Husband is Particularly Fierce

The original Flying Fish lowered its head and took a bite. Sure enough, it was very hard. She forcefully tore off the finger-thick strip and bit into it with all her might … He didn't bite for a long time … He could not taste anything, so he chewed for a while and retched. "She wiped her lower lip with the back of her hand and found that there was still blood on it. She took out a handkerchief and wiped it away, revealing her small, white face.

This meat probably couldn't be used for roasting. It should be chopped up and slowly boiled for an entire night. Or maybe he should eat it raw.

The birdman tried another piece of meat and took a bite. It had good teeth and good appetite, but this did not seem to affect its appetite.

After about half an hour of hard work, Yuan Feiyu finally swallowed that piece of meat. Tears, this than the later Chinese people with shoes made of food more difficult to eat a hundred times. This was clearly green and harmless meat! Have I been domesticated into a new species that can't be eaten without chemical poisons?!

She was so hungry that she had to take out the biscuits from her bag and eat another small bag.

She wanted to drink water, so after some thought, she took out the water bottle from the lotus leaf, poured a cup of water from the bottle, and gave it to the golden birdman to see if it would die after eating. If it ate, he would still have time to drink.

The golden birdman took it and drank it, his expression calm.

Yuan Feiyu felt that this meant that he could drink, so he poured another cup and drank it himself. It was somewhat bitter, but it was not difficult to swallow.

At this time, the golden birdman turned its head and spat the saliva.

The heck! It vomited!

It hadn't swallowed it just now. It saw her swallow and spit it out.

Yuan Feiyu looked at the golden birdman in shock. Is there anything wrong with drinking this water? Even if the birdman did not drink it, it had remained in its mouth for a period of time.

Yuan Feiyu wanted to cry. She had thought that even if she did not have a physical advantage over the golden birdman, she would at least have an intellectual advantage over it. Now, she realized that she was wrong. It was a sad discovery.

The golden birdman once again tore the grilled meat apart, ripping it into small threads of meat. He cut it off with his claws, making it about the size of a pen cap and the length of two knuckles. He placed it on top of the lotus leaf and wrapped it up before handing it over to Yuan Feiyu. It indicated that she could take it and eat it slowly.