() Still no one paid attention.

The mountain master patiently thought about it and lit up another bonfire. The bonfire was not very close, but it was not very far either. It just gave the kobolds a certain distance.

"Crackling" the flames rose, and the cave gradually became brighter. The aroma of barbecue filled the air, the gopher nai soup was rolling in the pot, and the unique spicy aroma of spicy gray mushrooms made Mr. Shan salivate.

The people who were sticking their butts out began to whisper to each other in low voices at some point: "Chief, what should we do? The humans are getting involved with us, why don't we fight with them!" A kobold with the highest butt sticking out and severe bald spots all over his body lowered his head.

The voice suggested to an elderly kobold.

A male kobold with a thin body and sunken cheeks next to him quietly glanced at the delicacies and swallowed a big mouthful of saliva: "Even if I die, I still want to eat enough and kill that human..."

Before he could finish saying "Pa", he received a heavy blow on his head, and he immediately shrank in a corner, looking aggrieved.

Retracting his arm that was a little sore from the shock, the old patriarch's cloudy eyes shone with some wisdom: "Quiet, everyone! Don't look over there!" After saying that, the leader shrank back and returned to the corner.

Several pregnant women with big bellies and sallow faces took a few mouthfuls of water and buried their heads in their knees in despair.

In order to resist the drow's conspiracy, the remaining kobolds of this small tribe refused to mate, refused to eat, and would rather starve to death than make materials for extracting dragon blood.

But some things are unavoidable. For example, if a man and a woman are in the same room for a long time, they will always do some instinctive things, not to mention that sometimes the drow will force-feed them chun medicine.

Therefore, several female kobolds are basically pregnant with babies.

Even with concerted resistance, the population of this small tribe is still slowly increasing.

Five pregnant kobold women. Two young females who have just grown up and always like to sniff the butts of males.

There are also the main fighting force of the small tribe, four adult male kobolds. Finally, there are two underage puppies and the tribe elder.

There are 14 kobolds in total, including those who are about to be born, about 19 kobolds.

With a delicate hardwood spoon, you are gently stirring the ruby ​​white gopher nai soup. The pieces of spicy gray mushrooms are rolling and floating from time to time, and the alluring and refreshing nai fragrance floats out from time to time.

The browned tenderloin is dripping with the last few smears of fat. The tightly shrunk, extremely tender meat texture is carefully smeared with a special sauce.

Turn the grill slightly to let the sauce penetrate into the barbecue: "Okay!" With that, a pair of big hands eagerly picked up the stainless steel grill and carefully sliced ​​the browned barbecue into the plate.

The texture of the meat is delicate and compact. After adding oil separator, the originally dry barbecue becomes smoother and more tender. With the specially prepared sauce, the texture is bright and shiny, and the taste is fragrant and attractive.

A bowl of gopher nai soup rolled with diced spicy gray mushrooms was served. A bite of tenderloin slices with delicate and tender meat and excellent taste. The two slowly merged in the mouth, and the delicious taste seemed to dance on the tip of the tongue.

Shan Ye closed his eyes in enjoyment.

The tenderloin is tender and soft, and the gopher nai soup is paired with spicy gray mushrooms. The taste is refreshing and sweet. If he didn't want to seduce the kobolds, Shanye could finish the entire pot of nai soup alone.

The sound of "Gululu" was particularly loud. All the kobolds looked at the source of the sound. It was the old patriarch with a stern look on his face.

Just as the old patriarch said, he refused to mate or eat, even if he was hungry every day and dizzy, he still persisted in his faith.

Before this escape, there was no preparation at all. The crazy and strong jailer suddenly knocked out his companions and released more than ten precious kobolds because he thought they were pitiful.

Huddled in the corner, the old patriarch couldn't believe that this was true. But even if it was a scam, the old patriarch would jump in without hesitation.

"Gululu" the stomach growled again. With hope of living, no one wanted to die. The old patriarch held his shriveled belly with a sad look on his face, and his eyes fell on Shan Ye from time to time.

"The meat smells so delicious!" "It smells like short-leg pig meat, a piglet less than ten months old..."

The low-pitched discussion irritated the old patriarch's stomach. Just as he was about to stop this boring speculation, he suddenly felt something moving at the hem of his clothes. When he lowered his head and looked down, he saw a little puppy who was only half a meter tall, skinny and bones, and had a sallow face.

With an innocent look on his face, he bit his paws and looked at himself longingly.

The bright black eyes shone with a satin-like sheen. The old patriarch suddenly felt heart-wrenching pain! He hated his own incompetence, hated the kobolds for not being extremely strong, and hated those bastards who enslaved and killed the tribesmen.

The slightly sunken chest rose and fell several times with force. The old patriarch faced the light source, raised his arms, and stared at the flabby arm muscles and bald hair with his cloudy old eyes. There were a few rhombus-shaped scales as big as fingernails vaguely embedded in the hair. It was exactly that.

The culprit behind the massacre of the kobold clan!

The gray and stiff fingernails were pressed hard on the scales, and immediately a sharp and heartbreaking pain came. The old patriarch frowned slightly and sighed softly to give up this act of self-mutilation.

The little puppy seemed to be very persistent, holding its dirty little paws in its mouth, still looking at the old patriarch with longing eyes like silk. As if being hurt by that look, the old patriarch sighed and rubbed his eyebrows, and stroked the puppy's fur with his big hand.

There is a slight chrome touch on the velvet head and fingertips. Looking carefully through the light source, the puppy's skin is tightly attached to the bones, and the fat that should be plump in between has turned into the "Gululu" whine in the belly.

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Unable to bear to continue abusing these children, the old patriarch's eyes paused slightly, and he gently pushed the puppy with his big hand. The puppy didn't understand why, and still looked at the old patriarch with innocent eyes.

The old patriarch's eyes flashed with pity, and his voice was softer than ever before: "Child, go and eat, don't worry about anything, you can eat enough today!"

The word "full" seemed to have magic power. The puppy's eyes lit up, he lowered his head and touched his withered belly, and asked in a nagging voice, "Grandpa, what does full mean?"

The old patriarch's eyes were slightly condensed, his breath was stagnant, and his throat seemed to be stuck with a wet sponge, which was stuffy and heavy. He pushed the puppy tremblingly, and the old patriarch asked himself, "Is my persistence a mistake?"

After confirming that he had the consent of the old patriarch, the puppy did not rush over to ask for food. Instead, he returned to his parents first and began to chirp in a low voice.

Shanye held a bowl of gopher nai soup, opened his mouth and took a sip, and a few pieces of spicy gray mushrooms wrapped in nai soup slipped into his mouth. The nai soup was smooth and refreshing, and the spicy gray mushrooms rolled between his lips and teeth, exuding a fragrant aroma.

It's lightly spicy and chewy.

"Huh?!" He raised his eyebrows, and continued eating and drinking. More than ten meters away, several kobolds were lying on the ground, moving cautiously this way.

When they look at people, they always show a sense of inferiority and vigilance. Their bodies have not moved for a long time, making them look a little clumsy.

The two puppies kept swallowing saliva, and the big tongues in their mouths trembled slightly with their short breaths. The sound of "tick-tick" water flowing down the tip of the tongue was particularly loud in the quiet cave.

The two adult kobolds seemed much more cautious. Their limbs were lying on the ground, and their muscles were stretched, ready to pounce or retreat at any time.

A slightly stronger male kobold with a big tongue that kept "whooshing" cautiously moved to a position five meters away from the mountain master, and then refused to come any closer.

He stretched his neck, stood on tiptoes, and leaned forward slightly, but the male dog's head did not dare to get any closer. Shan Ye's auricles moved, and he could even hear the sound of the kobold's throat rolling.

Slowing down every movement, his expression was as gentle as the sunshine brother next door. Without rash dialogue, Shan Ye just gently twisted his body to face a few kobolds, causing them to stick out their butts and tremble with fear.

Stopped.

Squinting his eyes slightly, Shan Ye took a deep breath. The cool moisture was inhaled into his lungs, and the anger in his chest slowly calmed down. Maintaining a kind gesture, Shan Ye slowly calmed down his mind.

, some pictures from my childhood gradually emerged.

When Shan Ye was a child, he didn't have many friends. One time when he was taking out the garbage, he met a little spotted wild cat. Shan Ye left the cat for some leftovers.

After several more chance encounters, the little spotted wild cat gradually dropped its guard against Shan Ye and began to get close to him. Shan Ye vaguely remembered that at first, the little wild cat was as wary as these kobolds and stayed a few meters away.

Will stay far away.

After pondering for a while, Master Shan slowly corrected his attitude and put a portion of gopher nai soup and browned sliced ​​tenderloin aside, while he quietly moved away more than ten meters away.

Turning his back, Shan Ye was eating and drinking by himself, but his ears stood up like radar.

For ten minutes, there was no movement. Twenty minutes later, a rustling sound came from the food side. The sound was very light and intermittent. Master Shan tried his best and did not turn around or even change his movements.

After observing and hesitating for a while, several extremely vigilant kobolds determined that there was no danger.

The puppy was lying one meter away from the tenderloin, its two bright black eyes opened as wide as possible. The satin-like longing flashed in the eyes, but there was also a fear and shrinkage of the unknown.

With a wet and flat nose, he quickly stirred up the delicious fragrance that made his stomach feel uncomfortable. He pushed hard into the puppy's nostrils. He rolled his throat and spit out his wet tongue. The saliva flowed along the tip of the tongue, and the puppy

Below, a small puddle formed.

The two dog paws moved forward inch by inch, sticking tightly to the cold ground, as if the louder the sound, the brown and fragrant tenderloin would disappear.

Compared to puppies, adult kobolds are much bolder.

The adult kobold's dog claws have separated into five irregular finger shapes. They are furry and not very flexible, and the knuckles are always bent, making them look a bit stiff and clumsy.

The pure and smooth gopher nai soup suddenly inserted a furry, severely bent finger. After the finger's hair was covered with nai soup, it retracted with a "swish" sound.

Several kobolds howled excitedly, retreated several meters, gathered together, and looked happily at the finger covered in ruby ​​white senai soup. (To be continued., Welcome to Qidian.)
Chapter completed!