Mother Fox vows not to be a slave

Chapter 149 Money Fan Plane Model VS Blood Race with Different Eyes (12)

"Wow~" A long howl came from not far away.

Galea's hand shook, and the half-cooked meat almost fell into the pile of wood!
what? !
Are there wolves in broad daylight?

She hurriedly put away the condiments, extinguished the fire, and rushed back to the castle. During this time, the gray-white four-limbed animal had slowly walked over and seemed to be accelerating.

She grabbed the meat, her facial features were all tangled together, "Brother! Don't chase after me! Give me a way to survive, the little one hasn't eaten meat for several days!"

Naturally, the wolf did not stop, and because of the broken door, it had little hindrance.

Galea ran wildly, and didn't forget to take a bite of the undercooked meat!
Well, the taste is not bad.

There are vampires in front of her and hungry wolves behind her. She is probably going to ascend to heaven.

Suddenly, she saw the indifferent and elegant figure in front of her, and immediately shouted, "Your Highness! Please help!"

Luther was still holding the "pipe" to study carefully, but suddenly a yelling thing rushed over, hugged his waist, and refused to let go. Something in his hand rubbed his greasy body. .

More importantly, the jade reed flute fell to the ground and made a crisp sound...

Luthor flipped the ignorant wolf away with his backhand, and then pushed Galea away.

"Presumptuous." He only said one sentence, and then hurried to see the situation of the reed pipe.

Didn't... break into pieces.

Instead, the shape changed slightly due to the heavy blow, and it roughly resembled a flute.

"Your Highness, I just want to get something to eat, but there are too many strange things in the forest around your castle..." She took the chicken, but dared not eat it.

Luther frowned and stared at Galea. His two fangs tended to extend, but after a while, they retracted them.

"Put down what you're holding, and get out of here." Luther said, and with a wave of his hand, the fallen door was closed without any sign of damage.

"Huh?" While Galea marveled at the power of the blood race, her heart was bleeding—she only took one bite...

Luther looked at Galea's tangled look, and secretly sighed whether this human race was too ignorant.

"You want to live in the forest?"

"No! Let me put it!" She put the chicken on an empty plate on the table, stared at it reluctantly for a long time, then turned and left.

There is a feeling of sadness and unbearable sadness when lovers say goodbye.

After the thin girl walked away, Luther curled his lips. The human race's pursuit of food was really beyond imagination.

He sat down at the table and fiddled with the reed flute for a while, but still had no clue.

It was the special aroma from the roasted chicken that kept disturbing his thoughts - but why would the noble blood prince eat human food?
A quarter of an hour later, he took a knife and fork to cut a small square piece of meat, and put it in his mouth to taste.

The craftsmanship of this human race is not bad.

The taste is very different from the dishes prepared at the vampire banquet, with a simple but attractive flavor...

"Damn Luthor, it's been so hard to get some food... the meat is flying away! Angry!" She used dead wood branches to draw pig heads one after another in the vegetable field, and then used a huge "unqualified" " Zhang covered the whole pig's face.

As if... this is Luther.

angry.

Her stomach growled again, and she could only nibble some lettuce leaves to satisfy her hunger—as if she had returned to being a rabbit again.

Still the same recipe, still the same taste.

When she was digging vegetables, the ring on her left hand glowed faintly red.

With the reed flute in Luther's hand.

　Quietly add more.

　　Na na na, the beginning of this story was a bit messy, I was trying to sort out the messy thoughts during the final exam...

　　So, what do the cuties want to see in the next story?

　　modern?end?Fantasy?campus?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)