The little cousin of the group is actually a genius in cultivating immortals

The three of them cooperated tacitly. Zhao Wenting and another supernatural police officer stood on both sides of the foot silk ant, and the two of them laid the rope on the ground unknowingly. Yan Mu raised the sword in his right hand, bit the rope in his mouth, stepped on the spiritual power, and quickly jumped onto the back of the foot silk ant.

"receive!"

Seeing that everyone was ready, Zhao Wenting gave an order, and he and the supernatural police saw that the foot silk ant was just walking on the laid rope knot, so they pulled it tight with both hands and ran backwards.

Yan Mu also gritted his teeth and quickly wrapped the rope around the neck of the foot ant.

As Zhao Wenting and the supernatural police pulled, the six legs of the foot ant were entangled by the ropes. It stumbled and the huge dragonfly corpse in its mouth fell to the ground. The food in its mouth fell out, and the foot ant immediately lowered its head to look. When it lowered its head, Yan Mu slipped and fell to the ground.

After seeing the black mass falling from its body, the foot thread ant leaned its head closer to see what it was, its two antennae shaking up and down as if it was thinking.

"Not good!" Zhao Wenting was shocked!

"Hold on for a while!" He threw the rope in his hand to the supernatural police, who tacitly took the rope and ran quickly to the position directly behind the foot ant, so as to ensure the relative balance of strength between the left and right hands.

"Roar--!"

The foot ant opened its black mouth wide, and the unpleasant smell sprayed all over Yan Mu's face. He said with a "pain mask" on his face: "Oh my god! Brother, what do you usually eat? It smells so strong!"

"Get out of the way!" Zhao Wenting quickly bent down and slid his legs from the other side, pushing Yan Mu to the other side.

Yan Mu looked back again and found a large pool of green mucus on the ground where he had been. He looked up at the ant and saw some of the mucus at the corner of its mouth.

"Oh my god! So disgusting!" Yan Mu then realized that it was Zhao Wenting who saved him just now.

"Thank you."

"The preferences and physiology of the mutated species may be changed, so we must be more careful." Zhao Wenting saw that Yan Mu was fine, so he went back to the superpower police, "It's getting dark, we have to make a quick decision!"

The thread-foot ants reacted quickly and sprayed sticky liquid from their mouths one after another.

The target was sometimes Yan Mu, sometimes Zhao Wenting, and sometimes the superpower police. The three of them pulled the ropes hard, threw them into the air to cross-bind the giant monster, and at the same time resisted the slime from getting on their bodies.

"boom--!"

Finally, the powerful foot ant was trapped by the three people into a fat ball.

"Are you behaving yourself now, brother?"

Yan Mu reached out and patted the motionless foot ants on the ground, with a victorious smile on his face.

Zhao Wenting walked quickly towards the dragonfly corpse that had been thrown aside and found the token bag.

"It's a tracking talisman and a small bunch of hair." Zhao Wenting opened the token bag and there were two things inside.

"Maybe he predicted that he might be in danger, so he left a lock of his hair behind." Yan Mu looked thoughtful, "But now there is a more realistic question: should we rescue Pei Ming right now? Or should we go back to the temporary camp first? Mo Mo and the others are still waiting for us there."

"Pah-pah!"

Before Zhao Wenting could answer Yan Mu, the sound of a rope breaking came from the direction of the foot thread ant lying on the ground.

"The rope is about to break!" The supernatural police shouted in surprise, and was about to step forward when Zhao Wenting stopped him.

"We have already got the things. This dragonfly corpse is of no use to us, so let's leave it to it." After saying that, Zhao Wenting ran towards Mo Mo and the others.

When Yan Mu saw him heading in that direction, he knew the answer he had chosen: go back to the temporary camp first.

No extra seasoning.

Mo Mo and Liang Chuxin worked together to light a fire, and roasted the chopped mutton on thick wooden sticks.

As the flames roasted, the mutton began to release an enticing aroma, and the fat dripped onto the fire, stirring up bursts of blue flames. Mo Mo stood by and turned the sticks to ensure that each piece of meat was evenly heated.

A breeze blew by, gently blowing the hair around her face.

"Here, this side needs to be roasted a little longer later." Liang Chuxin stared at the color of the meat and gave instructions.

"Okay, we'll have to grill this side later, too, you see."

"Where? Let me see."

The two men's eyes were filled with the pile of meat in front of them. The dancing flames from the fire made their cheeks orange-red, and there seemed to be a small glow of fire in their eyes.

"Wow! You guys are pretty quick! I thought you two couldn't handle it." Yan Mu seemed to be in a good mood.

"It's just a sheep. Don't underestimate me." Liang Chuxin tied Mo Mo up and together they turned the meat on the grill.

"What is this?" Mo Mo noticed the token bag in Zhao Wenting's hand and asked in confusion.

"This should be the token Pei Ming left for us."

"Great! That means Pei Ming is really here. Then when do we set off? Now?" The joy was obvious on Mo Mo's face.

"No, it would be even more dangerous in the wild at night. Let's go find him tomorrow morning, the three of us."

"Oh, okay then." Mo Mo nodded cutely.

The mutton was roasted, and Liang Chuxin soon put new meat on the fire to roast.

"Wow! It's delicious lamb!"

Holding the mutton in his hand, Mo Mo had a look of satisfaction on his face, then he opened his mouth wide and took a bite.

……

"It seems that it's not as delicious as I imagined. It would be better if there were spices like cumin, chili powder or vanilla." Mo Mo muttered while chewing the meat in his mouth.

"Well, in this special environment, you should be content to have a bite of meat!" Liang Chuxin smiled after hearing Mo Mo's words and thought she was a little cute.

"How is it? Master, can you eat this mutton?" Mo Mo raised her delicate, unmade-up face and smiled mischievously at him.

"It's okay." Zhao Wenting turned away and didn't look at her, replying indifferently.

"Really? You've been used to a life of luxury since childhood, how can you get used to such rough food?" Mo Mo seemed to be sure that Zhao Wenting was lying, and she moved her little face closer, hoping to find some evidence of lying on his face.

"I've been doing field training a lot since I was old enough to understand. I've eaten even worse food, like mealworms on tree trunks, and some others..." Zhao Wenting hesitated for a moment and didn't continue to give examples. Then he looked far into the gray sky in the distance, his voice sounding distant and near in the breeze. "In such harsh environments and conditions, we don't have that many choices. We can only try our best to keep ourselves alive..."

Mo Mo looked at his expression, feeling that she had inadvertently mentioned his unbearable past, or perhaps his sad memories? She felt a little guilty, "Okay, then I think this mutton is delicious now."

"Master, there's something on your face."

Suddenly, Mo Mo saw the flesh scraps stuck on Zhao Wenting's cheek and reached out to take them.

[I never thought that this person who looks so beautiful even when eating would have this day! ]

Mo Mo thought so in his heart.

Zhao Wenting turned to look at her in surprise, but saw Mo Mo licking the meat scraps into her mouth naturally, and then took a bite of the mutton in her hand as if nothing had happened.

"you……"

Zhao Wenting looked at her in shock!

Mo Mo's heart tightened!

"I... I just think we shouldn't waste food." Mo Mo realized it later and hurriedly explained, only then he realized how puzzling his action was.

[Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing? This is Zhao Wenting, this is my master! We are not even that close! I am losing my mind!]

Mo Mo's face suddenly turned red.

"Oh, nothing."

Zhao Wenting took in all the changes in Mo Mo's expression. Although he was secretly happy, he pretended to be calm and continued eating.

Mo Mo also pretended to chew the sheep bone in her hand seriously and stopped looking at him, but in fact it was like chewing wax.

When the two of them looked up suddenly, they saw Liang Chuxin, Yan Mu, and the supernatural police officer Li Hu all looked up at the sky quickly while trying to hold back their laughter, pretending that they saw nothing.

[No! This is too embarrassing, isn't it?! I really want to slap myself twice even when I fall asleep! ]

Mo Mo shrank his neck and didn't speak a word all night.