After being refined into a clone, Xiaolang and Ling Zhan were completely in tune with each other. Ling Zhan’s thoughts could be directly passed on to Xiaolang, and Xiaolang could understand without having to say anything to him.

Like Ling Zhan, the little wolf hated the original residents here to the core, so Ling Zhan's thoughts immediately resonated with him.

"Aowu~" the little wolf screamed, shook his tail, and told Ling Zhan that he would bite all the natives to death.

"Heizi, you are a third-level monster now. These natives are no different from ants in front of you." Ling Zhan smiled slightly, swam from the sea to the beach with the demon wolf in his arms, and said, "This matter doesn't take too much trouble. Killing these residents is not of any interest, and it is not good for us."

Ling Zhan looked into the distance. The natives had already walked away. They probably passed the news of their discovery and could come to surround him tonight.

There is one thing that Ling Zhan is almost certain, that is, the residents here are controlled by Li Xingchen. Otherwise, after Li Xingchen left, these natives would not have surrounded themselves madly.

Ling Zhan discovered that these natives looked like a lot, but their cohesion was average. Without the guidance of the native leaders, these people would be no different from the loose sand. If it weren't for this, the silent moon that day, he and the wolves would have been killed by the natives long ago and would not have stayed here.

Ling Zhan had a plan in his mind, preparing to directly control the indigenous leaders and take over these indigenous people.

After all, a person's power is limited, and Ling Zhan firmly believes in this.

If you want to leave this small island, it is impossible to lie on a wooden board and cross the ocean. Before leaving, you must make some preparations.

If Ling Zhan had not recovered his cultivation in the past, he might have been impulsive and his brain would have jumped directly into the sea. But now the situation is different. Ling Zhan has recovered his cultivation and cannot do anything reckless.

Leaving this damn place, you must plan and think twice.

A faint curve appeared on the corner of Ling Zhan's mouth, and he smiled evilly and kicked away the gravel under his feet, then touched the little wolf's head: "Heizi, tonight, you'll just wait and see the show!"

"Aowu~" Feeling Ling Zhan's plan, the Demon Wolf shouted excitedly.

"Heizi, don't worry, let's get some food first, absorb the crystals for half a month, and your health is also unhappy. You have to stew a fish soup tonight to replenish it."

After saying that, Ling Zhan released his mental power to cover the waters ahead, locked in a few lobsters and sea fish, and released their spiritual sense and directly drove them out of the sea. Ling Zhan waved his sleeves, used his true energy, and the seafood flew towards the beach.

"Not bad, all of them are excellent seafood."

Ling Zhan picked up the lobsters on the ground, put them in sacks, walked all the way to the woods, and came to the old place where fish were cooked. The stove on the ground was still the same, but it was a little wet.

"Heizi, lightly set the fire and dry the water vapor on the stone." Ling Zhan placed the bag on a clean stone and gently stroked the demon wolf's head, "I'll get some firewood first, and you'll dry the stone later, then go to the natives to steal a pot."

The little wolf nodded, and a light black wolf breath spurted out from his mouth, drying the wet stones, then disappeared from the spot and headed to the house where the indigenous large mixed residences.

Ling Zhan was not idle either. He flew into the air with a kick, twisted his body, and came directly to the big tree seven or eight meters high.

"Swish swish swish swish!"

Ling Zhan used three swords out of thin air, and the light green sword energy passed through the layers of leaves and hit the sparrows in the distance. Ling Zhan's technique was sharp and his moves were unique. The sword energy came out of his hand and instantly hit the three fat sparrows and landed on the ground.

"Three are not enough to get between the teeth, let's get a few more!"

The movement just now was very concealed and did not disturb the other sparrows. Ling Zhan changed direction, aimed at the target, and fired out a few sword energy. Soon a dozen sparrows fell down.

Before coming down from the tree, Ling Zhan cut down many branches and prepared to burn them as firewood.

After everything was done, Ling Zhan jumped out of the tree, patted the dust on his body, and prepared to clean the ingredients.

At this moment, the Demon Wolf came back, holding a big sack in his mouth. Ling Zhan took it and saw that, "Good guy, the pots and pans are in full!"

When the Demon Wolf went up the mountain, Ling Zhan once told him to bring a bag. That time, the Demon Wolf not only brought clothes and iron cans for water, but also brought a lot of seasonings. It happened to be used together tonight and have a beautiful meal.

Night fell, and the bonfire was lit and rising.

Ling Zhan took the fish and shrimps' internal organs, put them in the pot and started to cook seafood soup. At the same time, he washed the sparrows, peeled a few branches and stringed them together, and placed them on a fire rack to roast them slowly.

Soon, the aroma of barbecue and seafood floated around.

The demon wolf stretched out his tongue and stared at the sparrow on the grill with his eyes wide open, salivating.

"Heizi, I'm not familiar with him yet!" Ling Zhan smiled and said, "Just wait a little longer."

"Aowu~" After hearing Ling Zhan's words, the demon wolf shook his tail.

Ling Zhan discovered that the demon wolf's body was many times larger than before, but its IQ did not improve much, and he was still stupid and stupid, but his size was too big and he looked not as cute as before.

"Heizi, can you control your body shape?" Ling Zhan gestured in the air with his hands, "It's just like before, small, probably so big!" As he said, Ling Zhan picked up a stone as big as a basin and showed it to the Demon Wolf.

"Aowu~"

The demon wolf screamed and began to shake his body. His little tail was raised and his body gradually shrank, and his body quickly became what he used to be.

"Look, how cute it is now!"

Ling Zhan stepped forward, clamped the little wolf's tail with two fingers, hung him upside down, and shook him in the air.

"Aowuwu~" the little wolf screamed aggrievedly.

"Okay, I'll give you barbecue."

Ling Zhan put the little wolf on the ground, and at the same time took two skewers of sparrows from the grill, handed them to the little wolf, and ate them slowly by himself.

Ling Zhan had just taken a small bite and saw the little wolf sweep the three sparrows on the wooden skewers, not even a little bit of slag left. Ling Zhan widened his eyes and thought to himself that the little guy had such a small mouth, how did he eat it just now?

"Aowu~" the little wolf wagged his tail and came to Ling Zhan pitifully.

"Okay, I know how to be cute! I'll give it to you all."

Ling Zhan reached out and handed all the two skewers of barbecue on the grill to Xiaolang.

Soon, the little wolf ate the remaining six sparrows, sat quietly on the ground, looking at Ling Zhan with a look of reminiscence.

"I'm convinced you, I'll give you the remaining two." Ling Zhan handed the wooden skewers in his hand to Xiaolang. Xiaolang called out happily, and before eating the skewers, he stuck out his tongue and rubbed Ling Zhan's face.

"I didn't expect the demon wolf to become smaller, but his appetite has not changed at all."

Ling Zhan reached out to wipe the saliva from his face, slowly walked to the front of the stove, lifted the lid of the pot, and a strong fragrance wafted out.

"Not bad, really good."

When making fish soup, the most important thing is not the seasoning, but the heat. Only when the heat is properly grasped can the fish soup be the most delicious.

Ling Zhan took a bowl, scooped a bowl of soup from the pot, put it next to his mouth and blew it gently. The fresh soup was like fine wine. Ling Zhan drank it all in one go, and the warmth flowed through his throat. After drinking it, he licked his lips, which was really endless aftertaste.

"It's amazing, it's amazing!"

Ling Zhan didn't expect that the fish soup he made casually was so delicious, which was more than a hundred times more delicious than the food made by Zhang Liang.

"It seems that I still have the talent to cook. I have to dig hard in the future, and maybe I can get the title of "Chef Master"!"

The little wolf smelled the fragrance and had already run to Ling Zhan's feet and kept arching Ling Zhan's shoes with his body. However, Ling Zhan was immersed in his own food and did not notice the little wolf.

Knowing that the little wolf screamed sadly, Ling Zhan realized that the little wolf was lying on his toes with a grievance.

"Heizi, look at my brain, why did you forget you?"

Ling Zhan quickly picked up the little wolf from the ground, put the fish soup in a sea bowl, and placed it in front of the little wolf, "The fish soup in the pot is too hot, you can drink it in a sea bowl first."

“Huh?”

Just as Ling Zhan was talking to the little wolf, he suddenly found a rustling black shadow in the distance.

Ling Zhan let go of his spiritual sense and used his mental power to cover the area. He found that at least 10,000 people were walking towards him outside, and at the same time, fifty or 60,000 people were slowly walking towards the woods.

"Haha, I knew these natives would not give up. It would save me time to find them."

Ling Zhan narrowed his long and narrow eyes, put down the soup bowl in his hand, released his mental power, and slowly searched for the indigenous leaders.

The indigenous leaders are the soul center of these indigenous people. As long as the leaders are subdued, these indigenous people will run around like loose sand.

However, Ling Zhan did not intend to kill the indigenous leader. It would be of great use to keep him in his hands!

Ling Zhan is now not Ling Zhan that was half a month ago. After the seal was lifted, Ling Zhan’s cultivation level was restored and his realm was greatly increased. Dealing with these natives is like dealing with native chickens and tiles.

"Heizi, are you full?" Ling Zhan asked in a low voice.

"Aowu~"

The little wolf also felt the difference around him and no longer drank fish soup, but jumped off the stone and came to Ling Zhan.

"Hiko, come and follow me."

Ling Zhan picked up Xiaolang, put it on his shoulder, and said with his head slanted: "Look, how did I take the head of the enemy general among the troops!"
Chapter completed!