Chapter 162 Your Biggest Problem

"Okay."

Although what she had to do was to provoke the extremely powerful late-stage Tongming monster, Leng Bingqing still agreed without hesitation. She understood the truth that if you want to get something, you must first pay.

"Thank you, Senior Sister Leng. Don't worry, I will definitely try my best to take you away, and you will get the best reward." Zhan Nianchuan assured her.

Leng Bingqing nodded, then she hesitated for a moment, and still asked the question she had been wanting to ask just now:

"Junior Brother Zhan, what do you think is my biggest problem as a cultivator?"

"The biggest problem?" Zhan Nianchuan was stunned, and then he understood.

He smiled slightly, his eyes looked at Leng Bingqing's slender and round thighs, and an inexplicable smile appeared on his face.

"You...what are you looking at?" Being looked at by Zhan Nianchuan like this, Leng Bingqing felt that her thighs seemed to be bare, and she couldn't help but block them with her hands, and asked very angrily.

"Have you forgotten how Qiu Qianqiu used your thighs to attack you?" Zhan Nianchuan retracted his gaze. At this moment, he was a strict teacher.

"You almost lost your life for a few pieces of cloth, you know?"

"You're going to die, why would you care about showing a few pieces of flesh?"

"What if he saw it? Will you be unclean if he saw it? Can't you just dig out his eyes and kill him?"

Zhan Nianchuan shouted in a stern voice. Since Leng Bingqing asked him, he must let Leng Bingqing realize the problem and the severity of the problem, otherwise she will definitely encounter similar problems in the future.

"Is he mean? Not at all in my opinion!"

"In this world, resources are limited, and foundation-building pills are also limited. If you want to get more, you must fight and rob, as long as you have the most basic bottom line."

"But in this Nanlu Secret Realm, there is no bottom line!"

"I can tell you clearly that if you want to kill me and I can't beat you, I will beg for mercy, kowtow, sneak attack, poison, delay time, and directly expose my private parts to make you unable to kill, and then I will find someone to kill you together!"

Leng Bingqing was silent. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, and her understanding of Zhan Nianchuan's shamelessness became more and more profound.

After a long silence, Zhan Nianchuan felt that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, so he suggested:

"I haven't eaten barbecue for a long time. My cooking skills are pretty good. Try my roasted tiger meat? Dragon and tiger soup?"

Leng Bingqing looked at Zhan Nianchuan in surprise, as if she didn't expect him to have this skill. After thinking for a while, she said, "Okay."

So Zhan Nianchuan started to get busy. Now he has too many ingredients in his hands. In addition, he has been fighting for life and death for a while, and his spirit is highly tense. It's time to adjust.

"Sister Leng, help me clean these spiritual medicines."

"Sister Leng, smear these pieces of meat with honey and put them on this iron spear."

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The flames rose, sparks flew, and drops of grease fell into the fire along the iron spear, making a sizzling sound.

The aroma of meat filled the big formation. Several magic tools were wearing pieces of demon tiger meat, which had been roasted to a shiny yellow oil, and were smeared with a thick layer of honey, which was sweet and fragrant.

In the big pot on the side, several pieces of tiger meat and giant python meat were stewed. The water had boiled, and dozens of spiritual herbs were floating on it. The soup was snow-white, exuding a rich aroma of meat and grass.

Zhan Nianchuan looked at the barbecue with the same concentration as refining an elixir, and even used his spiritual sense to evenly roast every inch of their meat until it was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

Applying a layer of fine salt, Zhan Nianchuan handed the first piece of demon tiger meat he had roasted to the beauty beside him with satisfaction.

"Try my craftsmanship."

No need to taste it, seeing the golden and shiny color and smelling the fragrant meat, Leng Bingqing knew that the taste would not be bad. Zhan Nianchuan was not bragging, his barbecue skills were as good as his fighting skills.

Her red lips slightly opened, and Leng Bingqing gently took a small bite of the demon tiger meat, and her beautiful eyes suddenly lit up.

It was so delicious.

The meat was roasted to a crispy outside and tender inside, melting in the mouth. The meat strands were distinct and chewy. More importantly, it contained the powerful spiritual power and blood and flesh essence of the demon tiger. After eating it, the stomach was warm and the whole body was comfortable.

The roasted meat was delicious, and the dragon and tiger soup was even more delicious and tasty.

The soup was crystal clear and sticky, containing the terrifying blood and flesh essence. The meat was stewed until soft and had the fragrance of herbs. It was not greasy to eat. Leng Bingqing ate and drank three bowls.

Leng Bingqing ate in small bites, while Zhan Nianchuan ate very fast. Ten Leng Bingqings could not eat more than Zhan Nianchuan.

It was not eating meat, but pouring meat into his mouth. The several pounds of tiger meat on an iron spear was eaten up by him in a flash, which surprised Leng Bingqing.

Noticing Leng Bingqing's surprised eyes, Zhan Nianchuan wiped the oil on his mouth and felt a little embarrassed.

"All those who practice body cultivation are like this. Senior Sister Leng is laughing at them."

Leng Bingqing smiled slightly, as beautiful as a spring flower in full bloom. Zhan Nianchuan almost dropped the tiger meat in his mouth. He had to quickly chew the meat to hide his embarrassment.

"When did you learn this skill? It's really delicious when roasted." Leng Bingqing ate several pounds of tiger meat and licked her red lips with her small tongue.

Then Leng Bingqing put another iron spear on the fire. She knew that Zhan Nianchuan would definitely be able to eat it, but she found that the atmosphere was a little wrong, which made her turn her head in surprise.

Zhan Nianchuan looked at the fire with a dull look in his eyes, and he didn't even notice that the tiger meat in his hand was burnt.

A full quarter of an hour later, Zhan Nianchuan came to his senses. He sadly threw the burnt tiger meat in his hand into the fire, took a bite of the barbecue handed over by Leng Bingqing.

"My father taught me this. He is the best hunter and fisherman in our village. He knows the weaknesses and habits of all prey. He is courageous and responsible. He is the person I admire and love the most."

"I went hunting in the mountains when I was six years old. Every time I hunted prey, my father taught me how to bake it. When I returned to the village, he taught me how to stew, boil, fry and fry. So my skills are quite good. In the future I’ll make it for you again when I get a chance.”

Leng Bingqing listened quietly, and she could see the overwhelming sadness and longing in the eyes of the man in front of her. It seemed that suddenly he was no longer a ferocious secret hunter, but an ordinary country boy. .

Unexpectedly, he was still a person with stories and nostalgia. Thinking of this, she answered softly:

"good."

The flames kept beating, the fat of the meat fell and crackled, and the great array was as warm as spring.

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The secret north.

Several strands of blood flew high into the air.

Four human skulls rolled away.

Xie Nantian indifferently retracted the long sword, gently shook off the blood beads, and looked at the large grassland ahead.

"More than a month has passed. We can't delay any longer. We must go to the Leopard Nest immediately, seize the Tianyuan Fruit, and refine the Tianyuan Life Pill to extend Shu Xiao's life."

"We've killed a lot of people so far, but we've only collected two hundred spiritual grasses. It's really damning. But it should be enough. Let's wait until we get the Tianyuan Fruit."

After muttering to himself, Xie Nantian flew into the sky with his sword and fired towards the leopard's nest.

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