You can smell the aroma of the dishes from a long distance. The rich ones are barbecue. It is sweet and natural creatures. It is unknowingly the season for eating mushrooms again. This is one of the reasons why Wang Hao secretly went down the mountain.

Wang Hao swooped towards the ground and landed next to the big iron pot.

"You can control the sword?" The hunter widened his eyes in surprise.

"Is it the first time you have seen someone else playing swords?" Wang Hao was not polite, picked up a large spoon and served a bowl for himself.

Many people have been looking for Dan King over the years, and sometimes staying at the hunter's house, so he has seen others playing swords, but he is still surprised when he sees the fat man playing swords, because the two are so familiar with each other. In my impression, the fat man seems to have no other advantage except being greedy. But while being surprised, the hunter is also happy for the fat man. The mountain is simple and the living is really remote. The fat man is his only friend. How can he be unhappy when he knows that his friend is so lucky?

"Come and drink." The hunter generously raised the wine bowl.
Chapter completed!