The sky in Jisai Kingdom has always looked like flaming clouds, and it is hard to tell whether it is day or night.
The two demons drove for about ten hours, and now they were still one-third of the distance from Hankuai City.
"Come on, have something to eat."
The bonfire was blazing, and the sheep and fat goose were roasting on the top. The outside was golden and shiny, and the fat was crackling off.
"Fortunately, you brought the ingredients, otherwise it would be tasteless and not delicious." Wang Zhuo, regardless of the fact that his hands were hot, tore off a leg of lamb and handed it to Duobao, "Are you still angry?"
Duobao pouted his little mouth and his big eyes were filled with anger. But he still took the leg of lamb and took a bite.
When the mutton enters the mouth, the outside meat is browned and crispy, while the inside meat is soft and tender, with a fragrant fragrance. When the meat is swallowed, the tongue's taste buds are still missing the fragrance.
Seeing Duobao's mouth full of oil, Wang Zhuo couldn't help laughing and said: "Slow down, slow down, I won't compete with you."
Duobao snorted and said, "You have damaged my bicycle, how could you have the nerve to rob it from me?"
It turned out that the bicycle was completely crushed by Wang Zhuo's high weight after riding it for less than fifteen minutes. The wheels were like stewed noodles, and all the saw blades were shrunk into a ball. With some green vegetables and fried eggs, it was enough for one person to eat.
Wang Zhuo said with a smile: "I forgot about my weight."
"Pig! Big fat pig!"
Duobao took the leg of lamb with one hand and gnawed it. With the other hand, he greased the meat and touched Wang Zhuo's lips, saying, "Let's see how I punish you."
Wang Zhuo suddenly bit Duobao's finger, "I'm going to eat a mouse today, my dear, just let me eat it for free!"
Duobao's face turned red, but he immediately snuggled into Wang Zhuo's arms, his charming eyes were as silky as silk, and he exhaled like orchid: "Brother Zhuo, come and eat."
Wang Zhuo laughed and said, "I don't want to eat it now. It smells like mutton, which is always unpleasant." After saying that, he helped Duobao sit up and handed her a leg of mutton.
Duobao didn't pick it up, but chuckled and said, "Brother, eat it."
Wang Zhuo shook his head and said: "These sheep and geese are yours. Let me tell you, I am good at roasting fat geese. I was known as the Fat Goose Killer in the village. When the geese saw me, they turned around like wild dogs.
Just run."
Duobao smiled and said softly: "Brother, although you are a big fat pig, you still have to eat. Losing weight is not so extreme."
"Eat quickly. I can't stop your mouth. Also, don't think you are light. When I held you, I estimated that you were at least 300 kilograms. You are strong enough to be sold out."
Duobao smiled foolishly and said: "What does it mean to be released from the market?"
"It's just that the little piggy has become fat and it's time to come out to pick up customers."
Duobao's smiling face stopped, he snorted, and ate the mutton without saying anything.
Within two or three minutes, he couldn't help but said: "Brother, you have to eat too, otherwise I won't eat."
Wang Zhuo smiled, patted the storage bag, and a black cow flew out. He patted the cow's head and said, "I can just eat this."
Duobao snorted, "Brother Zhuo really has something to offer. This black beef was made by Tiger King in Dalian. I heard it's a great brand and very delicious."
Wang Zhuo then said: "Speaking of the Tiger King, I thought of you telling me that there are ghosts around him. I killed tens of millions today. Is there any problem?"
Duobao pondered for a moment and said: "I don't know about this situation. Logically speaking, zombies are completely living dead, and their souls have already been cast into reincarnation. But I don't know why the souls of these zombies are still there, and according to what my brother said, in addition to having no spiritual consciousness,
In addition, it is actually stronger than the souls of ordinary people. Although I have read more than one billion words in ten years, I have no explanation for this."
While Duobao was talking, Wang Zhuo had skinned the old cow and put it on the fire, "Assuming that these tens of millions of souls are ordinary people, what will happen to me then?"
Duobao was already ready to grab the thigh when the beef was cooked. Hearing this, he said, "What else can I do? I'll be struck by lightning."
Wang Zhuo covered his face and said: "If I don't kill, I will be struck by lightning. If I kill ten million, I will be struck by lightning. It's better to go to Hankuai City and kill tens of millions more."
"If you think like this, how can there be ordinary human beings in the world? After killing so many people, Lei Jie could use a lightning rod to fool him, but if God is in a good mood, he can just turn a blind eye and let it go.
.If a hundred million people are killed, my brother will be waiting for the thunder to hit him. Unless he is chopped into pieces, the thunder calamity will not stop."
Duobao saw that the color of the beef had changed, and his mouth was almost watering. "Of course, there are no absolutes from ancient times to the present. Some things are simple in the heart of heaven, such as Sun Wukong who passed by to sacrifice to Saiguo. He can be said to have eaten countless people, but he has not been seen.
The sky thunder struck him, and he cultivated smoothly to become a true spirit and a half-step great saint. Some people are dedicated to good deeds, let alone eating people, even crying when chewing leaves. A good example is Jiulingyuan
Saint and his grandsons, but what happened in the end? Jiuling Yuansheng was taken back by his leader, but his grandsons were all killed by Sun Wukong with a stick."
Seeing that the beef was cooked for five minutes, Duobao took advantage of Wang Zhuo to listen to her and quickly pulled off a leg of beef. While chewing on it, he said vaguely, "The classics I have read are all written by the human race. Naturally, they have no regard for my demon race."
I have a good impression. I always write stories to brainwash the demon clan. The Tiger King I know has long been no longer an ignorant beast who will not stop dying if he invades his territory. He assesses the situation and has a heart of fear. But Brother Zhuo, I am a demon.
If a clan has respect, can it still be regarded as a demon clan? In my opinion, in my life, I act according to my heart, regardless of strength or weakness, good or evil, and only then can I live a free and unrestrained life!"
"As for immortality, I live a free and easy life. Even if I lose my immortality, no matter what, I will have no regrets."
Wang Zhuo nodded. Seeing that Duobao was eating very fast, he messed up her hair and said, "Eat more slowly."
"Hehe." Duobao stuck out his tongue and smiled. Just as he was about to say something, a faint sound broke through the air!
Both demons stood up and looked up.
I saw a person flying in the direction of the two demons more than ten miles away.
Although Wang Zhuo had excellent eyesight, he could only vaguely see that the person was a man from such a distance. He reached out and put the uneaten fat goose and cow into the storage bag. He said to Duobao: "If you are hostile, protect yourself.
"
As he spoke, the man quickly flew closer.
Only then did Wang Zhuo see clearly that this man was about forty years old, and he was the Earth monk who was eating roast lamb next to Wu Meng Boy!
The middle-aged monk's face was full of panic, as if someone was chasing him behind him. When he flew only a kilometer away from Wang Zhuo, he saw a bonfire.
There was a man and a woman beside the campfire, looking up at him.
The middle-aged man originally wanted to warn the men and women to be vigilant, but suddenly he thought that if these two people were ordinary natives of this place and could just help me resist for a few seconds, maybe I could escape this disaster.
"I have blocked the disaster for the poor Taoist. After the poor Taoist returns home, he should build a golden body for you and worship them every year!" The middle-aged monk said silently in his heart, and waved his big sleeve with a face as cold as ice, locking the pulse with two pulses.
The talisman shoots Wang Zhuo Duobao directly.
Previously, Liu Shushi had used a pulse-locking talisman to trap Li Zhuifeng in the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons. This talisman works on the human body, making the person trapped in place and unable to move, but the operation of his own magic power is not hindered.
Moreover, the middle-aged man is a monk in the middle stage of Jindan, and his level of making talismans is much higher than that of Liu Shushi.
Just when the two pulse-locking talismans were about to be attached to Wang Zhuo and Duobao, a half-meter-high bronze amphora suddenly appeared in front of Wang Zhuo, and two gusts of sinister wind roared out from the bronze bottle!
