Fast Transmigration: Monster Host Online Short Guard

  Chapter 381 Being a Cheater for the Demon Cult Leader 8

   "Princess, what and Li Shu? You and the prince..."

   "Don't worry about it at this time." Meng Li interrupted the maid, but there was a smug smile on the corner of his mouth.

  The servant girl had a bad feeling in her heart, "Your Highness, you must not mess around, this marriage is for the emperor..."

   "Shut up." Meng Li directly stopped the servant girl's next words, "Are you my man or the emperor's brother."

   "The servant girl is naturally the princess's man." The servant girl immediately lowered her head.

  Meng Li pursed his lips, "Then be obedient."

   As he spoke, he walked out of the yard directly, "Long Yi, go and find out where Yuan Mochen is."

  Hearing the sound of breaking the wind, Meng Li directly curled his lips, did he really think that nothing would happen if he escaped from the world?

  —

  The stream is gurgling, and the stones beside the stream are staggered, and a man in red is lying on the stone slab.

  The man put his hands behind his head and lay on his back on the stone slab. The shade of the trees by the stream was mottled on the man's red clothes.

  The man was swinging his legs leisurely, with a fishing rod standing by his feet.

  Mo Chen was holding a few pheasants that had just been hunted back in his hands, and when he walked to the stream, he saw such a scene, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he walked over and kicked him.

   "I asked you to catch fish, so you just catch it?"

  Mo Xie opened his eyes. Because he didn't get used to it, he squinted his eyes a little. When he opened his eyes, he saw the man in white standing against the light.

   I clicked my tongue in my heart, it's so beautiful.

   A bouncing up from the slate.

   "Are you back?" He took the pheasant from Mo Chen, "Well, the fish will be hooked right away, let's deal with the chicken first."

  Mo Chen "..." How did you know it was about to take the bait.

  However, Mo Chen ignored him and took a pheasant to deal with. As for the other chickens, they were handed over to Mo Xie.

   Luoluo squatted secretly in the system space and looked at Mo Chen, a little excited, he will soon be able to see the host’s roast chicken, ah ha ha ha, I’m so looking forward to it (≧ω≦)/

  Mo Chen didn't know Luo Luo's mental activities.

   After half an hour, the chicken in Mo Chen's hand turned into a lump of black charcoal.

   It was pitch black, with a trace of white smoke floating on it.

  Mo Xie who witnessed this process with his own eyes "..."

   "Oh, Xiao Chen'er, so you don't know how to roast chicken?" There was a hint of gloating in his tone.

  Mo Chen directly stuffed the charred black lump into Mo Xie's mouth, then got up and walked towards the river.

  Lolo thought that his host couldn't think about it, "Host, calm down, don't think about it."

   The corners of Mo Chen's mouth twitched, he didn't want to talk to Luo Luo, but went to the stream and squatted down to wash his hands.

   Lolo, who thought the host couldn't think about it, "..." I underestimated the host too much.

  Mo Xie took out the black charcoal in his mouth and threw it on the ground, poohing twice.

   What the hell, this is the worst pheasant I have ever eaten, bar none.

   I became more and more curious about how Xiao Chen'er managed to roast the chicken into a lump of black charcoal, and it was still bitter.

  The kind that burns to the point of bitterness.

  He took the grilled chicken he had roasted and walked to Mo Chen, "Here, this one is for you."

   Mo Chen raised his eyebrows, "You don't want to eat?"

   "I'll bake another one." Saying that, he stuffed the chicken into Mo Chen's hands.

  Because the pheasant is small in size, it will be a small lump when baked.

   Looking at the yellow and tender roast chicken in his hand, Mo Chen was a little skeptical about his life. Why is his roast chicken different from his roast chicken?

   He secretly glanced at Mo Xie's white hand, um, it looks the same as his own?

   Silently tore off a chicken leg, thinking while eating.

   "Lolo, didn't I know how to roast chicken in the previous world?" Although she didn't know how to do it before entering the derivative world.

  Luo Luoqing coughed, "Yes." He added silently, not only can't roast chicken, he can't even cook.

  Mo Chen nodded, it must be because of the original owner.

  Mo Chen completely refused to admit that it was his fault.

  Walking to the fire with the roast chicken in his hand, Mo Xie was already roasting the second one.

   "Well, Brother Mo, can you teach me how to roast chicken?" There was a hint of seriousness in his tone.

  Lolo covered his face "..." Host, shall we let those poor pheasants go?

  Mo Xie raised his eyebrows and nodded, "Okay, well, the fish should be hooked too, and I'll teach you how to grill fish by the way."

   After speaking, he walked towards the stone slab.

   Pick up the fishing rod and pull it lightly, and sure enough, I saw a fish weighing about one catty.

  Just like when killing pheasants just now, pull out the sword from the scabbard and start killing fish.

   The corners of Mo Chen's mouth twitched, is this what a swordsman should look like?

   Not wanting to say more, I went to the fire to add some firewood.

  Mo Xie walked to the fire after finishing handling the fish.

   Then two hours later.

  Mo Xie looked at the pieces of black charcoal baked by Mo Chen in front of him, and wondered if he taught too profoundly.

   Sitting on the stone slab, Mo Chen felt a little helpless, "It turns out that besides not knowing how to roast chicken, I can't even roast fish."

   lolo “…” No, you’re all about eating.

   No, the host can make wine.

  Yes, only wine.

   And only peach blossom stuffing.

  Seeing Mo Chen's lack of interest, Mo Xie cleared his throat, "Well, it's okay, maybe you don't have the talent for barbecue."

  Mo Chen lazily raised his eyelids, "Forget it." Nothing can be forced, I had learned this cooking skill for a long time in Yushidian, but I still didn't learn it in the end.

  Mo Xie breathed a sigh of relief, he probably didn't take it to heart.

   "Are you still eating?" He said and raised the barbecue in his hand.

   "Well, you can eat, I'll walk around." Mo Chen got up, patted the wrinkles on his body, and then walked towards the woods.

  Mo Xie held the barbecue in his hand and watched Mo Chen leave. After Mo Chen left, he called out his subordinates in the dark and stuffed the barbecue into his hand, "You guys are rewarded."

   After speaking, he walked directly towards the creek, washing his hands slowly.

   "Can you find traces of plain makeup?"

   "Master of Islam, never."

  Mo Xie raised his eyebrows, a look of pity flashed in his eyes, "There's no need to look for it, what's going on in Yandu recently?"

   "The third princess and King Luo made peace."

  Mo Xie chuckled lightly, squinted his eyes, "This woman is really ambitious. Have you found out who she's been chasing recently?"

   "She is looking for Mr. Yuan, but so far no trace has been found."

  Mo Xie raised his eyebrows, Cha Xiaochener?

  Yuan Mochen, Peach Blossom Valley? Well, why didn't I think of it.

   "How is the investigation of Peach Blossom Valley going?" Walking to the fire, picked up the sword on the stone, took out a piece of cloth similar to a handkerchief from his arms, and wiped it casually.

   "The exact location of Peach Blossom Valley has not been found yet, but the red protector and the green protector have appeared in the Lushan area." The subordinates respectfully replied what they knew.

  "Lushan?" Mo Xie lost interest and kept wiping his sword, "Is there any other big thing recently?"

   "The search for Yaoshan has started again."

  Mo Xie paused, handed the cloth to his subordinate, and then put the polished sword back into the scabbard, "Are you going to make trouble again?" His words were sarcasm.

   "Master, do you want to continue to inquire about Yaoshan?"

   "Don't worry about it, just continue to stare at the two brothers and sisters of the Meng family." Mo Xie weighed the sword in his hand, and then walked towards the forest.

  The subordinate glanced at the handkerchief in his hand, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he wanted to wash his handkerchief again.

   I don't know why my leader likes to kill game with a sword so much.

   This is not the first time, nor the second or third, but the many times.

  (end of this chapter)