook and almost put the barbecue into the fire. He licked his tongue unnaturally, and then said angrily: "I keep it for myself to eat, and I don't know the hearts of good people." ”

Seeing Lin Mochen scolding on the side, Nangong Zhu couldn't help but glance at the roasted snake skin in front of him. After being processed by a certain chef, there is no bright color anymore, exuding a hint of golden yellow, which makes people look very appetizing. In particular, the fragrance coming from it is simply a direct stimulation of other people's souls.

Or do you want to try it?

Nangong Zhu's face hesitated for a while, and suddenly hovered on the nausea of the long worm, and for a while there was a temptation to resist the food.

To eat or not to eat?

That guy has already eaten it, and it's definitely fine. And that guy was reluctant to throw it away......

Constantly, it may be that he is not hygienic.

If Lin Mochen knew that he had such thoughts, he would probably not need to estimate it, just do it!

To eat or not to eat?