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Chapter 294 Hey, where is the goblin?
"Little fox." The child sobbed, grabbed the little fox's paws, and rubbed the fox's cub, making the old monster who was wearing a fox's cub's appearance look dazed and buried pink and tender Pink belly.

"I'm hungry."

The little fox was alert for a moment, fearing that the child would avenge his kindness and eat her.

"But I can't get out." The child whimpered, his eyes were red from being rubbed, and there were still many marks and gravel on his face: "If you are hungry, you can bite me and eat me."

The little fox was overwhelmed by the flattery, and never thought that he would receive such treatment. After all, this brat had an innocent face when he pinched her before.

If the previous perverts encountered such a situation, they would definitely pinch her neck and demand to be buried with her. It is estimated that even Little Angel Howard and Qin Yu are no exception.

"Anyway, the cliff is so high, I can't live anymore, little fox, after you escape alive, remember, remember to visit me every year."

"Cackling."

The pheasant that had been walking under the cliff suddenly soared into the air, and then fell into the cave in the middle of the cliff, hit a dizzy embossed flower, and passed out after screaming.

The child was startled, he threw the little fox subconsciously, stared vigilantly at the "rushing" pheasant, after reacting, rolled over fiercely, grabbed the pheasant by the neck, and lifted the pheasant up.

If the pheasant hadn't fainted, it is estimated that the child's rickety body could be taught what a beast is by the pheasant's wings.

"Little fox." The child gritted his white teeth, "We have something to eat."

He brutally plucked the feathers of the pheasants. Under the flying colorful chicken feathers, he carefully plucked them from the head to the tail, making sure that no small hairs were left. Blood.

The little fox struggled out of the child's arms and squatted aside. For some reason, he felt that the child's movements were so proficient that the fox couldn't help but tremble.

Have you ever practiced this set of hair-plucking and bloodletting?

The child sat down on the ground exhausted after the chicken blood was poured fiercely. He wiped the sweat overflowing from his face, and happily turned around holding the chicken's neck, his little face splattered with blood was full of joy.

"Little fox, look."

The white chicken dangled in front of the little fox's eyes, almost hitting her who was squatting properly.

"You have something to eat."

"Hmm." The little fox tilted his head.

"This is the last meal. I'll make it delicious for you. My mother-in-law likes to eat chicken. I can use stones to mark out the best place for you." The child groped and straightened Growling belly, big smile.

"I'm sorry for you, now you can't get out, then I will do it for you!"

Silly boy.

You are really stupid.

If you don't think about falling from such a high place, how can you fall into a hole in the cliff without getting hurt? You think you are an iron man.

"Hmm."

The little fox stepped forward and squatted beside the child, opened his mouth to accept the chicken scratched by the stone, and after eating most of the pheasant, he shook his fur and spit out a cloud of silver flames from his mouth.

Skillfully cooked the leftover pheasant.

The aroma of meat came from the silver flames, and in the blink of an eye, the skin of the chicken was burnt golden, and the tar flowed out from the plump chicken.

(End of this chapter)