Wang Feng was really disappointed with the time traveler brand barbecue. If anyone understood what time travel was, he would probably be exposed.
Fortunately, in this world, people don't seem to have any more considerations besides the pursuit of strength.
Qing Huan immediately took the barbecue and stuffed it into his mouth.
Wang Feng hurriedly shouted: "Slow down! You just took it off the fire. It's very hot. Don't scald your little mouth, or I'll feel sorry for you!"
After hearing Wang Feng's words, Qing Huan immediately blushed and didn't care much whether the front was permed or not. But the distressed words in his last sentence made Qing Huan immediately feel shy.
Wang Feng didn't notice this expression, because if there was only one skewer of barbecue, it probably wouldn't be enough for Qing Huan to eat by himself. He had to continue working hard to quickly grill all the skewers.
Speaking of which, it seems that my tools are not fully prepared, which is very inconvenient.
In this world, of course, there are no special tools for barbecue, so he just thought of making this thing on a whim.
As for what kind of monster flesh can be eaten and what kind cannot be eaten, he knows all about it after coming here many times to experience it.
The meat he chose now was a third-level monster that was said to have the best meat and was hunted specifically for barbecue.
The poor monster, if it knew that this guy hunted him down just to eat delicious barbecue, he would definitely be so angry that he would come to life and fight Wang Feng for 300 rounds again!
But obviously, this is just an impossible thing.
Wang Feng only had two hands, and even though he could grill two skewers on each hand at a time, in the first ten or so skewers, he only had one skewer fed by Qinghuan. The rest were
, of course it all went into Qinghuan’s belly.
"Now, it's finally my turn to eat!" Wang Feng asked Qinghuan speechlessly.
Qing Huan nodded shyly, "This barbecue made by Brother Feng is really delicious! I'm full. Brother Feng will bake it as soon as possible. I'll feed you to avoid it getting cold after a while.
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There was no taboo in the relationship between the two of them. Wang Feng was roasting meat with his own hands, while Qing Huan was holding it and feeding it to him.
But occasionally, she would suddenly reimburse a bunch of them herself, saying she wanted to taste them.
Fortunately, Wang Feng was quite well prepared this time, and naturally had plenty of condiments. This is something that must be always available for outdoor experience.
As for the meat, a whole monster beast was divided up by him. Even if two people could eat it, they would still be unable to finish it.
The only disadvantage is that if he wants to eat this, Wang Feng doesn't have the right tools right now, so even if the cut pieces of meat are small, they will cook slowly.
In this way, by the time Wang Feng felt that he had almost eaten, it was already midnight.
"Okay, I'm grilling these two skewers. Each of us has one skewer. We can't eat any more today! Hiccup..."
"Okay, hiccup..."
These two guys were all a little stuffed with food, and ended up having to "dispose" of the last two skewers!
Qing Huan was staring closely at the two skewers of barbecue that were about to be grilled, while Wang Feng didn't pay any attention to other things.
As a result, just when the two skewers of barbecue were about to be cooked, something suddenly appeared in the eyes of the two people. They all turned their heads at the same time and looked in the same direction.
On one side of the bonfire where the two of them were barbecuing, there was an astonishing monster about one meter tall, standing there, looking at the barbecue that Wang Feng was still grilling.
Two strings of glittering and translucent things flowed down from the corners of its mouth with several strands of long white beard.
The reason why Wang Feng dared to cook this kind of delicacy within the range of first-order monsters without worrying that monsters would be attracted to it was because it was far away from the area of third-order monsters and the aroma could not reach it.
Secondly, first-level monsters would never dare to approach their bonfire.
But now, Wang Feng looked at the coveted monster in front of him and immediately felt a little funny.
Judging from the overall shape, this is clearly a big cat standing upright. This big cat is really naive, with a fat body and a huge head.
With a pair of small eyes, looking straight at the barbecue in his hand, he could hear the screams coming from its swollen belly.
But it's funny. First-order monsters will never dare to approach it. This is a fact that will never change.
So this means that the big cat that suddenly appeared here and that neither he nor Qinghuan had discovered in advance was probably a high-level monster. At least, it must be above the third level.
So, almost after Wang Feng glanced at it twice, he stood up suddenly and assumed a posture to fight.
However, in the process of getting up, one of the two skewers of barbecue in his hand accidentally flew out of his hand.
When the big cat saw the barbecue flying away, its plump body actually used an extremely flexible posture and a completely incredible speed to rush out and catch the string of barbecue directly in its arms.
Inside that meow mouth.
One claw stretched out and easily pulled out the iron pick, leaving all the roasted meat in its mouth.
"Meow~ delicious! Meow~~"
Wang Feng, who was already shocked by this guy's skill, was even more stunned when he heard two words popping out of his mouth.
A talking cat?! This... what level of monster is this?!
If a monster wants to be able to speak human words, it is said that it must be at least a ninth-level monster or above in strength. Only by chance can it reach that level.
Could it be that the naive-looking big cat in front of me is actually the extremely rare ninth-level monster?
If that were the case, then he and Qing Huan would really be dead.
When Wang Feng was here, thinking about whether the two of them would be roasted and eaten by the big cat, he saw the big cat looking in his direction again with bright eyes.
It's over, it's over! This is already targeting me, and the next moment I'll probably just put myself on it and roast it on the fire.
When he thought that this big cat might be a ninth-level monster, Wang Feng had no intention of confrontation at all, and he no longer even had the thought of resistance.
Now, it depends on whether Lord Tiger can save his own life! However, it seems that even a strong man in the Saint Lord realm may not be able to defeat the ninth-level monster when standing in front of him, not to mention Lord Tiger's current state.