Quick Transmute Beauty Transformation Project

Chapter 86, Master, he is sick
She asked the system the safest route, and put the heavy monster meat on her shoulders, like a hard-working maid, she walked a long way with her master, and stopped when she couldn't smell the blood.

She put the monster meat on the ground, and took out the bulging wild fruit in her skirt, and she began to dislike herself.

She was so dirty, she had never been so dirty.His body was covered with mud rolled down the hillside, his hands were covered with the blood of monsters, his hair was disheveled, and there were blades of grass in his arms.Compared with the master next to him, he was clean and refreshed, much more unrestrained and unrestrained.

Fortunately, there was a small pond nearby. Lin Anluo went over to wash her hands and face, and took a photo when the water calmed down.

Long Xuan has a delicate appearance, with a round face, round eyes, a tight nose, moist and plump lips, and apple muscles full of collagen. She has the appearance of a squeamish lady from a rich family who can tell at a glance that her family has good food.

This kind of appearance is rather immature, looking innocent and harmless, like a white and soft rabbit, full of aura that invites people to bully.

[System]: Have you thought about the character design of this world?
Lin Anluo: There is no one, I am me, different fireworks.

The character design is to avoid self-importance and save life. Now the people who knew the original owner are basically dead, and there is only one master who is not very good-minded. In front of the master, she only needs to be Lin Anluo herself just fine.

A small stone was thrown into the pond in front of Lin Anluo, smashing her reflection.

Lin Anluo raised her head and looked at the instigator. Qing Huang leaned on a rock and asked her curiously, "Why are you in a daze?"

"No reason." Lin Anluo replied perfunctorily, lifted the piece of meat and passed it into the water to wash off the animal blood on it, and then held it in front of the master with both hands, "Please enjoy."

She held it up for a long time, but Qing Huang didn't take it. Later, her hands were sore, so she put it down, puzzled, "Aren't you hungry?"

Qing Hua didn't know what to think, and stared at her for a while, Lin Anluo's heart pounded when he saw her, suspecting that her little thoughts had been seen through.

She just wanted to save some trouble and was too lazy to deal with the monster meat. Since the master wanted to eat even bugs, eating raw meat should be a no-brainer, and she even washed it thoughtfully!

"Little animals are not cute at all." Qing Wan said quietly without answering.

Lin Anluo laughed awkwardly, "Hehe. What you saw was the uncute one."

Qing Huang's tone suddenly became brisk, "But the apprentice is cute, I'll eat it for you."

Lin Anluo was overwhelmed by the fact that the master beat the monsters to feed her, which moved her conscience blinded by laziness, and even wanted to apologize to the master, she shouldn't bully him because of his bad brain, and then Lin Anluo listened Dao Qinghuang urged her, "Eat."

But the meat was raw and smelled fishy.

She looked at the purple-red raw meat in her hand in embarrassment, and found a reason to throw it aside, "Thank you, Master, I'm not hungry."

Qing Wang picked it up again and held it in front of her, "Eat."

The word "eat" had a hint of threat, and those long, white hands with clear phalanges were right under Lin Anluo's eyes. She quietly glanced at Qing Wan with the end of her eyes, and saw a look of pride on his face as he was playing a prank.

Sure enough, he could see that he was teasing him, maybe Qing Huang still remembered the habit of eating cooked meat.With a strong desire to survive, Lin Anluo immediately took the raw meat, bowed and retreated humblely and obsequiously, "I'll roast it for you."

Qing Zhuan snorted coldly, stopped forcing her to eat meat, turned around and gnawed on the fruit.

Lin Anluo: Is he really out of his mind? !
[System]: It looks good and bad.

Lin Anluo: Anyway, she is sick.

Lin Anluo, who couldn't afford to offend her and didn't dare to offend her, silently picked up a handful of dry wood, thinking it was her participation in the wilderness survival challenge.The first step was to make fire by drilling wood. She first took a smaller branch, and put the pointed end on another larger branch below.

After a while, the wood below was smoking, and Lin Anluo hurriedly grabbed a handful of dead leaves and covered it. Maybe it was too fast, but the sparks that finally came out were extinguished.

She tried several times, but her shoulders were sore, and the fire didn't start at all. It was almost dark, and the dark monster forest was more terrifying than the daytime.

[System]: It stands to reason that there is no problem with your approach, but the leaves used to ignite are not easy to burn, come on!I trust you!

With the encouragement of the system, Lin Anluo rekindled her fighting spirit and started to try again.

She rubs!

[System]: Smoke comes out again!Try harder!
Her hands are so fast, if you press a propeller on her wrist, you will feel like you are going to take off like a helicopter.

The faint blue smoke fluttered and dissipated in the air again.

Lin Anluo: I'm so tired, believers would like to be vegetarians all their lives.

She really had no strength left and collapsed on the ground. She felt something shining behind her, which caught Lin Anluo's attention. She turned around and saw Qingwan sitting on the stone, playing with her fingertips. With a cluster of bright flames.

Heh, as an ordinary person, she has worked hard here for a long time to find the fire, and as an immortal cultivator, Qing Wang can summon the flame casually behind her.

The situation was infinitely bleak, and Lin Anluo felt that she was the one with a broken brain compared to herself. This is the world of cultivating immortals, and the people here are omnipotent. Only she is still using the most primitive method to make fire.

[System]: I really want to hit him.

Lin Anluo resentfully: Me too, I just can't beat it.

Holding her breath, she stood up with an expressionless face, grabbed a handful of branches and walked up to Qing Wan, grabbed his hand that was playing with fire, lit the branches in her hand, and then walked back to light the fire, without looking at her or her eyes during the whole process. Verbal communication is like treating the Master as a human-shaped fire starter.

The fire was getting bigger and bigger, Lin Anluo moved some stones from around to build a simple stove, and then put a large flat stone slab on the stove to let the torch heat the stone, she put the meat on the stone slab, feeling that the meat was too It's a big piece, and it's inconvenient to eat when it's cooked.

At this time, Master needs to take action again.

Lin Anluo got up and pulled Qing Huang, who was doing nothing, to the fire, took his finger as a knife, and scratched the meat a few times, but it didn't have the same effect as in the afternoon, the meat was still a square piece.

"Huh? Master, where is your saber?"

Lin Anluo held up his hand suspiciously and looked carefully. His nails were not long and his fingers were clean.

Qingluan glanced at her lightly, the original pink fingertips emitted a little golden light, Lin Anluo understood, when she used it again, it had the effect comparable to a knife, the flesh was broken down into edible pieces by her master's hand blade small pieces.

After using up Master, she drove him aside to cool off, and picked a few large leaves for dishes. At this time, the thin stone on the fire was already red-hot. She spread the meat on it and used it The branches are turned like chopsticks, so that the meat is roasted more evenly on the fire.

The meat of the monster sizzled with oil on the stone slab, exuding a burnt aroma, and the color of the meat gradually deepened and became more attractive. Lin Anluo was roasting it and her mouth was almost drooling. She broke open a purple wild fruit, Squeeze the juice from the fruit and drip it on the barbecue, using the sweet juice to dilute the fishy smell of the meat.

(End of this chapter)