Chapter 27 A beautiful woman with a changeable temper

Zhao Qianyang suffered secretly. A good man did not suffer his immediate losses. What did he always provoke her when he had nothing to do? The wound has solidified. Since these black scales grew on his body, the wounds can always heal quickly. The Phantom saw Zhao Qianyang's strange arm from the beginning, but he was not curious at all and didn't ask. Now he is thinking about how to torture Zhao Qianyang.

The Phantom hunted several monsters. This time, he kindly untied the soul line on Zhao Qianyang's body and threw a piece of bloody animal meat over it.

"Eat it, don't want to escape. I'm the ancestor who escaped, and I'm also good at catching people."

The Phantom raised a bonfire, made the meat into small pieces and baked on it.

Zhao Qianyang did not bring flint, but when he thought of eating a piece of bloody meat raw, his stomach would still surge up, which was very uncomfortable.

"Can I borrow the fire?"

The Phantom stared at Zhao Qianyang and looked at this guy, but when he thought of where they were going to pass, he nodded slightly and didn't say anything.

Zhao Qianyang also made a fire. He struggled to string up the meat with branches without using soul power. At this time, the more the Phantom despised him, the greater his hope of escape. Zhao Qianyang carefully flipped the meat. When the color of the meat was bright and a layer of oil oozed on it, he took out the seasoning prepared when he left home from his arms and sprinkled it on the tender meat carefully. He looked at the heat carefully. He wanted to go out and see the outside world, but he didn't expect that he would become a prisoner of a beautiful woman in just a few days. , Zhao Qianyang felt a bitterness in his heart.

"Hey, give me your meat." The Phantom said very domineeringly that on the bonfire in front of him, the meat had been roasted and burnt.

"It's not ready yet. It will be more delicious in a moment."

"Oh, sister, I'm watching here. Don't you want to eat it secretly." The Phantom no longer cares about her barbecue. She looked at Zhao Qianyang with dry eyes, muttered slightly, and swallowed a mouthful of foam. She couldn't wait any longer.

After a while, Zhao Qianyang roasted the meat, which was steaming and fragrant. The color is bright and bright.

Phantom took the meat with both hands and took a small bite. His round face was full of happiness. Zhao Qianyang inadvertently looked at it and quickly shook his head. What are you thinking? This is a despicable witch.

"Eat this, don't say I treated you badly." When the Phantom spoke, he had not swallowed the meat, and his voice was a little blurred. He threw the burnt animal meat at Zhao Qianyang with one hand, immediately lowered his head and continued, and his little mouth nibbled in chaos.

When Zhao Qianyang took over the meat, it was like the old bark. The meat had been roasted and hard, and some places were still burnt. He puffed up and took a bite. This bite was really like biting on the bark. It couldn't be torn off for a long time. It was like chewing hay in his mouth, which was dry and difficult to swallow. The stomach protested with disrepetition. In the morning, it was physical torture, but now it has become a mental and gastrointestinal torture.

Phantom Meimei swallowed the last bite of meat, and her resentment against Zhao Qianyang also eased. She leaned over and asked, "I didn't expect that your barbecue skill was really good. How about it? Is my sister's roast meat delicious?

Zhao Qianyang blushed, scratched his throat like sawdust, and almost stuck in his throat. Turning his head and looking at it, the Phantom was waiting for her to reply with a smile on his face. Zhao Qianyang thought that it was better not to offend her at this time.

"Your roasted meat is similar to yours."

"What do you mean? I want you bastard to keep silent for three days and suffocate you." Reach out to seal Zhao Qianyang's mouth.

"Don't, don't." Zhao Qianyang quickly said, "Do you think you are beautiful?"

"It's needless to say that I don't think I'm beautiful, and I'm completely blind."

Zhao Qianyang thought that this witch was so confident that she couldn't help it. She couldn't beat her. I had to tell a lie reluctantly.

"That's enough. You are beautiful and the roast meat is naturally delicious. I think your barbecue is not delicious. I think they are also blind."

The Phantom frowned and muttered, "But I feel that the meat I roasted is not delicious."

Zhao Qianyang thought, you really know yourself and told the truth. In order to hide that he didn't lie, he continued to say, "Everyone has different tastes, just like I feel that the meat I roast is also very ordinary."

The Phantom's bright eyes turned twice, and his eyebrows spread comfortably and said, "Well, you can barbecue for me in the future, and my sister will work hard to barbecue for you. Neither of us owes anyone."

"No, it's up to me. It's smoky and fire during the barbecue, which is not good for the skin." Zhao Qianyang said quickly.

"Well, it doesn't matter. I avoid dust, and the wind, clouds, water and fog can be blocked outside." The Phantom heard Zhao Qianyang worried about his skin, and his attitude towards Zhao Qianyang gradually changed.

When Zhao Qianyang heard that his head was big, it was not because of the extraordinary ability of the Phantom, but because he wanted to eat this barbecue in the future. He had an impulse to adjust the soul line to the book and put his neck in.

"That's it, hey, you should feel honored. Sister, I've cooked from everyone else, which is cheap for you." The Phantom said with a smile.

Zhao Qianyang sighed that this woman is really moody. She was still angry one second, and the next second she laughed again, which was more changeable than the temperature.

"Hey, why are you in a daze? Do you hear me?"

"Well, well, okay." Zhao Qianyang nodded quickly.

"I'm happy today, so I won't tie you up. Don't run away, or I'll break your neck and eat barbecue if I catch you."

The first half of the sentence of the Phantom was said with a smile, and the second half of the sentence became as cold as frost, and the terrible Zhao Qianyang got goose bumps.

The two walked in the mountain forest for another day. In order to hide his soul power, Zhao Qianyang walked not very quickly. After a long time, he would pretend to be tired and ask for a rest. The Phantom was annoyed and anxious. He kicked Zhao Qianyang a few times and wanted to tie Zhao Qianyang up and pull him away. Several fierce monsters wanted to attack them and were panicked and fled by the Phantom.

At noon, after lunch, the mountains and forests were particularly cool. The scars on Zhao Qianyang's body had healed, and there were no scars left. In the past two days, he did not dare to practice the soul spell, and the black scales on his body were faintly resurrected.

The Phantom sat on the ground, and her snow-white fragrant shoulders** were covered by the black veil on her body. Zhao Qianyang felt strangely about this scene, as if the phantom was not as he thought. She was a woman with a beautiful woman, and she seemed to have a relatively pure side. It's just that the Phantom's words are too rude.