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"Oh my god, oh my god, are you so good at cooking chicken? Do you even know how to cook chicken in white? I haven't eaten it yet."

Ling Huo'er was so shocked that she didn't know what to say. She could only describe it as magical.

"It's very simple. I'll teach you how to do it later."

"Okay, then don't do it later, let's do it now. I'll catch another chicken."

Ling Huo'er left these words, turned around and left. But after taking a few steps, she stopped, her little nose twitching.

Wasn't the roasted chicken swallowed by a python? Why is there still the smell of roasted chicken in the air?

She looked back and saw the man sitting cross-legged, putting the roast chicken into his mouth one bite at a time.

"Little brother, you are a liar, a big liar."

Yang Mo looked at Ling Huo'er in confusion: "What did I lie to you about? I can indeed breed a lot of chickens."

"It's you who's talking to me, why didn't you tell me and pretended to be a python?" Ling Huo'er rushed up and snatched away the remaining half of the chicken.

She really thought she had seen a miracle, but she didn't want to be deceived and was completely disappointed.

"I thought you knew. Little girl, you can't take back the things you gave away. It's rude." Yang Mo licked his lips.

After not eating for a day and a night, my appetite increased greatly.

"To hell with politeness." Ling Huo'er snorted softly, hugging the roast chicken and chewing until his mouth was full of oil.

Yang Mo smiled helplessly, stood up, and found some wild vegetables and fruits to eat. When she walked back, Ling Huo'er had already eaten half of the roast chicken and was about to continue taking a bath in the water.

"I'm going to take a shower, men, stay away." Ling Huo'er glared at Yang Mo.

She is very angry now, very angry.

"If you want to abduct my snake, I have to keep an eye on it. Girl, it's better not to take a bath in the clear sky. There are countless males peeping around here." Yang Mo persuaded her earnestly.

"Is there anyone?"

Ling Huo'er suddenly jumped out of the water and rushed into the jungle with great momentum.

A few minutes later, he came back angrily: "You lied to me, how can I be a man?"

Yang Mo blinked: "Aren't there two in front of you? The python and I are both male."

Well, he was actually being teased. Huo'er expressed that he was very annoyed.

"Men are all liars after all. I have to take a shower now, so hurry up and leave."

"But what if I don't want to leave?" Yang Mo blinked.

"Then you are looking for death. You should be killed for delaying my bathing!" Huo'er pointed his fingers like a knife and rushed towards Yang Mo.

"It just so happens that I just had some insights and I need to find someone to practice with." Yang Mo responded with a smile.

Practicing with you? This girl wants to kill someone. I'll let you see if I dare to kill someone.

Ling Huoer's palm touched Yang Mo's neck.

Yang Mo didn't dodge, he just used his palm to block it.

"A critical moment!" Ling Huo'er attacked Yang Mo's chest again, spreading her palm flat.

This style of play is the least skill-based, but relies on powerful force to crush the opponent.

Ling Huo'er has an agile body and a delicate figure, but this does not mean that she is not strong enough.

When he raised his palm, it was like the earth was shattering. The hurricane brought by his palm blew down the nearby leaves one after another.

"Why is it called this name? Isn't it supposed to be the pinnacle of Mount Tai?"

Yang Mo dodged and grabbed Ling Huoer's arm with his backhand.

Ling Huo'er volleyed in the air and kicked out more than a dozen times with both feet within a minute, aiming straight for Yang Mo's lower third.

"What's your trick?"

While Yang Mo was resisting, he used his arms to give Ling Huo'er a helping hand.

"What kind of fight are you doing?" Ling Huo'er was confused.

When it comes to helping others move their energy, this guy's tricks are hard to understand. Ling Huo'er no longer thinks about why Yang Mo can avoid her own kicks. She is thinking about why Yang Mo does this.

Bang!

Ling Huo'er's palm slapped on the ground, causing earth and rocks to fly.

She hurriedly took it back, but Yang Mo moved first.

I saw Yang Mo hanging one foot on Ling Huo'er's body with a huge force.

Ling Huo'er couldn't struggle and had to exert all his strength to prevent himself from being pressed into the soil.

"Have you ever heard of a cauldron weighing a thousand catties?" Yang Mo asked lightly.

"Bragging, your legs are as good as Ding! Brother, you actually hit a woman."

After trying countless methods, Huo'er gave up.

"You were the one who asked me to fight first. Is it my fault that you can't beat me?" Yang Mo shrugged.

"Of course it's your fault. No one would put his body on a girl's body. You're too bullying."

"That's wrong. Have you ever seen a man who doesn't crush girls? How about boys?"

Huo'er blushed for a moment. She couldn't see the posture of the two people at this moment, but she was sure that this posture must be very unsightly.

"Okay, I give up, can you let me go?"

"no problem."

Yang Mo retracted his legs, turned and left.

Huo'er was instantly relaxed. With one bounce, he flew up with a kick and attacked Yang Mo's back.

"Again?"

Yang Mo stayed still, only his ears were concentrating.

The moment Huo'er's foot landed on Yang Mo's back, Yang Mo started to move.

He did not attack or defend, but bent down.

Ever since, Huo'er's legs slid along Yang Mo's body to the position of his head.

At this moment, Yang Mo stood up and took a step back. His leather shoe happened to step on Huo'er's other foot.

He turned around and put one of Huo'er's feet on his shoulder.

Yang Mo is 1.83 meters tall, while Huo'er is less than 1.7 meters tall. At this moment, his legs are completely stretched into a straight line. He can't retract them even if he wants to, and he can't move even if he wants to. He can only hang like this.

The jeans could no longer withstand the pressure, and they secretly opened their mouths to breathe.

"You'd better stop. If your hands are controlled by me, the scenery will be so beautiful." Yang Mo said with a faint smile.

Hearing this, Huo'er weakly put down his hand in mid-air.

As Yang Mo said, she is no match for Yang Mo at all.

"Okay, I admit defeat, I am convinced, and I promise not to attack you again, okay? How about we make a three-part agreement?" Huo'er said, holding his shoulders.

Yang Mo smiled. Is this the tone a prisoner should have?

"Forget it after three chapters of agreement. If you take action again, I will never show mercy."

Yang Mo patted Ling Huo'er's waist and let her go.

"You are still a man."

Ling Huo'er snorted softly, tossed her hair and returned to the pool.

Just forget it? Just dream and see how I will deal with you.

Got it!

"You said you are very good at making chickens. Do you dare to show your skills and compete with me?" Ling Huo'er said.

Why does the word "cooking chicken" sound so strange?

"You go catch the chicken and come back, I can cook it for you." Yang Mo responded.

When you are bored, it is a good idea to reward yourself with your tongue.

Ling Huo'er said: "Are you ashamed? A grown man actually asked me, a weak woman, to catch chickens for you."
Chapter completed!