Chapter 181 The Meat of the Warcraft

"Xing'er, eat meat!" The fifth aunt took the only piece of stewed meat to Xing'er's little brat, and counted it as buying her.

"My fifth aunt is the best for me!"

Xing'er said with a smile on her face, lowering her head to eat meat!

"Auntie, partial!" A little boy was dissatisfied.

"Stone, I'll give it to you!" The sixth aunt put a piece of golden barbecue in front of her, which was inch square, to the complaining little brat.

"Sixth aunt, it's best for me!" The little brat smiled and lowered his head to eat meat.

Zhengtian took a look and found that most of the dinner at the Demon's house was vegetables, two bowls of golden barbecue, a total of twenty-four pieces, an average of one piece for each person. The adults almost gave the barbecue to the naughty children, and only they had two pieces of fragrant barbecue in front of them.

Seeing this golden barbecue, Zhengtian remembered Mo Er’s five-mouth cauldron, which were full of delicious barbecue!

Looking at Zhengtian, the old man Muramama had a slightly red face and smiled awkwardly, "My friend Zhengtian, let's not hide it from you, our Xingshui Village has abundant crop resources, but there is very little meat. These magic meats need to be obtained from outside the village to catch monsters!"

"Outside the village, it is extremely dangerous. Most of our villagers are farmers. There is no problem with planting and harvesting, but there is a lack of meat!" Xing'er's father, as the eldest son, continued to speak.

"Brother Xiaotian, it's so dangerous outside. There are only nine hunters in our village, three dead and six broken. These magic meats are still the jerky meat left before, and they will never be eaten again!"

Xing'er carefully tasted the golden barbecue and said leisurely, "I decided to leave a piece of barbecue and eat it next year!"

Zhengtian was speechless, "I will eat it next year, and I won't it be broken?"

Zhengtian was also very moved. This demon family really put aside the capital to entertain themselves!

"Eat it, I still have two pieces of barbecue!" Zhengtian brought two pieces of barbecue to Xing'er.

"Really!" Xing'er took it, very happy, but after looking at Zhengtian for a while, she brought it back.

"Brother Xiaotian, you have traveled to this world and have never sang magic meat yet?" Xing'er's mouth opened slightly, her words were clear and her logic was rigorous. "Eat it quickly. Only after eating magic meat can you master a little magic power. These barbecue have been stored for a long time and have less magic power. It just happened to be suitable for my brother to eat it for the first time, and it is easy to master!"

Zhengtian showed a surprised look. This little girl is not simple!

"It's okay, there's still a chance in the future!" Zhengtian said gently, giving the remaining two pieces of barbecue.

Xing'er, it seems like she was the first time she saw Zhengtian. She was moved deep in her heart. This brother is so good!

Xing'er intuitively picked up a piece of barbecue and delivered it to Zhengtian's mouth, "Brother Xiaotian, be good!"

Zhengtian was shocked by the little witch Xing'er again and hurriedly said, "No, you can eat it!"

"Brother is not good!"

Xing'er stretched out her left hand, grabbed Zhengtian's ear, and shouted fiercely, "Eat!"

Zhengtian, I can’t laugh or cry, why do I think Xing'er is very similar to Oriental Rose?

"Be good, or just eat a piece!"

Zhengtian, in desperation, opened his mouth and bit the barbecue that Xing'er had grabbed.

The golden barbecue has a strong aroma and is even more fragrant when you bite it. When you bite it lightly, the fat will be overflowing, the flesh is thick, full of toughness, and very chewy.

Zhengtian closed his eyes and chewed, and felt the oil swallowed formed a soft stream, flowing through his whole body with extremely comfortable comfort. After chewing it, the tough fibers actually emitted amazing heat from it, just like energy like over-electricity, making the whole body hot. It was the body that was cultivated by oneself, and it was secreted by sweat.

"Good thing! It can have the effect of cleaning bones and marrow!" Zhengtian sighed.

"I am worthy of being Sister Xiaoying's fiancé, and I speak the same way as Sister Xiaoying!" Xing'er muttered.

Zhengtian was surprised and looked at Xing'er and Cun Zheng's family. Cun Zheng said with a smile, "Fairy Yingying, this demonic flesh is comparable to a magical medicine and is of great benefit to the body. Ordinary people can strengthen their muscles and bones. Those who cultivate immortals can promote their cultivation of immortals!"

"At that time, grandpa, I didn't believe it!" Xing'er curled her lips and blew it.

"At that time, the old man really didn't believe it. Later, I checked the classics left by the ancestors and said that it really said this!" The old devil in the village showed an awkward smile. "Our Xingshui Village was 30,000 years ago. It was said that it was a secret guardian of a large religion. At that time, the village was very large and thousands of miles away were all within the village at that time. The village had a large population and lived with tens of thousands of tribes. They were all masters of immortal cultivation. They ate level nine monster meat in their daily diet!"

Listening to the old man Muramasa narrating their glorious history and remembering the past infinitely, Zhengtian couldn't help but ask, "What level of monster meat is this?"

"Brother Xiaotian, this is a level of monster meat!" Xing'er interrupted, "It's a kind of iron-wired worm meat, comparable to a level one!"

"Oh, it's a monster of this level that we were still sacrificing three hunters and seriously injuring six hunters to capture them!"

The village was sighing, "Ten years ago, the last hunting defeated the last hunter in our village and also made me lose three sons!"

Zhengtian was filled with emotion. He knew that Xingshui Village was a place of inheritance with historical heritage, but as time passed, the inheritance had almost been cut off here, and survival was a problem.

"We don't have a single immortal cultivator now. The villagers in the entire village, with less than 200 people, survived and lost contact with the outside world's immortal cultivator. I remember the last time I sent out to find the heroes of the sect was five hundred years ago. The people sent out never came back!"

Zhengtian, one rice grain at a time, chewing the magic grain that looks good and doesn't taste good. Listening to the old devil of Museum Zheng's introduction, I felt that this meal was really depressing.

Of course, Zhengtian was very moved. This demon family was really nice to him and completely regarded him as his own person.

"Grandpa, stop talking, it will affect our appetite!" Xing'er looked at Zhengtian, "Brother Xiaotian eats dishes. This is a very delicious dish cooked with magic oil!"

Zhengtian, watching the little girl pick up a lot of dishes for herself, as if she was a little adult and a hospitable little master.

Zhengtian, eating the dishes in the bowl, I felt that the dishes here were very fragrant and tender, tasted very refreshing, and also contained the power of demons.

A group of adults, smiling and eating slowly, were all very hospitable, but they still left the opportunity to perform to Xing'er and Muramasa.

Later, Zhengtian learned that only Xing'er and the village are white horns in this village, and white horns are a necessary condition for the village's inheritance, and Xing'er is an inevitable candidate for the next patriarch, Cun Zheng.

Zhengtian accidentally affected the world pattern, and he began to "Zhengtian"!

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