The night was shrouded in the entrance of Xiahe Village. Although Chen Ronghuo was not there, the villagers still lit a large bonfire according to tradition, dividing the big mouthfuls and eating the flesh of the Shadow Leopard.

People who stayed in Xiahe Village eat less, and many people just drink a few sips of soup.

Most of the Shadow Leopard meats were mentioned to the members of the hunting team and the children who practice martial arts in the village.

The demon's flesh has a huge effect on warriors, so they naturally have their own distribution plan for this.

The hunting team is the top beam of Xiahe Village, and the children are the future of Xiahe Village, so the most allocated.

Ha ha!

After eating and drinking, a warrior apprentice and members of the hunting team all came to the open space and, with loud shouts, they fought the broken version of the Tiger Heart Refining Fist.

The Tiger Heart Refining Fist is an apprentice-level boxing technique, and the incomplete version is only the lowest-level boxing technique. It is the largest boxing technique in the Continent of Gods.

It’s just because Xiahe Village is too poor, even when it reaches the level of a formal warrior, it still practices this boxing technique.

However, figures moved around under the burning bonfire, stirring up a thick fist wind, and still emanating a wild scene.

They practice boxing at this time, and they are practicing boxing to digest the huge nutrients in the Shadow Leopard meat, transforming them into their own qi and blood, and enhancing their strength.

These people practice boxing with great sounds, but Chen Ronghuo had no idea about this scene at all.

After he returned to the house, he fell on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

The power of a warlock mainly comes from the soul.

The transformation of the body by the warlock certificate is mainly aimed at the transformation of the soul.

Chen Ronghuo originally had no sorcerer qualifications.

He obtained the warlock qualification through his warlock certificate and imprinted a mysterious mark in his soul, which had sequelae.

This sequelae is that you feel depressed and you always want to sleep.

He wanted to cure this sequelae. Unless he took the genius treasure that specifically restored his soul's injuries, he could only recover through long rest.

Just as the warriors in Xiahe Village were practicing martial arts enthusiastically, when Chen Ronghuo was in great dream, a long black figure suddenly came to Xiahe Village with stiff steps from the upper reaches of the big river near the village, that is, in the direction of Shanghe Village.

This long black figure, covered by the moonlight, had a human white face.

Especially his eyes were empty and silent, as if he had no soul at all.

At the same time, if someone is by his side, he will smell an unpleasant stench of corpse from him.

After approaching Xiahe Village, he turned his stiff head and looked at the bonfire where Huang Tiesheng and others were. He seemed to sense that the fluctuations of blood and blood were too strong. He hesitated for a moment, then bypassed the place and slowly walked into the village from the other side.

After entering the village, the long black figure continued to move its stiff steps and walked slowly along the village road.

It seems that because these people have no one in their family, he didn't stop either.

Until,

He walked to Chen Ronghuo's doorstep.

The fence in front of the courtyard gate could not block his footsteps at all.

He took a step forward and the fence door fell to the ground with a bang.

Then Hei Chang's figure continued to walk forward expressionlessly until he walked to Chen Ronghuo's house door that he stopped.

The next moment, he raised his spotted arm and knocked at Chen Ronghuo's door one after another.

"Dong, dun dong..."

A strange knock on the door sounded, as if it could hit a person's heart and make his heart stagnate.

Even Chen Ronghuo, who was sleeping, frowned at this moment, as if he was breathing a little uncomfortable.

"Dong, dun..."

The long black figure kept knocking on Chen Ronghuo's door, heavier and heavier, and gradually even the door frame of Chen Ronghuo began to shake.

The old wooden door even cracked a crack from it with a click.

But Chen Ronghuo was so sleepy.

He fell into a deep sleep and had no idea of ​​all this, and he had no intention of waking up.

"Dong!"

Finally, after not knowing how many knocks on the door, the black figure paused, and a strange color seemed to flash in his empty and silent eyes.

He followed him slowly, took his stiff steps, and walked along the village road in the direction away from Xiahe Village.

After the long black figure left, Chen Ronghuo turned over in the room and stretched his eyebrows again.

Meow!

Shortly after the black figure left, a fat cat with a sack of salted fish was dragged back from somewhere. After seeing that the fence gate of his house was broken by something, a hint of anger suddenly appeared on his face.

When it quickly came to the fence gate and sniffed it with its nose, its face suddenly changed after smelling a shocking stench of corpse.

Then it no longer cared about the sack of salted fish in its mouth.

roar!

After throwing away the sack of salted fish, its body became slightly larger and made a sound from the depths of its throat, just like the roar made by the Wood Spirit Butterfly this morning, its whole body rushed to the door of the house like a flash of lightning, jumped up, and rushed in through the crack of the window on the side of the door.

Meow!

When the fat cat rushed into the room, he saw Chen Ronghuo, who was in a large shape, still sleeping soundly, as if nothing had happened, then he let out a long breath.

As he exhaled in one breath, the orange-yellow fur it exploded gradually smoothed.

Dare to be the chef who wants to be my master,

No matter what you are,

Don't let me catch you...

After being angry for a while, the fat cat's body returned to its original state.

Then it leaped lightly, and used its mouth to lift the quilt that was thrown aside by Chen Ronghuo, and covered it again on Chen Ronghuo.

Then it looked at Chen Ronghuo, lowered its head, and got into the quilt and fell asleep on Chen Ronghuo's side.

As for the sack of salted fish that was thrown at the gate of the yard...

How important is salted fish to be the chef of your own owner?

The chef was almost killed by someone. He was so palpitations that he had no other thoughts at this time.

At this moment, it just wants to be quiet,

I just want to stay quietly by Chen Ronghuo.

The next day.

Chen Ronghuo, who had slept until midnight, got up and found that the fat cat who had come back at some point had crawled into his bed. He smiled immediately.

“Meow Meow Meow…”

He rubbed the fat cat with both hands. After waking up the fat cat, the fat cat immediately opened its mouth and screamed several times, as if reminding him something.

But he couldn't understand cat language. He thought it was fat cats who were hungry again, so he smiled and said, "I know, I must be hungry, right?

Don't worry, I'll make you something delicious later."

As he said this, he put his clothes on his body, got off the kang, opened the door and walked out of the house.

When he opened the door, he suddenly felt something strange.

I don’t know why the door was still fine yesterday, but why did it suddenly become a little shaken.
Chapter completed!