Chapter 1087

Duanmu yawang was about to answer, when he saw that there were at least seven or eight huge evil beasts behind them. Each level was not low. The evil beasts wanted to catch up, but they didn't dare to approach the fire.

Can only stay outside the fire and stare at them with grinning teeth.

The fundus is full of greedy light.

"Senior brother Qingfang, they dare not approach!" the other two disciples of Mo daozong were excited when they found that the evil beast dared not approach.

"Yes."

The three of Qingfang were panting. They were relieved to see that the evil beast did not dare to approach. When they saw this fire pile and half a large piece of meat left on the grill, they swallowed the foam and couldn't help asking, "didn't you bring a sword, scissors and a pot? How could you have a fire here?"

"Can't I be smart?"

Qingfang twitched twice at the corner of his mouth and said, "why don't you know to be modest? Does anyone say that about yourself?"

"Sorry, I'm just like this. I can go if I don't like it."

"You..."

Now if he doesn't go, several evil beasts squatting outside can immediately roar and tear them to pieces!

Duanmuya saw that he was choking, hooked his lips and smiled lightly. He glanced at some tattered Zong robes on him and said faintly: "in front of a group of people who don't know what drilling wood and making fire is, I claim to be smart, which is understandable."

Qingfang felt insulted: "who said we don't know what it means to drill wood for fire?"

"Then what did you ask just now? You can't make a fire with scissors and a kettle. Who gave you the law?"

What Qingfang wanted to say, he didn't speak after all.

Because almost everyone has heard of drilling wood to make fire, but not everyone can do it. These things take too much time and skills.

It's only three days in total. They are too busy looking for evil animals. Where is the time to study what wood to make fire?

However, they have no time. How can this blue eyed person have time?

Thinking so, he couldn't help glancing at Duanmu Ya and her surroundings. He found that she had a lot of things, inexplicable baskets, ropes, a lot of grass, a few pieces of meat and so on.

There are a lot of these things, but Lingjing didn't see a few.

He immediately balanced his mind and hummed: "your time has been spent drilling wood for fire. Lingjing didn't see how many pieces you have. You're really smart enough. You don't even know what priorities are."

Duanmuya lifted her eyelids and looked straight at him: "you seem to have a problem with me?"

Qingfang was stunned and opened his mouth to retort: "I..."

"Don't you me."

Duanmu yawang reached out and made a gesture of invitation. He smiled and said, "if you don't like it, please go. My fire and I don't welcome you."

Qingfang's face was suddenly green and white, but it was not obvious in the fire. He was a little annoyed: "you, why are you like this? When did I say I don't like you?"

Duanmuya looked straight at him and said nothing.

"Well, I'm sorry."

Qingfang was very proud, but in the face of life and death, he chose to compromise. "I shouldn't say that. Can you allow us to stay here for a while? These evil beasts are level six or seven. The three of us can't fight at all. We have been chased for almost two quarters of an hour."

If others compromise, Duanmu yawang can't hold it all the time.

She shrugged without objection.

No objection, that is, I agree.

Seeing Duanmu yawang didn't drive them away, the three of Qingfang were relieved.

After being chased by evil beasts for so long, they were already tired. When they sat down and smelled the fragrant meat, they looked at duanmuya and looked at the meat in the basket, and the light of desire flashed from the bottom of their eyes.

They came in with dry food and water. They had to kill evil animals in such a place. Eating dry food was a kind of torture.

When they saw the meat, it was like a desert with long drought and rain, and the saliva was about to flow down.

They showed too obvious, Duanmu yawang wanted to ignore it, but he rubbed his forehead, "if you want to eat, bake it yourself."

"Ah?"

The surprise came so suddenly that the three couldn't believe it. "You, are you going to give these to us?"

This is meat!

It's also his ration. They ate it. What did he eat?

The three also had a little conscience. They were reluctant to eat meat and suggested, "why don't we exchange dry food with you?"

"No."

Duanmu yawang had no interest in dry things. "If you want, eat it. Don't forget it."

"Yes!"

The three spoke in unison.

How is it possible not to have such a good thing?

Seeing Duanmu yawang's unexpected good speech, they didn't carry it either. They hurried to Duanmu yawang's basket and brought the remaining two large pieces of meat to the grill and roasted them together.

After baking, when eating into the mouth, the comfortable taste made the three people exclaim, "eating meat is really fun!"

Duanmuya looked at them and saw that after they finished eating, he licked his mouth, "not enough to eat?"

In fact, although it is said that it is two large pieces, in fact, it is not big. It is divided into a large piece before. Duanmu yawang originally planned to divide it into two meals and save it for breakfast and lunch during the day tomorrow.

She ate it alone. Naturally, the three of them were not enough.

Especially three people who haven't eaten meat for a long time.

"Yes."

The three did not hide, "just padded their stomach."

"Do you still want to eat?"

"Think!"

The three nodded, and then looked at Duanmu yawang with bright eyes: "do you have any other meat?"

"No."

"Oh." the three were suddenly lost.

Duanmu yawang was helpless, pointed to the evil beast behind them and said softly with his cheek: "it's not easy to eat meat. There's ready-made food behind you. You can eat enough if you kill it."

Three people: "

Qingfang thought Duanmu yawang was joking with them. He didn't have a good way: "do you think we would come here if we could kill them?"

Duanmuya glanced at him and leaned against the big tree on his back to close his eyes and refresh himself. It seemed that he didn't intend to speak again.

"Hello!"

Qingfang seemed to have something to say, "how many levels of Lingjing have you collected?"

"Why do you ask?"

"You gave us a meal of meat. Don't you care about asking?"

"Take care of yourself first. You don't have to care about me."

"Look at you, I don't think you've collected anything?" Mo daozong's other two disciples smiled and opened the project: "I tell you, senior brother Qingfang has thirteen levels now. If you have two levels, you can enter the second stage."

"Oh."

Duanmu looked at the clouds and answered with a light wind.

That's the reaction?

Mo daozong thought Duanmu yawang's reaction was too dull, and added: "two levels are actually very simple. Just find a few four or five levels."