The huge impact and vibration of the ground suddenly stopped after a while.
Everyone looked at each other, wondering what happened.
Then Yanying's figure appeared from a distance and flew over.
In front of everyone, she used the transformation technique again and turned into a humanoid girl.
Yanying pouted her face and said angrily: "Damn it, damn it! Let that old rock turtle escape!"
At this moment, everyone was even more confused.
The obvious second-grade ferocious beast, Rock Turtle, was already a piece of meat on a plate. It was left to be slaughtered. How could it escape?
Yang Cheng asked carefully: "Yanying, what happened?"
Yanying said angrily: "Hmph, after falling several times just now, I wanted to lift the rock turtle into the air again, but suddenly it stretched out its head and bit off a vine tied to it. It happened to be a river, and the old rock turtle fell into the river and ran away!"
"Well……"
Yang Cheng didn't know what to say. The vines were found and made by them. Although there were several vines blended together, they were still small compared to the rock turtles and could be easily broken in one bite.
Yang Cheng didn't plan to continue talking, for fear of reminding this weird flaming bird and drawing his anger to them.
But I still feel a little regretful in my heart.
The second-grade ferocious beast Rock Turtle, if it were thrown to death, it would be so huge that even a first-grade ferocious beast Yanying would not be able to eat it all.
By then, it should be no problem to share some meat.
For the Qingque Tribe and the Vine Tribe, the meat of the second-grade ferocious beasts is no less effective than the sacred fruit tree not far away.
Fortunately, Yanying was angry for a while and did not blame Yang Cheng and the others for the reason why Yangui escaped.
"The old rock turtle ran away this time. It's lucky. If I encounter it next time, I'll give it a good beating!"
Yanying muttered to herself, and then asked Yang Cheng with a curious face: "Wizard of the Qingque tribe, can you let me see the power of your tribe's artifact?"
"Well..."
There was a slight hesitation on Yang Cheng's face, but he seemed to have made up his mind. He sighed, nodded and said, "Okay, we can show you the power of the artifact."
"That's great." The girl Yanying clapped her hands happily: "Wizard of the Qingque Tribe, you are the friendliest human witch I have ever seen!"
"Really?"
Yang Cheng felt happy. This was considered a success in increasing his favorability, right?
Then Yang Cheng heard Yanying tilt her head and murmur in a low voice: "Huh? It seems that I don't know a few human witches?"
Yang Cheng: "..."
Okay, you have to work hard on your favorability.
Just do what comes to mind.
In order to return to the tribe, Yang Cheng immediately shouted to Yanhu:
"Yanhu, set up a clay pot and cook the meat!"
Yang Cheng asked Yanhu to put the pot on the shelf, and then asked Hongya and others to drag over the giant claws of the giant claw crab, and also drag over the bodies of the other dead high-level ferocious beasts.
Now the high-level ferocious beasts were trembling under the aura of the first-grade ferocious beasts exuded by Yanying, lying on the ground one by one, not daring to move.
Hongya and others went to drag over the bodies of other ferocious beasts, so naturally there would be no danger at all.
While the meat is cooking.
Yanying was standing next to her, her big eyes curiously watching the work of Yanhu and others, and asking Yang Cheng questions about the pottery pot.
Yang Cheng tried his best to maintain the "sacredness" of the pottery pot.
An interesting thing happened.
Hearing Yang Cheng say that to use the clay pot, you need to light a fire under it first, Yanying volunteered to help, and then she opened her small mouth, and the fluctuations of fire magic power came out.
Yang Cheng was shocked and stopped her quickly!
How can you kill a chicken with a knife?
What's more, what Yanying uses is not a machete, but a 40-meter machete.
After Yanying was stopped by Yang Cheng, she was a little confused, but she quickly realized that Yang Cheng was a witch and she didn't need her help to make a group fire.
Therefore, Yanying stopped the fluctuation of witchcraft power and waited for Yang Cheng to take action. By the way, she also wanted to see what Yang Cheng, whose witchcraft power was stronger than other witches, would be like when he used witchcraft.
But Yang Cheng wiped the sweat from his head, waved his hand back, and Yan Hu quickly lit a fire.
This surprised Yanying.
Just like the people of the Vine Tribe who saw the wood burning for the first time, they were all puzzled. How could the totem warrior know witchcraft?
However, as a first-class ferocious beast, Yan Peng Bird, Yan Ying has extraordinary control and understanding of flames. After letting Yan Hu drill into the wood and start a fire again, she became thoughtful, and the feather clothes all over her body shone with silk. Silk color light.
However, this state soon disappeared.
Because under the burning of firewood, the pottery pot emits a strong fragrance.
"Well!"
The fragrance wafted into Yanying's nose, and she was instantly attracted, and all the thoughts in her mind disappeared.
"The shaman of the Qingque Tribe, is this the power of the artifact?" Yanying's golden eyes were fixed on the pottery, and she swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva and asked without turning her head.
Yang Cheng smiled and said: "Yes, the power of our tribe's artifact is able to make particularly delicious food."
With that said, Yang Cheng opened the bamboo lid, used chopsticks to pick up a piece of crab meat from the giant claw crab, and put it into his mouth.
Suddenly, Yang Cheng's eyes lit up.
"Well, that's what it tastes like."
The crab meat in the clay pot actually tasted the same as the seafood Yang Cheng had eaten on Earth, and it was even more delicious.
In front of delicious food, no matter how noble or powerful the girl is, she will surrender.
Now when Yanying, Yanlin and Xing smelled the aroma of meat for the first time, their behavior was surprisingly consistent.
They all stared at the pottery pot, then looked at Yang Cheng who took a bite, and couldn't help smelling the fragrance, deeply intoxicated by it.
When Yang Cheng finished eating a mouthful of meat.
Yanying asked carefully: "Can the shamans from the Qingque tribe be eaten?"
She was deceived by Yang Cheng, and she already believed that the pottery pot in front of her was a magical artifact.
So I changed my impatient and impatient personality and became cautious, fearing that I would do something wrong and not be able to eat the delicacies made by the artifact.
Yang Cheng smiled: "You can eat. I'll get you a clay bowl. Otherwise, the meat in the clay pot will be very hot and you won't be able to eat it..."
As Yang Cheng spoke, he lowered his head and rummaged around, took out one of his pottery bowls, and was about to hand it to the girl Yanying.
Then, he just looked up.
Then she saw that Yanying had come to the side of the pot, put her head in, and sucked hard.
The sound of "Xili Gudong" sounded, and then the first-grade ferocious beast Yanying stretched out her head from the clay pot, licked her mouth with her pink and tender tongue, and licked all the meaty soup next to her mouth into her mouth. .
Finally, let's say a few more words.
"It's so delicious. I've never eaten anything so delicious!"
After Yanying shouted excitedly for a while, she thought of something and turned to Yang Cheng and asked:
"By the way, shaman of the Qingque Tribe, what did you just say?"
