Mysterious emperor's little wild concubine

More shocking than the piranha is the history behind it.

This,

Is this really the piranha that hanged him?

Has it been switched?

Not the same one, right?

Is it easy to be solved?

"Oh, dear." Mu yun'an's eyes slightly sympathy, looked at the death of the piranha, pinched the hand is still round pieces, "really good."

The battle is over, and it's over by a landslide.

Small tail peeped out his head from the cuff of muyun'an, only drooling. He looked at muyun'an eagerly, "mother, I want to eat fish."

Don't say small tail, muyun'an has this intention.

Walking over, muyun'an bent down, picked up the tail of the piranha and dragged it away.

I found a relatively flat place nearby and threw the body of the piranha on the ground. If it died, it would be abused like this. I don't know if the piranha would be angry?

"You get some wood." Mu cloud an head also didn't lift, say.

Shi Xiang looked around and there was no one else.

It should be him, but he also has a name. Well, he didn't even say "hello". Who do you know you're talking to?

Shi also make complaints about his heart. He just put his hand on the man's fish. Visible before the eyes, he could not provoke him.

It's just a little firewood. Just look for it.

Besides, he also wants to eat fish.

After Shixiang was sent away, muyun'an sat down on the spot, took out the dagger in his sleeve, and "tore" the stomach of the piranha.

The meat here is the most tender.

Baked. It must be delicious.

Small tail lying on the side, staring at the action of muyun'an, its mother is fierce, follow her mother to eat meat.

Soon Shi Xiang came back with a handful of dry wood.

Muyun'an put on the fish with a slender stick, took out a fire fold from his sleeve, lit the firewood, put the fish on it and began to bake slowly.

The smell of the fish slowly came out. Muyun'an turned the fish over and continued to roast.

Looking around for a while, mu yun'an stood up and pulled out some grass under the big tree there.

Grind it slowly and drop the grass juice on the fish.

Immediately, the fishy smell disappeared, and was replaced by a kind of fragrant and tender taste.

Shi Xiang squatted on the side and couldn't help swallowing.

At least he was born in a big family, which day is not a big fish.

Now in the forest, I was swallowed by a roast fish. Is it a shame! If those guys know, don't they laugh at him?

It's not just history. Xiaowei is ready to move.

That pair of eyes almost directly stuck to the fish, the kind that can't pick out.

Mu Yun An helplessly looked at the small tail and turned over the fish in his hand.

"What's the hurry? It'll be ready soon." Anxious to eat hot tofu, fish if not roasted, it will be very fishy.

"I'm not in a hurry, mother, you bake slowly, Yiliu..." little tail didn't blink.

If I hadn't heard the last sound of swallowing, maybe I would have believed it.

The fragrance diffuses

Almost OK. Muyun'an takes the fish down and puts it on his nose. It's good. It should be OK.

In her previous life, when she was left by her family to train in the forest, she came here in this way, and she also trained her cooking skills.