Volume 2, Chapter 28: The White Wolf King surrenders.
"Be my mount, and when I get out, I'll let you go, how about that?"
There was a hint of restlessness in the White Wolf King's eyes.
"I'm the Beast Emperor. Is it appropriate for you to let me be your mount?"
"There are two paths, one is for me to ride, the other is for you to die. You choose."
Looking at the cunning in Ye Tingmu's eyes, the White Wolf King complained in his heart again.
In the end, I had no choice but to agree.
After getting the answer he wanted, Ye Tingmu nodded in satisfaction.
"I'm warning you, if you dare to escape, I'll kill all your tribe members nearby."
“I don’t dare!”
"Okay, from now on you can call me Dabai."
After saying this, he left calmly and returned to the three people.
After some discussion, they decided to continue their journey during the day tomorrow.
So, under the leadership of Dabai, everyone came to a stream.
Prepare to rest here for a night.
The moon and stars are sparse.
Although there are two suns here, there is only one moon.
Dongfang Qingzhu was washing the bloodstains off her white clothes by the stream.
Ye Tingmu was making a fire.
Li Gao and the little monk were cleaning the wolf meat.
After a while, a huge piece of wolf meat was placed on the fire.
Four people sat around the fire.
Staring at each other.
Ye Tingmu swallowed his saliva and asked weakly, "Shijie, are you sure you can do it?"
Shijie glanced at him and then took out a storage bag.
"It's time to show my true strength."
As he spoke, he took out all the things in the storage bag.
The scene startled the three of them.
There was a pile of bottles and jars in front of the little monk.
There is a wide variety of coloring materials available.
There is nothing that the little monk doesn't have, except what Ye Tingmu and the others can't think of.
Li Gao gave a thumbs up.
"Shijie, awesome! I didn't expect you to know how to cook."
The little monk grinned.
"Haha... Every foodie dreams of becoming a chef, and I am no exception."
Ye Tingmu nodded with relief. He did not deny the little monk's words.
At least they had food to eat afterwards.
Let’s not talk about anything else, just looking at the Ten Commandments equipment, his cooking skills are definitely not simple.
"Little monk, it's up to you."
Upon hearing this, Shijie was also not polite.
Started to operate.
While grilling, he explained professional knowledge.
"This wolf meat has a strong smell, so we need to use onions and ginger to remove the fishy smell..."
What he said was very logical and his operation was smooth and flowing.
After a while, the meat turned golden.
Li Gao drooled at the sight.
The White Wolf King was lying on an open space not far away.
From a distance, it looks like a white hill.
Its eyes were full of resentment at this moment. It was eating the flesh of its own younger brother in front of him.
Doesn't it have any face?
However, it has always been angry but dare not speak out.
But a quarter of an hour later, it grinned and laughed very happily.
I saw four people gnawing on big pancakes beside the fire, their faces full of resentment.
The little monk turned his back and did not dare to look at the three people.
Lower your head and eat the cake in small bites.
The three of them stared with their eyes wide open, and took every bite of the cake with great force.
It's like tearing someone apart.
Ye Tingmu really couldn't help it.
He started to complain: "Is it so difficult to admit that you are wrong?"
The little monk turned his head slightly and glanced at the three of them.
He replied, "I'm not wrong, I just confused the salt and sugar." Although he said it in a firm tone, his tone was very hollow.
Li Gao sneered, murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
"Yes, I'm confused. Then tell me, is that how pepper oil is used?"
The little monk said, "Peppercorn oil is also oil, why can't it be used like that?"
Ye Tingmu and Li Gao took a deep breath at the same time to calm themselves down.
Ye Tingmu kept repeating in his heart, I'm not angry, I'm not angry.
Li Gao stood up and said viciously: "If you believe your words again, I will die in the river..."
Dongfang Qingzhu was standing next to them, picking up the biscuit with her little hands and stuffing it into her mouth bit by bit, then chewing it gently.
The atmosphere fell silent again, eerie and quiet.
It’s really no wonder that the three of them are so different.
How does the saying go?
The higher the expectations, the greater the disappointment.
The little monk is as ferocious as a tiger and everyone who sees him has to say he is awesome.
But the truth is, once you take a bite, the five flavors become a mixture, a real mixture of five flavors.
We can make any flavor for you.
Ye Tingmu was almost carried away on the spot.
Li Gao almost died on the spot.
After everyone finished their meal, they prepared to rest.
Ye Tingmu couldn't sleep.
He came to the river and sat down, staring at the starry sky above his head, lost in thought.
Not long after, Dongfang Qingzhu also came over.
Sit down beside him.
"Why aren't you sleeping?"
Ye Tingmu shook his head.
"Can't sleep, how about you?"
Dongfang Qingzhu twisted his fingers, an unpleasant look on his face.
"I can't sleep either..."
Ye Tingmu naturally knew what she was thinking.
So I comforted him: "Don't worry, your grandpa will be fine, we can find him."
In response to Ye Tingmu's comfort, Dongfang Qingzhu just smiled gently.
No answer was given.
She gathered her skirt and then sat down next to Ye Tingmu.
In fact, the answer is already determined.
No one who has taken the initiative to break the seal and enter this place has ever come out alive.
Even a saint can't do it, so how could her grandfather be an exception?
The reason she came here was just to give herself an explanation.
The ancestor is dead and the whereabouts of grandpa is unknown.
She doesn't want to lose again, but she is also afraid of losing.
But there are some things that she has no say over.
The two sat there in silence.
There was a gentle breeze, bringing a hint of coolness.
At some point, Dongfang Qingzhu's head gently rested on his shoulder.
He didn't move and continued sitting there.
Dongfang Qingzhu's tranquil face appears even softer in the moonlight.
The long eyelashes trembled slightly from time to time.
This went on for a long time, until dawn.
When Dongfang Qingzhu woke up, there was already a blanket covering her body.
But Ye Tingmu was gone.
She held the blanket carefully, feeling a little lost.
It was already dawn.
It's time to continue on our journey.
Time is tight on this trip.
But they didn't know how far away the so-called immortal tomb was.
The four of them came in front of the White Wolf King.
At this time, the White Wolf King had repaired himself overnight.
The injuries from Ye Tingmu's beating have almost healed.
Ye Tingmu asked.
"Dabai, can I ask you something?"
The White Wolf King replied respectfully: "You say!"
Don’t be fooled by Ye Tingmu’s appearance and friendly appearance.
But it has experienced how powerful this guy is.
"Do you know where the immortal tomb of Wanshou Mountain is?"
I heard the word "immortal tomb".
The expression on the face of the White Wolf King in front of him suddenly changed, with a hint of panic, and his eyes were filled with fear.
This kind of fear is even greater than seeing Ye Tingmu.
Seeing its reaction, Ye Tingmu naturally realized that the other party knew about the immortal tomb.
The White Wolf King was stunned for a moment and then nodded at him.
"Know!"
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