Traveling through memoirs

On the second day after picking up the protagonist, Qing Luo managed to snatch Chen Ling's protagonist halo.

That feeling is really, piu~ times cool~ cool~ cool~ cool~ cool~

As a Zhou Papi who vividly interpreted the word selfishness, Qing Luo ordered Chen Ling, who was still injured, to hunt and cook without any entanglement in his heart.After all, Qing Luo's original intention to save Chen Ling was to recruit someone who would be useful, if not, why save him?

After explaining how Chen Ling distinguished edible plants, Qing Luo planned to continue cultivating internal strength.

However, it was too late and then too fast, at this very second, right in front of Qing Luo, a snow-white rabbit shot straight at the big tree beside Chen Ling like an arrow from the bowstring with lightning speed.

'boom! With a bang—the crisp sound of the close contact between the skull and the tree trunk, the rabbit's head tilted and drooped at a distorted angle, and it cut itself cleanly at Chen Ling's feet...

However, this is not over yet, and immediately after that, two pheasants in flowered clothes flew over in a 'thumping, thumping' manner, and crashed into Chen Ling's arms with particularly long eyes, and sent their necks straight to Chen Ling's hands, with a very serious look on their faces. Let Chen Ling pinch his posture to death.Chen Ling was too embarrassed not to satisfy them, twisted his palm, and the pheasant's neck snapped off.

Qing Luo half-closed her eyes and licked her lips like a cat, staring at Chen Ling again.

Embarrassed by being stared at, Chen Ling shrank his neck and shook the pheasant in his hand to divert Qing Luo's attention: "There are a lot of wild game here..."

'The halo of the protagonist, he is a person with the halo of the protagonist!It's different from you! 'Qing Luo was doing psychological construction for herself, then snorted softly, turned around and returned to the small nest on the tree with lightness kung fu.

Chen Ling exhaled the breath he had been holding back, his tense shoulders relaxed, and he started to deal with the prey.But Chen Lingcai peeled the hare's skin, and Qing Luo's voice sounded suddenly: "That food is not enough for me to eat, you go hunting some more, and then go to the pool to process these things, and the rice is also cooked there..." After a pause, Qing Luo continued: "Also, I want to drink soup."

Even though he didn't understand how Qing Luo could eat so much, Chen Ling resolutely agreed: "Okay!"

A bottle of elixir fell from the tree with a 'swoosh', and landed on Chen Ling's head.

"Sprinkle this around after processing, to get rid of the bloody smell."

"Hmm." Chen Ling took the medicine bottle and put it in his arms, quickly tied two chickens and a rabbit together with rattan, picked it up, looked up at the lush tree crown and said: "I off to hunt."

"Go, don't forget my soup."

"Yeah." Chen Ling agreed happily, with some vague laughter mixed in.

Hearing Chen Ling's footsteps gradually become lighter, Qing Luo calmed down and began to practice.

After running for a big circle, that is, an hour, Qing Luo sensed that someone was approaching.

Opening her eyes, Qing Luo's ears twitched. After confirming that it was Chen Ling's footsteps, Qing Luo jumped off the tree.

Chen Ling was holding a stone pot in his hand, which clearly contained the soup that Qing Luo ordered to drink, and he was carrying a brand new straw basket made of wicker on his back. The angle was wrong, so Qing Luo couldn't see what was inside.

Seeing Qing Luo coming down from the tree, Chen Ling quickened his pace, but the stone pot in his hand was still steady, not a single drop of soup spilled out.

Walking up to Qing Luo, Chen Ling put the stone pot on a sunken ground, and after making sure that the stone pot would not fall over, he put down the basket on his back with his backhand.

Stretching her neck, she glanced at the things in the basket: they were all wrapped in big leaves, and Qing Luo couldn't see what they were.

"Are you hungry?" Chen Ling couldn't help but smile when he saw Qing Luo's eyes shining.

Chen Ling bent down and took out the food wrapped in big lotus leaves from the straw basket and handed a portion to Qing Luo directly, and then took out the rest and put them on the ground.

Qing Luo opened the lotus leaf, and inside was a roasted pheasant overflowing with fragrance.There is no sign of being blackened or burnt, the outer skin is roasted crispy and oily, and some wild seasonings that can be found everywhere in the forest are sprinkled on it.The grilled overcooked chicken has been wrapped in lotus leaves for a long time. In addition to the strong aroma of the roast meat, it also has a refreshing taste of lotus leaves. The smell of food penetrates straight into Qing Luo's nose. My nose is tense.

Qing Luo's greedy cat made Chen Ling laugh: "Eat it quickly, it won't taste good when it's cold. I also made a beggar's chicken, and I ate it last. It won't be cold. After eating, the temperature of the soup is just right for your mouth." .”

Taking a tentative bite of the thickest chicken thigh of grilled chicken, Qing Luo opened her eyes wide: "Salt?"

"It's a salt stone." Chen Ling said, picking out a white rough stone similar to a rock from the bamboo basket: "When you go out, always bring some necessities just in case. Although the taste of salt stone is not as good as fine salt, it is a bit bitter But it’s easy to preserve.” If Chen Ling brought refined salt, he would have been buried in that small pool yesterday, so how could there be any left?

Taking another bite of the grilled chicken in his hand, Qing Luo finally experienced the real taste of outdoor barbecue this time.

He ate a full stomach of dark food at noon yesterday, and he was too lazy to move and did not go hunting at night.Hungry and greedy at the moment, Qing Luo gnawed the grilled chicken in his hand until only the skeleton remained.

Licking her oily lips, Qing Luo reached out to another barbecue.

And Chen Ling, who had been eating with his head down, looked at Qing Luo nibbling the biggest roast rabbit with relish, and looked at half of the roast chicken left in his hand. Qing Luo's way of eating was really shocking. It's his time.

You know, Chen Ling's eating speed is already quite fast.

Chen Ling was an orphan. He was adopted by the sect since he was a child. He grew up with his brothers and sisters. He ate big pot meals when he was young. If he ate slowly, he might not be able to eat enough. So Chen Ling developed the habit of eating fast since he was a child.Although later he was accepted as a closed disciple by an elder because of his excellent bones, and he no longer had to eat big pots and worry about someone robbing him for food, but he never got rid of this habit.

But Qing Luo ate so much faster than herself, Chen Ling was a little unbelievable.After all, judging from Qing Luo's appearance and dress, he should be a spoiled young man since he was a child. No matter how he looks at it, he doesn't look like someone will steal his food.

While continuing to nibble on the chicken in his hand, Chen Ling got distracted and began to observe how Qing Luo ate.

Qing Luo is very particular about the way he eats.A rabbit, he will eat the four legs first, and then eat the head after the legs are cleaned, so that there is only a naked rabbit body left.At this time, Qing Luo took out the dagger, sliced ​​the meat off the rabbit's body and stuffed it into his mouth.

Not only the way of eating is particular, but Qing Luo's movements are also very particular.Qing Luo was wearing a long gown with wide sleeves, not a training suit with tight sleeves. If she was not careful, the sleeves would easily get greasy.But every movement of Qing Luo seems to have a rhythm, making the sleeves dance in the air, always avoiding the greasy food just in time.

Watching Qing Luo eat is a kind of enjoyment in itself, fast but not anxious.Even though she was eating a wild barbecue, which should have been a bit wild, Qing Luo's every move revealed elegance.

Very hungry, Qing Luo ate a little anxiously, with her mouth closed tightly and quickly chewing the food in her mouth, her cheeks puffed up.Inexplicably, Chen Ling felt that Qing Luo, a man with cold eyes, was cute.

Qing Luo naturally noticed that Chen Ling had been staring at him for a long time, but he had always been 'never eating or sleeping', so he didn't respond to Chen Ling's petty gestures.After cleaning up the rabbit in her hand, Qing Luo licked her lips and said, "What do you think I am doing? Are you hungry?"

While talking, Qing Luo picked up a chicken and counted how many things were left, like a cat protecting food.

Three rabbits and a beggar chicken.

Knowing that Qing Luo's head was counting food bit by bit, Chen Ling's mouth curled up: "If there's not enough food, I'll go hunting again."

Qing Luo nodded, expressing her agreement with Chen Ling's proposal, and then began to eat with puffed cheeks.

Although it is true that Chen Ling has been hungry for more time than Qing Luojiu, but after performing supernormally, Chen Ling only ate a chicken and a half rabbit.

And the remaining two and a half rabbits were gnawed off by Qing Luo, not to mention, Qing Luo was still staring at the beggar chicken wrapped in the mud ball.

But looking at his figure, Qing Luo was much thinner than Chen Ling, and Chen Ling really didn't understand how such a small belly could hold so much food.Chen Ling drank the soup held by the lotus leaf in one gulp, and took out the chicken wrapped in mud balls from the basket: "Do you want to eat?"

Holding the lotus leaf and sipping the rich and delicious mushroom soup, Qing Luo nodded: "I'm not too full."

'I'm not too full...' Chen Ling was speechless, and pried open the mud ball, revealing the white and tender steaming chicken inside: "How can you eat so well?"

Why is Qing Luo so edible?It's very simple, because Qing Luo doesn't have the aura of the protagonist.

After Qing Luo and the others were selected as candidates for the young master, everyone abolished their original internal strength and began to practice the basic chapter of [Purple Mist Valley] top-level exercise 'Mingxue Gong'.

As a top-level skill, 'Ming Xue Gong' has obvious advantages.After practicing, the true energy is strong, and the true energy obtained in one year can be compared with three years of other exercises.However, great advantages do not mean that there are no flaws, and the practice of 'Dark Blood Art' consumes a lot of energy.That is to say, practicing other exercises mainly consumes energy, while "Mingxue Gong" is a method that mainly consumes physical strength.

This is why Qing Luo can eat so much.And it's not just Qing Luo, other people are even worse than Qing Luo.

Qing Luo didn't answer Chen Ling's question, because Chen Ling's words made Qing Luoxin think.

'Although this forest is big, if we eat according to the way our group eats, the small animals will be hunted down soon, and even if they are not hunted, they will hide their whereabouts and be difficult to find.Giving up food because of choking has never been the character of [Purple Mist Valley] people. At that time, everyone will definitely start hunting large prey, which is when the real hunting begins. Qing Luo frowned slightly, almost feeling the tense atmosphere in the future.

"Looks like we need to make plans early..."