"He can kill, but I can't help it!"

Gan Ling'er savored this sentence, and then she pursed her lips and walked forward.

The sky gradually brightened, and a thick fog filled the woods, also enveloping Ah Zhe who was lying on the ground. His fingers trembled slightly, his closed eyes slowly opened, and Ah Zhe looked at the backs of Gan Ling'er and Zhong Kun...... The face is expressionless.

Gan Ling'er's plan went very smoothly, Zhong Kun went to collect medicine, and did not return to Qingquan Pool until Chenshi. After explaining how Gan Linger decocted medicinal materials, he took the initiative to find the black mole man. It is said that on the way to collect medicine, I remembered a road, maybe it was the residence that led to the Dongling Divine Doctor.

The man with the mole who has been searching for several days without success, desperately wants to make a big contribution before reinforcements arrive. Therefore, as soon as Zhong Kun finished speaking, he readily agreed.

As for Gan Ling'er, at Zhong Kun's repeated requests. The black mole man finally agreed to let her stay here to take care of the injured Ah Zhe. At the same time, two professional "bodyguards" were also sent for her to prevent her from any "accidents"!

The time was approaching, and Gan Ling'er fried the medicinal herbs for Ah Zhe according to Zhong Kun's request. Due to the limited conditions, the only iron pot for cooking became her decoction tool.

After Zhong Kun's treatment, Ah Zhe's face was obviously much better. Gan Ling'er was busy working not far away, while he didn't say a word, watching quietly.

"Okay, let's drink it quickly!" Gan Ling'er brought a bowl of black potion to Ah Zhe's head.

Ah Zhe moved his arm with difficulty, obviously telling Gan Ling'er that he couldn't move himself.

"What? You still want me to feed you? You're a bad guy, I'm a good person, how can I feed you medicine? Don't dream!" Gan Ling'er squatted on the ground and glanced left and right. Suddenly, she had a flash of inspiration and hurried into the barren grass under the trees.

A moment later, Gan Ling'er had an extra piece of yellow grass in her hand. She inserted it into the pill and shoved the other end into Azhe's mouth.

"Oh, sip it yourself!"

The corners of Ah Zhe's mouth moved, as if he was smiling.

Gan Linger didn't bother to take care of him, he set his eyes on the two idle "bodyguards". Then, with a roll of his eyes, he shouted, "Ouch...... I'm so hungry!"

"Hey, I'm done with my medicine. Why don't you hurry up and cook, I'm going to be hungry. ”

When the two "bodyguards" heard this, they all stood up one after another.

"Stinky girl, do you think you're a rich lady? If you want to eat, do it yourself!"

Gan Ling'er raised her eyebrows and said with a smile: "Really, then you are not allowed to eat the food I cooked." ”

"Haha...... It's beautiful!"

Dahan looked at the hour and continued, "From now on, you don't just have to cook your own food. And the food of our people will be handed over to you. If you can't make it before noon, don't even think about eating it. ”

Gan Ling'er looked bitter, but in fact, her heart was already happy.

"But what am I going to do?"

The big man smiled and walked behind a big tree. Immediately afterward, he threw a long-dead boar from behind a tree.

"Just do it!"

Gan Ling'er's eyelids jumped as she looked at the bloodstained corpse.

The big man took out a dagger from his waist and stuck it in the boar's body.

"What else are you looking at?

Gan Linger is difficult to ride a tiger, and she has to do it if she doesn't do it. Besides, her grand goal has not been achieved yet, let alone let her cut the pork now, even if she lets her slaughter the pig, she will have to bite the bullet.

"Me, I have one more request!"

The big man frowned.

"Tell me, what's the request?"

"In order to make your meals faster, can you ...... Unlock the locks on my feet?"

A moment later, Gan Ling'er squatted on the ground with her hair scattered. While cutting the bloody wild boar with her hands, she muttered: "If you don't open it, you won't open it, why do you have to pull someone's hair." ”

When it comes to cooking, Gan Linger is not ignorant. But such a whole piece of bloody pork really made it difficult for her.

So, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, throw a piece into the pot first.

"Jingle bell" shovel touched the edge of the pot, and Gan Linger put on a posture to fry decently. As everyone knows, inside the iron pot, the flesh and blood are blurred, and there are still patches of fur in some places, which is really unsightly. Even Chef Gan, who was in charge of her cooking, couldn't help but gag again and again.

Before noon, the man with the black mole led his men back to the clear spring pool. Gan Linger squinted her eyes and searched for a long time, and finally found Zhong Kun with a blue nose and swollen face at the end of the team.

Gan Linger shook her head secretly, this result was something she expected. Zhong Kun said that he remembered a new path, which was naturally a lie, and its purpose was to let Gan Linger better implement her plan. It is conceivable that the black mole man who has been tired by Zhong Kun for a few hours in vain will definitely be furious, but this fire can only be sent to Zhong Kun's body.

However, Gan Ling'er was still a little lucky, at least Zhong Kun didn't lose his life because of this incident.

Now that everything is ready, it is just this dish in front of Gan Ling'er, which has flesh and blood, skin and hair! Regardless of the taste of this "dish", at least Gan Ling'er has fried it. From the appearance, there is basically no clue.

"How's it going?" Zhong Kun said with a swollen mouth.

Gan Ling'er really didn't dare to speak when she looked at him, because she was afraid that she would accidentally laugh out loud and hurt Zhong Kun's self-esteem again.

In desperation, she could only snort at the iron pot.

Zhong Kun frowned and glanced into the pot, and then attached it to Gan Ling'er's ear and asked carefully, "What is in this pot?"

"Meat!" Gan Ling'er looked at Zhong Kun in disbelief.

"Can't you see that?"

"Yes, yes, that's good......! Where's that Duran grass?"

Gan Linger replied with the same caution: "I crushed it, then mixed it with water and poured it into the pot." ”

Zhong Kun nodded.

"How's he doing?"

Gan Linger glanced at Ah Zhe who was lying on the ground.

"It's good, I can't eat or sleep!"

"Hey, stinky girl, noon has arrived, is the food you cooked good?" shouted the big man who instructed Ling'er to cook from afar.

Gan Ling'er didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly replied: "Okay, okay...... Let's come and eat!"

The black mole man walked up to the pot and sniffed it.

"What is this approach?"

Gan Ling'er was speechless for a while, so she could only make up nonsense.

"Ancestral, ancestral, secret fried wild boar!"

The man with the black mole was not polite, he directly reached out and grabbed a piece and stuffed it into his mouth.

Zhong Kun looked at him gobbling up and his brows trembled.

"Hmm...... Not bad, it tastes good!" With that, the black mole man greeted the others.

"Come on, come on, everyone come and have a taste!"

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