Liu Mang didn't waste any time in the tree hole, quickly put on his clothes and left the tree hole.

This tree hole is located in a towering ancient tree, about ten meters above the ground. After getting down from the tree, Liu Mang followed the sword slave's footsteps to find it.

As Liu Mang walked, he thought about Mo Qingcheng and the others. Yesterday they were taken downstream by a giant turtle-backed crocodile and separated from them. They must be very worried.

Especially Mo Qingcheng, she must be eager to find her.

Liu Mang didn't want to make his woman worried and sad, so he would wait until he could find a way to make peace with Mo Qingcheng as soon as possible.

Speaking of which, Death Valley is really a big place, and there are primitive jungles everywhere. It’s a bit difficult to tell the direction. Where can I find Mo Qingcheng?

After much thought, Liu Mang thought of the Snake Department.

Yesterday, Mo Qingcheng and the others should have arrived at the shore safely. With the dark clouds Tiantian was there, they would probably go to the Snake Department.

As long as we find the Snake Division, we might be able to make peace with Mo Qingcheng.

Finding the Snake Department is the most important thing now.

Gululu...

Liu Mang's stomach rumbled, he rubbed it and smiled, it seemed that filling his stomach was more important.

Liu Mang quickly found the sword slave and made peace with her.

In just a short period of time, Sword Slave has already caught a small deer. It is not big, only thirty or forty pounds, but it is enough to feed two people.

Although both of them were hungry, they were not interested in eating raw venison.

The sword slave was busy skinning and washing the deer, while Liu Mang looked for materials to make a fire.

But in the subtropical rainforest, it is really not easy to find dry branches.

I tried to look for dead trees, but couldn't find them.

Liu Mang simply used fire to burn a tree into charcoal, then kicked the tree into pieces and gathered the charcoal to barbecue.

Charcoal is a slow fire, which is better than ordinary dry wood and tree branches for barbecue, but it is just a little slower.

Liu Mang barbecued meat, and Jian Nu guessed some wild fruits.

In about an hour, the fawn was roasted until it was golden brown, charred on the outside and tender on the inside. The rich aroma made Liu Mang and Jian Nu salivate.

The two of them were busy eating a feast of venison and wild fruits.

When you're hungry, even a cold steamed bun will taste delicious, not to mention top-notch roasted wild venison, which tastes delicious in your mouth.

Liu Mang quickly devoured a deer leg and then pulled off the deer steak to eat. It was a satisfying experience.

Liu Mang moved his butt and got closer to the sword slave, "Does it taste good?"

The sword slave nodded vigorously, "Although there is no seasoning, master, your roasted venison is really delicious."

As the sword slave said this, he also smashed his fingers.

"I'll get some water to drink."

After saying these words, the sword slave ran away at a very fast speed.

Watching the sword slave run away, Liu Mang scratched his head and said with a smile: "Am I going a little too far?"

Liu Mang continued to eat venison. The fawn weighed thirty or forty kilograms. After bleeding, skinning, draining and cutting off the deer's head, it only weighed more than ten kilograms. When roasted, it only weighed ten kilograms at most. He ate almost half of it before he was satisfied.

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At this time, the sword slave hadn't come back yet, and Liu Mang was wondering if he should go look for it, when he heard the sound of slight footsteps not far behind Leng Buding.

Attack from behind?

Liu Mang deliberately pretended not to notice and waited for the sword slave to come over, but he soon realized that something was wrong. The sword slave was very strong. Even if he ran in the jungle, he would hardly make a sound.

Could it be someone else behind it?

Liu Mang closed his eyes and used the art of six senses to perceive. The person had approached him and entered his range of perception. He was really not a sword slave.

Liu Mang sensed something was wrong, turned around suddenly, and saw clearly who was quietly approaching from behind.

It turned out to be a little kid who looked to be three or four years old, wearing an animal skin skirt and holding a wooden gun about one meter long in his hand.

The sneak attack was discovered. The little boy was startled and wanted to run away in a hurry, but he took two steps back, stopped, yelled twice, ran towards Liu Mang with a wooden gun in his hand, and stabbed him with the gun.

Past.

Liu Mang moved a step to the side and dodged easily.

The little one didn't stab Liu Mang, but fell down, hurting his nose, and burst into tears.

Liu Mang was a little dumbfounded. What kind of situation is this?

The sword slave had come back at this time, staring in surprise at the little one lying on the ground crying, grabbing her animal skin skirt and lifting her up, "Master, who is she?"

Liu Mang shrugged. He didn't know where this little guy came from.

As he cried, his little eyes turned to the venison. Gulu swallowed his saliva and stopped crying. His eyes just stared at the venison, and the saliva fell from the corner of his mouth.<

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Liu Mang pulled two pieces of deer steak and waved them in front of the little one, "Do you want to eat them?"
Chapter completed!