Dragon Blood Devil Soldier

Not long after, most of the people had gotten their long-awaited piece of roasted meat.    

    

The golden beast meat still had traces of oil flowing on it, and a strong fragrance was continuously wafting out from the layer of meat. When the teeth came into contact with the barbecue, they made a slight cracking sound. Although the barbecue had turned the skin crisp, it was not charred at all.    

    

Zhu Da Pang bit down on it and a strange light immediately flowed in his eyes. The speed under his mouth suddenly increased, and before long the palm-sized roast meat was eaten up. He licked his lips, and praised endlessly, "What a delicious roast meat!"    

    

Under the crisp skin was fresh, juicy, and completely flavorful beast meat. He couldn't help but be full of praise. Every single person who had eaten barbecued meat was extremely satisfied. Some people even suggested that a barbecue be served again some day.    

    

Then, they saw Long Bufan carrying a plate of roast meat, pass through the crowd and arrive in front of Lin Shuanger. The grilled meat on the plate was deliberately cut into a heart shape by Long Bufan, and on the surface, he sprinkled some green onions and flowers as decorations.    

    

"Boss, you're too biased. I want to eat Love Roast Meat as well." Lin Yan cried out, and teased in a flattering manner.    

    

"Come on, I'm not gay." Long Bufan scolded.    

    

"Chicken?" Lin Yan was slightly stunned, but he did not understand the words Long Bufan had used in his previous life.    

    

Long Bufan was too lazy to explain as well. He looked at Lin Shuanger in front of his and said with a smile, "Here you go."    

    

"Thank you." Lin Shuanger's face turned slightly red, against the light of the bonfire, her rosy cheeks added a bit of a beauty, and she immediately extended her hand to receive the plate.    

    

She picked up the Love Roast Meat and gently took a bite. The crispy skin emitted a slight cracking sound as it entered his mouth. The fragrance carried a spicy taste as well as a slightly scalding temperature. In an instant, it entered his mouth.    

    

It was fragrant, warm, and indescribably comfortable.    

    

At this time, a figure was standing in the air above fire workshop. His clothes were fluttering in the wind, and his entire body was emitting the aura of a person in power.    

    

This man was the sect master of the Spirit Profound Martial House, Ying Yuanzi.    

    

"Although this child's playfulness is biased, there is something good about the cohesion of his sect." Sect Master Ying Yuanzi said with a light smile, as he calmly looked down at the many sect disciples who were in a cheerful atmosphere.    

    

"Given enough time, if he was able to restrain the force that causes trouble and take responsibility for the sect's prosperity, I, as the sect head, might perhaps have another candidate to inherit my position." Ying Yuanzi muttered to himself, and laughed as if he was deep in thought.    

    

Once he finished speaking, his figure gradually disappeared into the night sky. "Hu ~" A gust of night wind blew past, and he had already disappeared.    

    

Beside the huge bonfire, thousands of disciples were having a good time. All of them took out their secret wine from the storage bag, and started drinking it together in high spirits.    

    

"Let's go for a walk." Lin Shuanger suddenly suggested.    

    

Long Bufan cheerfully nodded: "Okay."    

    

Lin Yan, Long Yunfei and Lei Meng originally wanted to drink with Long Bufan, but upon seeing this, they tactfully did not disturb him. Even Whitey, who wanted to follow Long Bufan, was tightly hugged by Zhu Da Pang's large arms.    

    

Walking out of the bustling fire workshop, the two of them walked in silence. As they slowly walked side by side, they unknowingly arrived at the small lotus pond from the last time.    

    

Long Bufan raised his head and looked at the night sky. The moon was beautiful tonight, the silver light scattered across the ground like a layer of hazy white frost.    

    

The corner of her skirt swayed. Lin Shuanger was walking in front, her walking posture was dignified and elegant, and her slender and tender legs slightly swayed.    

    

The hazy moonlight shone onto the graceful figure of Lin Shuanger's body, and the soft and smooth drooping black hair vividly outlined Lin Shuanger's figure.    

    

As Long Bufan walked behind, he could even smell the sweet fragrance of daisies wafting from the waist-long black hair.