Chapter 2953: Dark cuisine

Barbecuing in the wild, it is safe to roast them all.
But whole roasting is not the same as roasting.
Looking at the unidentified substance suspected of roasting a hare, which is already blackened and exuding a strong scorching smell on the tree stick in the blue witch's hand, I couldn't help but express the above emotion.
The blue witch looked over and over at the unidentified substance with a burnt smell, and then handed it to me very naturally.
Correct!
You read it right!
She directly handed the black, scorched, unidentified substance, expression and temperament to me in a very natural manner.
I said this lady, is it possible that you treat me as a trash recycling bin?
Well, I admit, my digestive ability is strong, and it is not harmful...but this does not mean that I will not refuse anyone!
Naturally, I like food. Food that is not too delicious is okay, but your lump is no longer food, but an unknown substance that has exceeded the limit of food and evolved in an unknown direction!
I believe that eating this thing will not die...but it will be better than death.
After a shudder, I took the unknown substance and hesitated for a second. Then I reached out and tore off a substance that looked like a rabbit leg. After smelling it, I threw the substance to the little hound under the blue witch’s gaze. .
Seeing that something suspected of food was thrown in front of him, the little hound was naturally overjoyed, so he rushed forward and sniffed twice. Two question marks appeared in the dog's eyes.
Huh?
What substance is this?
Why is there a strange smell?
Is it poisonous?
Still not poisonous?
Or just like stinky tofu, it smells weird, but it tastes weird, but it tastes very delicious.
So tentatively, the beagle stuck out his tongue, licked it, then smashed his mouth, made the mouth black, burnt, and smeared something into the mouth.
One second...Two seconds...Three seconds...Puff.
Without even listening for four seconds, the little terrier fell to the ground in a daze. At the same time, he twitched all over, foaming at the mouth, the dog's eyes turned white, and he felt like gossip.
Seeing it, its dog's life will draw a big end.
"Yeah!" The Blue Witch exclaimed, "Tutuo!"
Then he hugged the angry beagle into his arms, and then wept bitterly.
"Tuo, Tuo Tuo?"
I was instantly shocked by the name of the little terrier, and at the same time I didn't want to know the real name of the blue witch.
With a light cough, I moved closer to her, reached out and patted her on the shoulder, and comforted: "The dog can't come back to life, please be sorrowful."
"Ooo, ooo, Tuotuo, you have not grown up, so away from me, ooo, ooo" Blue Witch crying more and more, to the later, it became Ganhao.
At the same time, I found a problem. Even though the blue witch was crying loudly, she didn't shed a single tear?
This... Where's the tears?
On the blue planet, I have heard that there are real weepers, tears, fake weepers, and howlings. Is it possible that the feelings of the Blue Witch for the little terrier are fake?
Just when I was puzzled, the blue witch handed me the little terrier with a whirl, and wailed: "Tutuo, it's dead, oooo, but I don’t want it to leave like this, oooo, you help I’ll try to bake it, don’t burn it."
I:......
Just when I didn't know how to deal with it, the terrier had a limp body like noodles, suddenly trembled, and made a vague mutter in his mouth.
That whisper was like being on the verge of a dying struggle, stretched out his arm to us, and shouted loudly: I think I can still rescue it!
"This dog... Tuo Tuo, it doesn't seem to be dead?" I murmured while holding Tuo Tuo.
"Isn't it dead?" The blue witch looked closer and shook her head: "There is no breath anymore, it should be dead..."
While she was talking, she suddenly covered her mouth, her big eyes full of incredible: "I didn't expect that your feelings for Tuo Tuo will soon catch up with my master! Hope Tuo Tuo is still alive, so it is so. It is so strong that even if Tuo Tuo is dead, he is still trying to convince himself that Tuo Tuo is still alive?"
Me:...No, it's not like that.
"I see, don't worry, after a while, I will give you half."
Me: ...really not like this.
Just when I was about to break the tuo with a big sword, the little hound actually twitched again, and the twitching speed and amplitude were greater than before, and it was about to catch up with the ultimate mechanical dance.
"Yeah!" Seeing this, the Blue Witch exclaimed again: "Tutuo! My Tutuo is still alive! Look, it's alive!"
Said the blue witch, she hugged the terrier that she was constantly drawn out into her arms, watching it do the extreme mechanical dance nervously, and staring at the demon knife in my hand vigilantly: "What are you doing with the knife?"
"Hair off, open the mouth, remove the internal organs, and then grill."
"You want to eat a tuo?!" The Blue Witch looked terrified.
"Nonsense, you let me bake it."
"I asked you to bake a dead tuo, but it's obviously still alive!"
Me: ...I don't know why, I suddenly don't want to talk to you.
After half an hour of tossing, Tuo Tuo finally walked in front of the ghost gate. At this time, it no longer trembles or twitches, even its IQ has dropped!
Seeing the blue witch, she continued to shake her head and tail, making her affectionate.
It's like half an hour ago, the Blue Witch had never said to bake it.
Naturally, I will cook the roasted hare myself.
Nothing, the Blue Witch doesn’t know how to grill, and let her make a dark dish. The roast hare that we can eat as a snack may not be enough.
After roasting the rabbit and eating the rabbit meat, we started to set up a tent and lay there overnight.
To be honest, the night in this wilderness is still as quiet and boring as ever, completely different from that of the Hefeng Continent.
Although the wilderness of Hefeng Continent looks similar to here, the difference is that there will be worms and birds at night, which sounds very close to nature and easily make me fall asleep.
But the wilderness of the Demon Realm is really desolate, there is no sound of insects, and the sounds of birds are boring and repeated cooing, cooing.
The cuckoo here is not the sound made by a pigeon, but a chirping sound made by a bird with long legs, and this bird doesn’t seem to be afraid of people. After seeing us, he will come over to beg for food, but their physical fitness It's very bad, worse than the terrier anyway.
After tasting the scorched and unidentified substances, they first fell drunk one by one, and then thumped and fell to the ground. After nature, they died collectively.
Had it not been for the cooing of long-legged birds, and seeing them wandering around, I would have almost praised the blue witch: Congratulations, your dark cooking successfully eliminated a species!
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