Tang Ning went around to the front, and saw something in the grass moving rapidly, so he took out a net from the space, saw the opportunity, and threw the net in his hand, and wrapped it in the spirit chicken.

"Giggles!"

The silver net covered the spirit chicken, and it quickly became a ball because of its rampage, Tang Ning pounced forward, hugged it and laughed: "Hahaha! Caught! What a fat civet chicken! ”

"Dumb! I'm going to pick up branches! Xiao Hei immediately screamed, and when he saw that he had caught the spirit chicken, he thought about picking up the branches, and quickly roasted the fat spirit chicken.

"Find a water source first, and find a suitable place to make a fire before you can roast." Tang Ning wrapped the silver net and dragged the spirit chicken weighing more than ten or twenty pounds to find a water source.

Tang Ning found a spring in the forest, boiled the water, and then began to deal with the spirit chicken, plucked all the feathers on its body, and finally made a pot of chicken blood soup with chicken feet or something, and used the rest to roast.

One person and one bird ate a pot of soup and the roasted chicken, and rested against the big tree with a mouthful of oil, with a satisfied face.

"It's the first time I've eaten this kind of spirit chicken, it's delicious, go back and see if there's anything left, and catch another one." Tang Ning touched his round little belly and squinted comfortably.

"Tang Tang, what are you picking up those feathers for? In addition to being good-looking, it doesn't look like it's going to be useful anymore. Xiao Hei looked at the feathers she put aside, all plucked from the spirit chicken.

"This feather looks very beautiful, and it doesn't look like an ordinary feather, so you might be useful in the future if you keep it." She sat cross-legged, and when she was full, she added a few beads to the three most beautiful feathers of the's tail.

"Look, it's pretty good." She tied the feather ornament to the green bamboo around her waist, and saw that the originally inconspicuous green bamboo looked even better after adding feather ornaments.

"Ah...... Help......"

A person and a bird were chatting, and they heard a faint cry for help from the forest, Tang Ning swept his senses, and after locking the position, he stood up and said, "Go and see." ”

"Whew!"

"Ahh

"Let's go!"

"Sizzle......

"How is it the voice of a snake?" Xiao Hei listened to the voice and said to Tang Ning with his divine sense: "And there is more than one voice, it seems that he is chasing someone!" ”

Tang Ning jumped directly onto the tree, skimming between the branches, and when he came to the place where he called for help, he saw that there was not a person in front of him, but a group of people, who seemed to have strayed into the snake nest and were surrounded by a group of snakes, one of the girls screamed and ran around, running a little far away from the group of people, but there were still more than a dozen snakes chasing behind them.

"Ah...... Don't chase me, don't bite me, ah...... Help......"

The girl ran with her head in her hands, and the saber on her body did not know where to go, and the panicked running made her crash into a big tree, and the whole person fell to the ground with it, and when she saw the dozen poisonous snakes spitting snake letters towards her, she was so frightened that her face turned pale, and her limbs were weak and she couldn't escape.

"No...... Don't come here...... Woo...... Daddy, Mother...... I'm afraid ......"

"Don't be afraid! There is a wild cassia on your left, and the snake is most afraid of that smell and does not dare to come near you. The soft little milk voice came at this time, and the girl was stunned, and looked up in astonishment, and saw a five-year-old monk looking at her with a smile on the branch.