By decree and pro

Ilya hurried back to the camp carrying the firewood he picked up from the Gobi Desert. On the way, he heard that Yan and Buluhan had clashed.

Buluhan is not easy to mess with, especially since he has ulterior motives for Yan.

Your Majesty asked him to take care of Yan, so nothing could go wrong.

Ilya had just rushed back to the dilapidated camp where they lived, and saw Yan half-naked, half-kneeling on the ground, a man in black put his hand on his shoulder, and the two looked at each other. Whispering something.

Ilya was startled, threw the bundled firewood on his back, and heard a loud "bang la", Yan turned around after hearing the sound, and saw Ilya who was sweating and panting.

"You're back?" Yan said as he pulled up his shirt.

"Who is this?" the man asked Yan.

"My helper, Ilya, is in charge of daily life." Yan smiled, "Don't you have any helpers?"

"I haven't." The man squinted his eyes and asked with a puzzled expression, "Where can I find this?"

"This... I don't know either." Yan scratched his head when the topic couldn't continue, "Go out and ask someone else."

"Okay." The man nodded and took off his hood, revealing an ordinary face.

The eyebrows tied on his square forehead are very strange. It is a chain made of silver pieces the size of a thumbnail, and a hideous ghost head is carved on the silver piece.

As scary as this ghost is, the man's face is as innocent, and there is no malicious look between his brows and eyes.

"Why did you drop all the firewood?" Yan helped Ilya to pick up the firewood on the ground. Tonight's warmth depends entirely on them.

"Probably the rope is broken." Ilya couldn't smile, and continued to stare at the man in black.

The man in black smiled at him and went out to find help.

"Yan, why are you with him?" Ilya quickly grabbed Yan's arm and asked nervously.

"Him?" Yan looked at Ilya and suddenly realized, "You said Helian Uro, he is a beast fighter who just entered the camp today."

"He can't be a beast fighter." Ilya said cautiously, "He's a raven warlock."

"What?" Yan didn't understand.

"The spirit of the crow, but it's not an ordinary crow." Ilya whispered, "According to the legend of Xiliang, after death, the soul will be taken away by the crow and sent to the Styx River. The crow with the soul in its mouth is the spirit of the crow, which is very evil. of."

"How do you say it's so mysterious? Isn't this the Taoist master of Dayan?" Yan never believed in these things, and all demons and ghosts were caused by manpower.

"Yan, don't believe it, people here don't know how to deal with crow spirit warlocks. They are proficient in alchemy and can seduce people's souls." Ilya said nervously.

"Don't worry, he's not a vixen who won't take away my soul." Yan patted Ilya's shoulder, "I tried him just now, and he has no internal energy at all, so he must be in the beast camp for a few days. Walk."

"It would be great if this is the case." Ilya's eyebrows stretched slightly.

"If you have a headache for this person, you might as well have a headache about what to eat tonight." Yan rubbed Gulu's screaming belly, "I've been hungry for two days."

The Beast Camp doesn't have meals every day. When the market is good and the auditorium is full, the big dining hall with the fragrance of fish and meat will be opened.

On days when the canteen was closed, the fighters could only take their belongings to the street market in exchange for food. Yan came here empty-handed and had no money to buy food. He had to eat a full meal on the first day of camp.

Afterwards, there are sweet potatoes and dried vegetables, not even a grain of rice, and it has been worse in the past two days, and the skin of sweet potatoes can't be chewed.

"I have something to eat tonight!" Speaking of food, Ilya's eyes lit up, "The dining hall is open."

"Really?" Yan jumped up, "Then hurry up."

"You go first, I'll pack the firewood," Ilya said, "otherwise it will be stolen, and my busy day will be wasted."

"I'll help you."

"No, Yan, I can already hear your stomach howling, go and eat." Ilya smiled.

"Then I'll reserve a seat for you." The free canteen has a lot of porridge, and you can only eat if you have a seat.

"Okay." Ilya couldn't help laughing when he saw Yanru running out like a horse, he was actually the prince of Dayan Kingdom, and he was too flexible.

"I'd better check the details of the crow spirit warlock." Ilya thought to himself, there are as many weird people in the fighting beast camp as a cow's hair, but only this one Ilya is worried about.

In case he has any evil intentions towards Yan, it will be difficult for him to explain to Usman.

When Ilya was looking for a way to find out about the Crow Spirit Warlock, Yan was sitting on the shiny wooden dining table in the dining hall, staring at the Crow Spirit Warlock with big eyes.

When Yan came to the dining hall——the big colorful tent, there were more than 200 seats already filled. Some people had just finished eating and raised their buttocks to leave. Yan hurried up to occupy a seat.

What you eat here is the flowing water mat, and you will leave after eating. Someone will take away the bowls and chopsticks and bring new meals.

Coincidentally, the crow spirit warlock Helian Wuluo also took aim at this position. When Yan stepped into the bench, Helian Wuluo also stepped in, and the two met face to face.

If it was in a restaurant on Wangfu Street, Yan would definitely stretch out his hand and say humbly, "Brother, please."

But this is in the fighting beast camp, hands are fast and hands are slow, if Yan misses this meal, he will be so hungry that his soul will go out of his body.

"Why do warlocks have to eat?" Yan asked Helian Wuluo.

"Warlocks are humans too, so of course they have to eat." Helian Uro said with a smile, "I don't eat much, let me eat first."

"There are two of me here." Yan said, "Let me eat first."

"Two people?" Helian Uro looked around, "I didn't see it."

"I'm taking a seat for Ilya." Yan said, intending to sit down, but Helen Uro took his arm, "You two eat slowly, of course I have to eat first."

"Don't grab it, one person sits halfway, and there's no need to grab the meat." The greasy chef stood in front of the table holding an iron plate of mutton. With a bang, the mutton plate fell on the table, and the soup splashed everywhere.

Smelling the smell of meat, Yan unconsciously swallowed his saliva, and said to Helian Wuluo: "Then sit on the half side."

"Okay." Helian Uro only had the steaming mutton stew in his eyes.

A large plate of mutton, mixed with lamb ribs and lamb scorpions, dare to stew the whole lamb in a pot.

When the cafeteria is not open, there is not even a vegetable leaf to eat. When the cafeteria is open, the meat seems to be free of money, so Yan wonders, can't you order it evenly?It would be nice if there was food every day.

After Yan's half of his buttocks sat on the bench, he stretched out his hand to fuck the mutton plate, while Helian Uro took out a pair of silver chopsticks from his pocket, slowly picked up a piece of fat and lean mutton, and put it in his mouth Chew slowly.

Compared with him, Yan was devouring the fat mutton and tearing the lamb chops in his hands, he was more like a Xiliang person than this Xiliang person.

Yan looked at his eating appearance that was so elegant that it didn't fit in with the surroundings, and wondered if he should remind him that he would be snatched up if he ate so slowly.

There are 12 people at a table, and the mutton plate in front of Yan can be grabbed by others.

Just as Yan was thinking about it, the rough man on the opposite side grabbed the fattest leg of lamb on the plate and began to gnaw. Yan couldn't help but look at Helian Uro, only to find that although he ate elegantly, he was not slow in swallowing, on the contrary, he was half-hearted. Inflammation, not as much as he eats.

Yan then concentrated on eating the lamb chops in his hand, when Helian Uro's elbow suddenly bumped into Yan's right rib, also, the two men squeezed a bench together because they were a little nervous.

Yan moved to the side without realizing it, and continued to gnaw on the lamb chops, when Helian Uro's elbow suddenly squeezed over again, Yan couldn't help but said, "Don't squeeze me, can you?"

"Okay." Helian Uro smiled sincerely. When Yan was about to eat, Helian Uro suddenly got up to get the sweet potato from the other side of the table.

The lamb chop in his hand was still hitting his face, making his face greasy.

"Hahaha!" Everyone at the table laughed, Yan got up, his face flushed with anger.

"What's wrong with you?" Helian Uro straightened the stool and asked Yan with a puzzled expression.

"You..." Yan wiped the oil from his face, and almost poked Helian Uro's nose with his fingers, but he couldn't speak.

The usual upbringing is too good, and he didn't learn a few bad words, so Yan searched his stomach and squeezed out: "You bastard."

Helian Wuluo was not angry at all when he was scolded, and even took a piece of mutton to Yan and said: "Your hands are dirty, eat this."

Yan took the mutton and sat back on the stool. Helian Wuluo also sat down first, and gave Yan half a roasted sweet potato.

"Eating meat alone is too oily, and it will cause diarrhea." Helian Wuluo said, "Especially for a foreigner like you, you must not be able to eat too greasy food."

"You are too strict." Yan frowned, but still ate the roasted sweet potato to relieve the greasy.

The people at the table left one after another belching, and Yan was also full. Looking at Helian Wuluo who was on the side, he was still eating, and he didn't take a break after eating mutton and beef.

Twenty bowls of stewed pork vermicelli were steaming on the table, Yan didn't want to lose to Helian Uro for some reason, probably because his "calm and relaxed" appearance was annoying.

He's obviously a charlatan, so why such a big deal.

Yan served a bowl of vermicelli, and he could eat as much as Helian Uro ate.

Gradually, Yan's face began to look ugly, Helian Uro was still eating slowly, but the empty bowls in his hand were stacked higher and higher.

Yan couldn't help touching his neck, always feeling that food was already stuck in his throat.

Helian Uro reached out to take the last bowl of stewed pork vermicelli, Yan's eyes almost popped out.

Suddenly, Helian Uro put down the bowl, touched his stomach and said, "I'm full."

Yan Da breathed a sigh of relief, but the comfort passed quickly because his stomach was so full.

After Helian Uro finished eating, he didn't leave in a hurry, and made himself a pot of pungent herbal tea.

He also kindly asked Yan if he wanted a drink?

Yan smelled the smell and felt nauseated, and cried out in his heart: "Oops!"

So he covered his mouth and rushed out of the dining hall, holding the tree trunk with one hand, and vomited.

Helian Uro followed, and kindly patted Yan's violently twitching back to help him calm down.

"You..." Yan's face was as pale as paper and his voice was hoarse, "Stay away from me."

What Elijah said was right, this man was very wicked, he vomited all over after finally eating a full stomach.

"You eat so fast and eat so much, no wonder you are holding on." Helian Uro took out a gray pill from the cloth bag hanging at his waist, and handed it to Yan, "Chew it, you It will be much more comfortable.”

"you eat first."

"I didn't hold back." Helian Uro said

"I'll eat after you eat." Yan stared at him and said.

"Oh~ you are afraid that I will poison you." Helian Wuluo laughed, "Don't worry, this is not poison or medicine."

"I was worried, so I asked you to eat."

"Yan," Helian Wuluo said, "I gave you this medicine. If it is poison or medicine, if I take it myself, there will be an antidote on my body."

Yan was stunned, wasn't he?He can detoxify himself. This method of testing and poisoning is useless.

"Forget it, give me the medicine." Yan grabbed the medicine in Helian Wuluo's hand, and swallowed it with his head up.