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A mountain paste looking for trouble. This guy is a wild beast registered in the "Classic of Mountains and Seas", notorious and brutal by nature.

It looks like a pig, but it has an extra red and hard horn on its nose, and it is tall, with a red mane all over its body, and its copper tendons and iron bones are infinitely strong.

Even better, it speaks and says "zang".

At that time, Diao Xiaosi was lying under a phoenix tail thorn and pretending to sleep, with a vermilion hill behind him and a red river flowing in front of him.

But this red river can neither be used for bathing nor thirst quenching, because it flows with an unknown red thick liquid.

The mountain paste suddenly emerged from this red river, and also evaded Diao Xiaosi's immortal sense surveillance.

"Ha Luha, delicious, delicious meal delivered to the door! Let me think about it, how many fucking days have I not filled my belly? Ten days, twenty days...... Oops, I'm so pathetic!"

The mountain paste chattered endlessly and jumped onto the riverbank, grabbing two sharp magic axes with bronze brilliance with his backhand, less than twenty zhang away from the place where Diao Xiaosi and Cheng Shenzhu landed.

"Hey, you two are not allowed to escape, and that long-haired puppy, the meat is a little less, and it's not bad to be a snack. Fuck, I'm going to get lucky today......"

It thought that its sudden appearance would definitely make Diao Xiaosi and Cheng Shenstick panic and tremble, like a sieve of chaff and fleeing for their lives, but who knew that the two people lying under the phoenix tail on the opposite side actually opened one eye and dozed off one after another, and they didn't bother to look at themselves at all.

This hurt Yamaji's self-esteem.

Diao Xiaosi yawned weakly and said, "The skin is a little thick, and the meat looks too old, I'm afraid it won't be easy to cook." ”

Cheng Shenstick patted the buttocks of the red hairball in his arms, and said disappreliantly: "It's okay, it's rotten if you stew it for a while." ”

Diao Xiaosi shrugged his nose, frowned and said, "This pig stinks, Lao Tzu has no appetite!"

"Pig, stewed and eaten?" The mountain paste, which was not very open-minded, suddenly messed up.

It is the overlord of the wasteland land with the second turn of the scattered immortal path, and the two lonely souls and wild ghosts in front of him who don't know where to float from the Lu Dao actually whimsically want to eat their own stewed meat, whose logic is this?

Shan Ji was angry, it burst into a shout, raised two magic axes and rushed towards Diao Xiaosi first like a fiery red rolling thunder.

Despite being a pig's brain, Yama Paste intuitively felt that the younger ones should be more delicious and easier to deal with than the older ones.

The guy on the other side covered his nostrils with one hand and dragged out a big knife with the other, and his body flew lazily in the air.

"When!" the swords and axes intersected, emitting a piercing and unpleasant roar of gold and stone, and brilliant light and fire crackled and splashed.

The mountain paste "whooped" fell backwards in his throat, his hands cracked the axe, and he couldn't get up for a long time when he sat on the river beach.

What made it feel a little better was that the young man opposite him had a pale face and covered his mouth tightly, holding back a mouthful of blood and refusing to spurt out, obviously suffering extremely serious internal injuries.

"Little bastard, can you accept it? What can you do if you use your strength to breastfeed? When I meet the mountain master today, I will let you understand how high the sky is, how thick the sky is, how strong the mountain master is!"

Shan Ji got up, shook the red soil on his mane, snorted and exhaled, and walked towards Diao Xiaosi majestically again.

Diao Xiaosi retched twice, smacked the ground and said, "Boar, the smell on your body is so stinky that it almost fainted Lao Tzu, can you take a bath before fighting?"

Yama Paste was stunned and muttered, "What...... You said you didn't want to vomit blood, you just wanted to vomit?"

Diao Xiaosi rolled his eyes and said, "Why does Lao Tzu vomit blood?"

Shan Paste suddenly turned blood-red, and said unhappily: "How can you not vomit blood? How can you not give Shan Ye face because you don't want to give Shan Ye a face? Your grandmother, quickly spit out two mouthfuls of blood for me, and when I eat you later, Shan Ye can be a little gentler." ”

It is not angry with the mountain anointment, its body is known for its strong brute strength, and it is second to none in the wasteland. When encountering prey, you don't have to think about it at all, just push it over and bite it until you tear it open and eat it.

Who knew that Diao Xiaosi's listless knife was taller than a person, his muscles were atrophied, and he was short, but he could shock himself away with a single knife.

There is no fairy spirit, but a demonic spirit.

Obviously a little kid who hasn't touched the threshold of scattered immortals, and he dares to argue with the mountain master, whose logic is this?!

I heard the other party exclaim: "Pigs also know gentleness? It's a pity, I will never understand your tenderness." ”

"You dare to laugh at me, do you dare to say that I am not gentle enough? Oh, I am so pitiful, I was actually laughed at by a little fart child!"

"Boom, boom!" The terrifying wind that burst out from its body was as fierce as fire, shaking the void and roaring, setting off a puff of red stormy waves, like mountains and seas, unstoppable.

Diao Xiaosi, the faint starlight flickering around him, eliminated the overwhelming storm invisibly, and looked up and down at the mountain paste with the back of the knife and said, "Mountain boar, are you okay?"

"Who said I can't do it, I'm angry!" The mountain ointment was embarrassed and ferocious, and the two magic axes were rounded and fell towards the top of Diao Xiaosi's head like a small mountain.

Seeing that the axe blade was imminent, Diao Xiaosi's figure suddenly shook and retreated, easily breaking through the qi suppression of the mountain ointment, and getting out of the scope of the axe shadow.

Shan Paste thought that Diao Xiaosi would fight hard with him, so he went all out without reservation.

This time, the axe suddenly went empty, and the move rushed forward with the old body, and he already knew that the road was not good, and blurted out: "The mountain master is going to be bad, you come back quickly......"

Diao Xiaosi really came back, he suddenly stretched out the knife, and the Xuanyuan Dragon Slayer Knife was preemptively slashed down, and slashed at the back of the axe.

The two forces of force under the mountain suddenly felt that his arms were sore, and his hands sank, and the two magic axes fell like meteors, and the "Karala" was deeply split into the sand, leaving only a small half of the axe handle exposed.

"Boom!" a puff of red smoke erupted from the ground, and the sand flew and exploded into a large crater.

Shanji's bulky body staggered and nearly fell, and he hurriedly tried to pull the magic axe out of the sand.

Suddenly, something cold slapped on its cheeks, and Diao Xiaosi asked with a pleasant face: "Boar, do you descend or not?"

"What the hell are you in a hurry, let the mountain master pull out the axe and fight you again!"

Shanji struggled to pull his magic axe out of the sand, and suddenly felt a cold wind around his neck.

Its body froze immediately, and when it carefully twisted its head, it saw that the Xuanyuan Dragon Slayer Knife in Diao Xiaosi's hand was resting on its neck.

"Surrender, the little fourth master will not kill the prisoners. ”

Shan Ji was stunned, realizing that his little life had been pinched in Diao Xiaosi's hands.

- Are you going to throw in the towel?

- Otherwise, will you wait for someone to stew yourself into a pot of rotten meat and eat it?

Its big copper bell eyes flickered, and suddenly two fiery tears rolled out, and suddenly cried out sadly and miserably: "Mother, I'm so pitiful......"

"Shut up!" Diao Xiaosi was really about to vomit, and he never dreamed that a wild boar could cry so emotionally, so sincerely, and cry so shockingly!

He kicked on the fat ass of the mountain paste and scolded, "Get away from Lao Tzu!"

The mountain paste fell forward on an unsteady footing, and its heavy body slammed into the ground and raised a cloud of sand, as if there had been a small earthquake.

It looked at Diao Xiaosi with round eyes and said happily, "You...... Don't you kill the mountain master?"

"Lao Tzu doesn't like pork. Diao Xiaosi waved his knife to cut down a bundle of phoenix-tailed thorn branches, took out a bronze tripod used to refine talismans from the belt of the dragon and put it on it, and flicked his fingers to the ground, igniting the Haoyang Divine Fire.

I didn't sleep, so let's eat something.

Cheng Shenstick immediately came up and took out a large number of bottles and cans from his pocket, what chili pepper, wild pepper, wild pepper, spice leaves, cinnamon, wasabi, fennel, tangerine peel, poppy seeds, all good things brought down from above.

Diao Xiaosi kept holding both hands, and took out a lump of frozen fresh meat from the belt of the dragon, and skillfully thawed, washed and cut.

There is a shortage of water in the wasteland, but this is not difficult for Diao Xiaosi and Cheng Shenzhu. The two of them had made sufficient preparations as early as when they were in the Thunder Immortal Mansion, and it was not once or twice that they cooked and had a big meal like this.

"Win the Fish...... He Luo Fish...... Ear Mouse ...... Ride the Yellow ...... Is that a snake singing?

The saliva of the mountain paste couldn't stop dripping down, and he had long forgotten that Diao Xiaosi told him to get away, and his eyes were staring at Tong Ding and he couldn't move his steps.

The water in the copper tripod was gurgling and steaming, Diao Xiaosi first threw He Luoyu and Ying Yu into the soup pot, mixed with a large handful of seasonings thrown in by Cheng Shenzhu, and an enticing aroma spread around.

Then he set up a wooden frame on the fire, skewered the meat of Chenghuang and ear rats on the branches, and began to barbecue.

The grease dripped onto the flames, and the sound was like a kitten's claw scratching the throat of the ointment. It had never smelled such a strong smell of meat, and it had always been eaten alive by drinking blood.

Once upon a time, it had seen a few people barbecue meat, and it had learned to do it once and then gave up.

The fire of the void wilderness is extremely cold, and the things that come out of the barbecue are still cold.

Even if he broke his head, the mountain paste still couldn't figure out where the divine fire in front of him would glow and burn and eat, where did it come from?

The soup was stewed, and Cheng Shenstick and Diao Xiaosi filled a big bowl and drank it beautifully.

Red hairballs are not interested in fish, that's something that cats only like.

It loves eared rat meat, which is small and fast, and very agile, and very difficult to catch.

Therefore, although the red hairball loves to eat, it is rarely caught, and it is all up to Diao Xiaosi to release three little demons, and they have gained a lot from their strange tricks.

No way, catching mice is not a red hairball's specialty, otherwise how could there be a saying that dogs are nosy with mice?

It was salivating over the ear rat meat, when it suddenly noticed the mountain paste screaming and rushed forward.

The red hairball was furious, and let out a low roar in his throat and showed his fangs and was about to give the mountain paste some color to see, when he saw the mountain paste "bang" on all fours and prostrate in front of Diao Xiaosi, his eyes were full of tears and he choked and said: "Big brother, give the mountain master a bite of meat to eat!"