Transmigration:Evil BOSS, bad to the core!

Mi Ran'er looked around, but couldn't find a container to cook chicken soup. Finally, he gave up his love and took out his kettle, cut off the top part and left the bottom.

It's a big container.

Besides, the kettle is iron and can't burn.

Now that we have the container, we have to go to the forest and fight a pheasant.

Although the wound on his body was still very uncomfortable, for Gus's sake, miran'er still took a catapult out of the cave.

When she was about to go down the mountain, MI Ran'er met a little girl. When she came near, she recognized that it was the girl who was crying in the forest last time.

The granddaughter of the elder.

"Sister Ran'er, where are you going?" The little girl asked in a soft voice.

She moved her nose. "Sister Ran'er, why do you smell of blood? Are you hurt? "

Miran'er nodded, "yes... But it's not too serious. Don't worry. Do you know where there are pheasants?"

"The place with the most pheasants is in the forest at the foot of the mountain. However, it is night now, and most of the pheasants have returned to their nests. Does sister Ran'er want to go hunting? You are a human race. Can you see clearly what is in the dark mountain forest at night? "

The little girl patted mi Ran'er's hand. "Sister Ran'er, you wait for me here. I'll go to the pheasant's nest and catch you a big, fat pheasant."

Miran'er was worried about whether the little girl could do it.

But he thought that the little girl was a wolf. Anyway, it was much better than smearing herself.

He nodded, "be careful yourself."

"Well."

The little girl jumped down the hill.

Miran'er sat on a stone and waited quietly.

Soon, a white wolf came up with a pheasant in its mouth.

The neck of the pheasant has been bitten off by the wolf. The pheasant is very big, about seven or eight Jin.

Miran'er quickly took it.

"Thank you, thank you. You're very good. You'll succeed so soon. If I were you, I might not have found the nest of the pheasant yet."

The little girl turned into a man and gave mi Ran'er a smile, "isn't my younger brother hurt? Grandfather is also busy with things, so I try to go out hunting alone, which may be the instinct of wolves. After one time, I'll be proficient... "

Mi Ran'er touched the little girl's head. "OK, it's great. You can be the pillar of the family in the future. You wait. After I've cooked the chicken soup, you can bring some back to your brother. It's good for your health."

The little girl didn't know what chicken soup was, but as soon as she heard that it was good for her body, she quickly nodded, "OK."

It took mi Ran'er nearly half an hour to boil the chicken in the kettle.

The kettle hanging on the fire was boiling. Some of the boiling chicken soup overflowed. The soup dripping in the fire made a zizizi sound.

The man lying on the grass seemed to be disturbed by the noise. He frowned and his eyelashes began to tremble. He seemed to wake up.

Mi Ran'er rushed over and touched his back to appease him and let him have a rest.

Don't want to, at the moment, the man opened his eyes, and her four eyes opposite.

"Awake?" Mi Ran'er was stunned. Immediately, he wanted to take back his little hand.

The man caught her.

"Well... What are you doing?" He moved his nose, smelled the smell of chicken soup, spilled saliva between his lips and teeth, and rolled the Adam's apple gently.

He took mi Ran'er's little hand, sat up and looked at the fire.