After the truth came out, they begged me not to die.

Bake for a while.

The whole body of the lamb turned from golden to brown, and the fat in the meat came out and dripped on the charcoal.

After a few sizzling sounds, as the smoke from the smoke rises, the charcoal fire becomes darker and darker, and the aroma of meat and seasoning becomes stronger and stronger.

A small knife magically appeared in Chen Zun's hand, he cut off a small piece of half-brown mutton and threw it into his mouth.

The browned lamb on the outside is a bit crispy, the meat is tender and smooth, and it tastes refreshing and smooth. Mixed with the unique aroma of cumin powder, the incomparable meaty aroma explodes on the taste buds, making people want to eat it after one bite. Take a second bite.

Chen Zun couldn't help but nodded.

Burnt but not greasy, crisp and refreshing, the heat is just right.

Even though he had been fasting for a long time, he couldn't help but cut off a few pieces of mutton and eat it.

Chen Zun was eating and suddenly said: "No need to hide, come here if you want to eat. There is a lot of meat here, I can't finish it by myself."

He seemed to be talking to himself, but in the darkness, a six-tailed demon fox came out.

It was Qingqiu Yaer who had returned.

She didn't go far just now. She thought for a moment and realized that the human monk had no ill intentions, so she came back and quietly lurked in the nearby bushes to observe secretly.

But she never expected that Chen Zun would find her.

Qingqiu Ya'er tilted her head, with an anthropomorphic expression of confusion on her fox face, and said, "Human...how did you find me?"

Her voice was a little delicate, sounding like a teenage girl's voice, as if she was talking with a candied haws in her mouth, a little unclear.

"Can you speak human language?"

Chen Zun was shocked. This fox could actually talk!

Isn’t it said that the demon race can only speak when it takes shape?

What a strange thing.

Qingqiu Ya'er stared at Chen Zun and said in a cooing voice: "Grandma has taught me to speak human language since I was a child... No, answer my question first!"

It seems that the origin of this six-tailed demon fox is not small... Chen Zun pointed at his eyes: "I'm not blind. At night, you have a pair of sparkling eyes and several high-raised tails. , it’s hard for me not to notice you.”

Qingqiu Ya'er was a little troubled after hearing Chen Zun's explanation. She blamed herself for being too careless and not hiding well enough to be discovered by the human race.

However, what if she was discovered? Qingqiu Ya'er glanced at the browned mutton, and her nose was filled with an alluring aroma. She had never smelled this aroma in her clan.

It looked delicious... She couldn't help but lick her mouth and her throat squirmed a few times.

Seeing her like this, Chen Zun couldn't help but laugh. He cut a piece of mutton with a knife and handed it over.

"Would you like to try it?"

Qingqiu Ya'er looked at Chen Zun warily, but finally couldn't resist the alluring fragrance, so she slowly moved forward and took it away quickly.

She chewed it a few times, and the fragrant meat reached her head in her mouth, and then swallowed it into her stomach. Her face showed a hint of pleasure, and she couldn't help but feel the aftertaste.

Then, Qingqiu Ya'er looked at the mutton on the grill eagerly, almost crying.

"Come here and sit."

Chen Zun pointed to his side and cut off a large piece of meat.

After several contacts, Qingqiu Ya'er was convinced that the human monk had no ill intentions towards her. She walked forward in small steps and squatted down next to Chen Zun. Before Chen Zun reached out, she stretched out her head and bit it herself. The meat in Chen Zun's hand.

Chen Zun was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

This little fox is indeed brave enough and does not regard himself as an outsider at all.

He unloaded a leg of lamb, picked out the bones with a few knives, handed it over, and asked, "Do you have a name?"

"My name is Qingqiu Ya'er."

"Qingqiu? Are you from the Qingqiu clan?"

Qingqiu Ya'er's mouth was full, and she replied vaguely: "Well... I am (am)... from the Qingqiu (Qiu) clan."

Chen Zun nodded.

Except for the Qingqiu Demon Fox clan, no one with the surname Qingqiu would use this surname.

He introduced himself.

"I am a disciple of Tianyuan Sect, and Chen Zun is my name."

Qingqiu Ya'er raised her head and glanced at Chen Zun, and said directly: "Grandma mentioned a person named Chen Zun, but she said that he was an ordinary disciple who worshiped under the head of Tianyuan Sect. Judging from your strength, he shouldn't be that one. waste."

Even if his name spreads in the Central Plains, how come even the demon clan knows about it?

Chen Zun was a little surprised and said calmly: "I am the good-for-nothing Chen Zun you call me."

"Really you?"

"Replacement guaranteed."

"I do not believe."

Qingqiu Ya'er looked Chen Zun up and down, somewhat disbelieving.

"If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do about it."

Chen Zun sighed, his reputation was ruined by rumors.

He didn't care whether Qingqiu Ya'er believed it or not, he took apart a piece of mutton chop, picked out the meat, handed it over, and changed the topic.

"The Qingqiu clan is deep in Daze, why are you here?"

Chen Zun was very curious. The six-tailed demon fox was by no means an ordinary member of the Qingqiu clan. What on earth did Qingqiu Ya'er want to do when she slipped to the border between the two clans?

Qingqiu Ya'er took the meat from Chen Zun's hand before replying.

"I have been living within the tribe since I was a child and have never seen the outside world. I heard that the human race has created many interesting and beautiful things, so I wanted to go out and see them. However, my grandma sent people to follow me, and I never had the chance."

"Some time ago, my grandma heard about the appearance of the Nine-tailed Sky Fox in the Central Plains. My grandma and other seniors of the same clan went out to search for the whereabouts of the Nine-tailed Sky Fox. When the uncle who was looking after me wasn't paying attention, I quietly ran out. After I came out, I didn't know where to go. Knowing the road, I could only rely on the general direction to go out, but I met those five human races outside."

When Qingqiu Ya'er talked about the reason why she ran away, her face was full of longing, and she yearned for the prosperous Central Plains that her grandma talked about. However, after encountering the experiences of those five human races, her mood became depressed again.

Obviously, the Central Plains human race left a bad impression on her.

But Chen Zun discovered that Qingqiu Ya'er was always accompanied by guards, which showed that her status in the Qingqiu clan was not low, and she must be a direct bloodline that was valued.

Chen Zun's tone was slightly stricter and he said alertly.

"The demon race and the human race have always been at odds with each other. You dared to run to the border of the Central Plains before you transformed. You are so brave. If you hadn't met me, you might have been sold to the human race."

Qingqiu Ya'er was convinced and couldn't help but nod.

"Grandma has said before that the human race is cunning and treacherous, and none of them are good."

She remembered something and said timidly: "I'm not talking about you, you are a good person."

Being given a good person card by Qingqiu Ya'er, Chen Zun smiled and held back.

The definition of good and bad is not that simple. Different positions have different interests. From the perspective of the demon clan, the human race is indeed a bad person.

Of course, no matter what stance you take, good and bad coexist. For example, the evil cultivator Chen Zun encountered before was really bad to the core.

It was because he had been caught in the rain that he would hold an umbrella for others. This was also the reason why he did not hesitate to take action when he saw the evil cultivator.

He has long buried hatred for those in the devil's path in his bones, and kills every one he sees without mercy.