On the hillside several kilometers thick above the head of the warlock uncle, the flattened Lin looked helplessly at the vulture that had just landed next to him.

The vulture's hairline had receded to the base of its neck, its featherless neck was dark red, and its bare skull was covered with a black hooked beak, stretched and retracted, and its standing posture like a rickety old man made it look quite funny.

The staring of one man and one vulture had been going on for a while, and the two sides looked evenly matched.

Ahem, Lieutenant General Leng would not have thought that the warlock who stayed to protect Lin Chou would look for food on her front foot and just leave, and the back foot warlock would lose herself.

"Slightly slightly slightly slightly~"

Lin Chou was a little bored and winked at the fat old vulture.

This is a greedy second-order red-capped vulture, with a little dark green pupils flashing with grabbing light, its sharp claws and hooked beak can tear even the carapace and fur of third-order alien beasts, even on the ground, it is not inferior to most alien beasts of the same order.

As the old vulture paced, its claws rubbing against the lazonerite made a rough, tooth-souring sound, and a few sparks popped out from time to time.

Vultures are very patient creatures, especially the red-capped vultures, which are said to stare at their favorite ingredients for months for their favorite "taste" and "doneness".

There are many evolutionaries who have been badly injured in the wilderness and are extremely lucky enough to make it back to Base City and survive, and they say that the red-capped vulture is definitely a psychological shadow that they will never be able to shake off in their lives - the feeling of a few pairs of sneaky eyes thinking about you all the time, or rather about you after death and the flesh waiting to rot on your body, is really numb.

However, the red-capped vulture is very lazy, afraid that all it needs is the little strength it needs to crush an ant, and it still won't move.

They smell blood and the imminent death of their souls, but they will never get involved in the death "process" of their favorite ingredients, they will only stare at the beads of their eyes and bend their bodies to be a silent witness.

When flocks of red-capped vultures fall from the sky and stand neatly and silently watch the "ingredient" gradually die, the scene even has a sense of solemnity and solemnity.

In fact, the carnival begins only after the red-capped vultures confirm the death of the target.

After hanging up, the ingredients are naturally "fermented" for about three days, and this "doneness" is the best for the red-capped vultures, during which they will keep an eye on the ingredients for some kind of intentional cooking (??? Until the ingredients are ripe, everything that is disturbed must be a life-and-death end - if you can't beat it, start calling friends.

If you refuse to eat it yourself, and you don't let others eat it, where is there such a reason in the wilderness?

The stubborn behavior of the red-capped vultures is such that every time they appear, it is almost always accompanied by a small killing extravaganza.

The fat old vulture doesn't mind the small action of "ingredients" at all, after all, as one of the few old seniors in the group, it has eaten similar food many times, and it already has a lot of experience:

The meat is very tender, there is no need to tear off the fur at all, the bones are as delicious as the meat, and the chew is crunchy...

Lin Moumou and the old vulture stared at each other for a long time,

"It feels like it's perfectly avoiding the fact that it's a bird..."

The forced hostile effect is Mao is useless for this thing??

Your honest temper is very ancestral~

Well, the main reason why Lin Chou cares so much about this vulture is that he is already too hungry to stand it...

No matter how small the mosquito leg is, it is meat! Besides, this vulture doesn't look so unpalatable~

It's a pity that people didn't even care about him at all, and kept a proper distance from Lin Chou, not far away, not close, and paced back and forth with his wings in a gentle manner.

The hunger came earlier and more ferocious than Lin Chou expected, and Lin Chou's eyes became more and more confused and hungry as he looked at the vulture, and his saliva was sloppy.

"What a wicked worker... Heaven is a good reincarnation... It's time for Ben Shuai to experience [Patience] and "Home from the Four Seas" on his own..."(1)

I don't know how long it took, Leng Han's voice came,

"What about the Warlock? What are you muttering to a vulture? ”

It's just a second-order red-capped vulture, and there's nothing to worry about except being annoying, even putting Lin Chou in front of them may not be able to break the defense.

Lin Chou said with a desolate face,

"Pick up the elbows, boil the fat intestines, and steam the liver, and steam the lion's head."

Leng Han: "??? ”

Lin Chou said,

"I said that our brothers talked about picking elbows, and the liver tip steamed lion's head."

God, let's be insane!

Leng Han stretched out his hand and condensed a lump of ice to cover Lin Chou's face,

"Are you already hallucinating from hunger..."

Haiqingshi Mountain has no grass, animals are scarce, but the area is very large, Leng Han turned for a long time and only killed an unlucky rock sheep nearby, found a handful of wild wheat, and returned to the hillside with enough firewood.

Leng Han didn't look particularly surprised after learning that the warlock uncle had lost himself, but said lightly, "If you summon the warlock to help in the future, try to pick the three yellows in your own hands or the warlock." ”

Lin Chou's black question mark face: "......"

Ah Leng, feudal superstition is unacceptable!!

It's just a little flattened, and it has nothing to do with the maverick bad luck of the warlock, right?

The sack of the ball –

Since you can't blame the warlock, who is to blame, Leng Han?

Hahahi, stop kidding~

Lin Moumou quietly praised his wit.

Can't refute!

The refutation becomes a proposition!

There is no doubt that this is Uncle Warlock's pot!

Over there, Leng Han had already lit a fire, and hurriedly strung the whole disembowelment rock sheep on the branches.

Lin Chou:

"Make a tree branch in the shape of a 'Feng' on the limbs..."

"It's hard to turn over if it's slippery..."

"I have salt and pepper in the left pocket of my jacket..."

"Wrong, wrong, that's cumin powder and clematine powder... Ah... It's early..."

"Where's the chili noodles? Where did I put the chili noodles? ”

This rock sheep should still be a cub, plus no more than two hundred catties, the meat is fine white and pink, the water and oil are very sufficient, the flame crackles, and the surface of the rock sheep is plated with a layer of moving oil brown red.

After hesitating for a moment, Leng Han pulled Lin Chou's head and put it on his lap.

Lin Chou was stunned, and looked at the delicate chin that was red directly above in horror,

“emmmmm”

What's more exciting than putting your head on someone else's girlfriend's lap??

A piece of mutton was handed to his mouth, and Lin Chou subconsciously reached out to pick it up, as usual, there was a series of "click" sounds.

"I'll feed you."

The mutton was stuffed into his mouth, and Leng Han also pestle it with his fingers - almost tamping the mutton in Lin Chou's mouth.

"The seasoning is a little bitter early, the salt doesn't taste good, and it's a little burnt... Hmm..."

Lin Chou was choked so much that he rolled his eyes wildly, and swallowed the meat in his mouth with a grunt,

"I..."

However, one leg bone had been clubbed to his small and delicate front teeth.

Lin Chou didn't even hesitate,

"Click~"

"Hmmm! This leg of lamb is well roasted, fragrant, tender and not greasy! ”

Leng Han asked while feeding,

"How's it going, how long will it take?"

With eating, a warm current surged from the abdomen to all parts of the body, and the crispy and numb itching and tingling acted on Lin Chou's body.

"Shhhh Pretty good... It won't be long before the bones grow... Don't think about fighting for the time being..."

Leng Han frowned,

"Actually, there are demon plant essences on the ship, and there are all kinds of levels, but I didn't bring them with me..."

Lin Chou hurriedly waved his hand,

"This loser... Cough... How expensive is that thing, I can't do it, I can't do it, my body is very good and delicious, and it will be better soon. ”

Mom, it's so dangerous.,When can this mouth be less active and cooperate with the brain.,It's really blurted out when it comes out??

A sheep quickly entered Lin Chou's stomach, and the injury improved at an incredible speed, and Lin Chou was already able to raise his hand slightly.

Patted his belly with satisfaction and looked at the old vulture not far away.

"Ga Wow~"

The old vulture spread its wings, cried loudly, and finally flew away unwillingly.

"What are you running, it's not too late to stay and eat a roasted vulture and then leave~" Lin Chou muttered, "This guy is too unreliable, has the skill cooled down for such a long time, why hasn't he come back?" ”

There was a handful of ears of wheat in the things that Leng Han brought back, and when it was still green and tender and pulp, he could get a number of round and round green grains like jewels by rubbing them with his hands.

"It looks good, where did I find it..."

Leng Han was accustomed to Lin Moumu's way of speaking, and ignored his old profession in three sentences.

"Not far from the foot of the mountain, there is a large field of wheat, which is still growing very well."

"Wait for me to make a mark, and I'll come back next time to get it."

“......”

Leng Han went down the mountain twice and brought back three rock sheep of different sizes, and after eating these sheep, Lin Chou could barely get up and move.

I have to say that Lin Chou's physique is so strong that even Leng Han was surprised, there are not a few intact bones left in his body, just eat something to supplement his nutrition, and he will be alive again?

Lin Chou rolled his arms and net sleeves,

"Hey, two days... No... One day, one day later, Ben Shuai will not give you a bottom of this mountain, I will have your surname! ”

can suffocate Lin Chou.

The thief who stole the hairball was under his ass, and he could only wait for the unlucky salted fish to be eaten!

Lin Chou's voice hasn't fallen yet,

"Boom~"

The mountains at his feet trembled violently, as if the entire Aqua Lapis Mountains were a whole, a living thing.

Lin Chou was taken aback,

"I'm grooved... Chest brother... I'm just talking about it... Don't take it seriously..."

Leng Han suddenly raised his head,

"Here we are."

An antique giant well fell from the sky, and you can still hear the sound of Mimi Mimi and countless echoes,

"Boss, hostess, Lord Warlock is back! And with that big cocoon and a dead man! ”

"Boss, don't move, I'll drag you back... Walk you..."

In the dark sea, the ships of the second brigade surrounded the giant cocoon made of hairballs, and crisscrossed the cables to fix it.

Lin Chou gently stroked the "skin" of the hairball, and the fluffy mycelium felt very comfortable.

"Strange, why hasn't there been any movement?"

A boatload of people were excited to see the body of the "bloody tribulus terrestris", and took a group photo to commemorate it.

Mimi sighed,

"Oh my God, this is too big, does it have to be hundreds of meters high?"

Mimi swallowed her saliva,

"I'm more concerned about how much energy is needed to drive Boss Lin's pet furball if it wants to wear this so-called skin... I've heard it's not vegetarian... Well... Literally not vegetarian..."

The strength of terror means an appetite for even more terror, this is Mingguang's theorem.

Mimi stopped talking, and suddenly felt a chill down her spine.

Leng Han stepped aside and uncovered the cloth on the bloody corpse, "Huh? Liu Renjun? You killed him? ”

Uncle Warlock is hiding in his cloak, and the emoji above his head has been updated to [a mess.jpg

Uncle Warlock was very unhappy, very unhappy.

He carried a scaled mace in his hand and weighed it over and over,

"No, he ran away."

Leng Han frowned,

"So this is..."

The warlock said,

"His transformation ritual has been successful, the body has been abandoned, and he will continue to exist as a soul + spiritual entity."

Leng Han's brows were twisted together,

"It's harder to get rid of him now..."

Souls always feel much more difficult to deal with than living people.

The Warlock sneered,

"But there is still a harvest, I overturned one of Liu Renjun's old ancestors - maybe this old guy named Anzu is the original original member of the rebel party, and he must know a lot of things."

The warlock took out an empty beer bottle,

"Well, it's right in here, don't break it, you'll run away."

There was a faint dark shadow reflected in the bottle that still smelled of wine, and I could barely make out that it was in the shape of a small person, but the body was full of holes like rags, and the limbs were torn like noodles.

This kind of operation is also the first time Lin Chou has seen it, "Why do you still have a soul?" ”

The warlock scratches his head,

"There is a high probability of failure, unless the contractor voluntarily... Otherwise, how do you think Liu Renjun ran away..."

It's embarrassing to say, even the warlock uncle didn't see that the teleportation formation on the ground of the underground space was actually part of the entire transformation ceremony, and in such a stunned time, he borrowed all the living corpses and blood corpses in the underground space to explode and sacrifice, and Liu Renjun's transformation ceremony was actually successful...

When he rushed out of the teleportation array with the hairball on his shoulder, he appeared directly in the seabed rift where the living corpses had disappeared before.

As for Liu Renjun, naturally he is not here.

The thought of this warlock makes his teeth itch,

"See you for a long time, see you for a long time, how idle these guys are... Who has ever seen a 'back door' open in a portal and install that 'emergency escape green channel'... Said..."

Lin Chou opened his mouth, he didn't know why he thought that the emergency escape green passage of the portal backdoor version that made Uncle Warlock deflated was probably specially developed for Warlocks~

At this time, news came from another ship,

"Boss, the sea beast has retreated! The Void Beast has also retracted! ”

Leng Han paused and put away the beer bottle.

"I need to return to Mingguang immediately."