"It's not cooked yet. Eat it when it's cooked later." Ling Chuxi grabbed the fat cat's butt and dragged it back.
The cute cat seemed a little reluctant, grabbing Ling Chuxi's trouser legs and meowing coquettishly.
Soon, the hare was cooked, and Lan Xinyu handed it to Ling Chuxi.
"Okay, you can eat now." Ling Chuxi said.
The cute cat was in great spirits. Although he was a sect-protecting monster and had eaten a lot of exotic flowers and plants, he had never eaten such a mouth-watering barbecue when he smelled it.
However, just when it stretched out its claws, a golden shadow flashed past.
"Bah!" The cute cat was slapped far away, and the little meatball of Lijin Beast was sitting where it was originally, grabbing the roasted hare, taking a deep breath first, and then started to chew it one bite at a time.
Although you can't see its expression, you can tell how intoxicated it is just by looking at its movements.
"Roar!" After all, he has the heritage of a divine beast, and he has been a protector of the sect for so many years. In Echo Valley, the little fat classmate wanted to walk sideways, walk sideways, walk upright, walk upright, and stepped on whoever he caught. How had he ever been punished?
Such bad temper.
In anger, the cute cat roared and transformed again.
"Chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp!" The little meatball threw down the roasted hare and jumped up, dancing and jumping, chirping, pointing at the gorgeously transformed red flame golden cat and roaring. What's more, this
The little guy actually managed to spit...
Everyone was embarrassed when they saw the little meatballs buzzing, and then they couldn't help but think of the scene of a shrew scolding the street.
But immediately, they knew that they had underestimated the anger of Little Meatball. The little guy roared a lot, and seemed to feel uncomfortable. He stretched out his hand and picked up the token, which was the Blood Soul Contract, as if he was carrying it.
Like a door panel, it smashed towards the red flame golden beast.
Ling Chuxi was also dumbfounded. How could this be a shrew scolding the street? This was simply a fight between gangsters and gangsters!
Seeing the desperate posture of Little Meatball, everyone took a breath of cold air: It's too violent. Why didn't you realize that this chubby little guy was so violent before? Isn't it just a roasted hare? Can you commit this crime?
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But when they thought about it, the adamantine and mithril was equivalent to a roasted hare in its mind, and everyone suddenly realized. From another perspective, comparing their feelings, it was not worth fighting for the roasted hare, but fighting for the adamantine and mithril was not worth it to them.
It was worth it. So after the exchange of equal value, everyone felt that Xiaorouwan’s behavior was really not surprising.
Xiaohong sat calmly on the side, eating another roasted rabbit. His current status was the pet of the dignified sect leader, so it was not easy to take a roasted rabbit from other Jindan Sect disciples.
While eating leisurely, he watched the scene in front of him. He sighed in his heart, Ling Chuxi's physique was really weird, and she could always attract some extraordinary monsters.
However, these monsters surrounding Ling Chuxi are all abnormal, they are all weird. This little meatball, this little chubby, look at the majesty of the rare monsters? They all have a little image in front of the food.
They have no moral integrity, and I feel really ashamed for them. Xiaohong didn’t feel at all that this weird monster included him.
And Ling Chuxi’s ability to pick names really makes people vomit blood. It’s not interesting, it’s not poetic, forget it, I won’t say it anymore, it will make me cry if I talk too much. Xiaohong sighed sadly in her heart, then lowered her head and continued to concentrate on eating.