Chapter 134 Baked chicken wings are delicious
When Red Boy heard this, he was indeed attracted. He subconsciously drooled out. He put one hand in his mouth and stared at Tang Xuanzang, and said unbelievably: "If you dare to lie to me, I will roast you and eat it."
Tang Xuanzang looked at Hong Chi'er's greedy appearance and sighed inwardly, "Where did you eat well after leaving your mother's child? He casually said that the roasted chicken wings were so greedy."
Tang Xuanzang exchanged points for a plate of chicken wings, placed them aside, and then made a set of barbecue tools, put the charcoal, and said to Red Boy: "Well, what do you call me?"
Tang Xuanzang asked knowingly, but now he has to finalize his identity. He can't make a mistake.
The little girl stared at Tang Funghuan's magic tricks and made so many strange things. She stared at the short chicken wings and said in confusion: "Often I usually use a chicken one by one. Such small wings are not enough for me to stuff my teeth."
"Girl, answer my question first, put your question behind." Tang Xuanzang tinkered with the barbecue rack, and then started skewers of chicken wings with bamboo sticks.
"Okay! For the sake of your roast chicken wings, I can tell you my true identity." The little girl announced proudly, then waved her hand, and the red bellyband fluttered in the wind again. Then, Tang Xuanzang saw another scene that she shouldn't have seen. Then Tang Xuanzang had to sigh deeply and constantly remind himself.
This is just a little kid, really a little kid. Although he is hundreds of years old in his cultivation, he looks like he is a seven or eight-year-old child, and he is comparable to Zhu Ziqing!
Red Boy was completely aware of Tang Sanzang's eyes, and his eyes had turned into a straight line at this moment, staring at him tightly, but no matter how he looked, his eyes were always a bit despicable and vulgar.
"Tang Funeral, listen well! I am the son of Bull Demon King, and my mother is the Rakshasa girl of the Fire Mountain. I have been practicing in the Fire Mountain for three hundred years since I was a child. I have refine the Samadhi True Fire. I have a great magical power and are nicknamed the Holy Infant King. You can also call me Red Boy. This is my nickname. How about it? Is my origin? Did you scare you to death?" The proud little girl laughed with her waist and obviously fell into the happiness of self-creation.
Tang Xuanzang was brushing oil on chicken wings. Red Boy shrugged and laughed, but he exposed himself again. Tang Xuanzang's brush fell to the ground. He opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but he was stunned for a moment.
"Awesome! The awesome people have no clothes to wear. You are really working hard. Go back and ask your father to make you a piece of clothes. How could the king not even have open crotch pants and wear a red bellyband?" Tang Xuanzang kindly reminded: "But the name of your holy baby is indeed very big, but it won't scare me to death."
When Red Boy heard this, he nodded in agreement and said, "Oh, you are right. How can I not have cool clothes without cool clothes? However, I think this red bellyband is also very good, it is cool when I wear it on my body, and it is very convenient for me to pee. I hate wearing pants the most."
Bang! Tang Xuanzang, who had completely collapsed, fell directly from the stone pier and fell to the sky. After a while, Tang Xuanzang reached out and raised his thumb: "Girl, I'm convinced you! You are amazing! You are amazing."
Hongboy didn't understand what Tang Xuanzang meant. She thought he was praising him and was in a better mood. She laughed and said, "You monk is very interesting. What you said makes me very happy. That's right, the chicken wings you prepared must not be enough for me to eat."
Tang Xuanzang had already put the chicken wings on the seasonings and held the plate and said, "Come on, fire-breathing girl, ignite these charcoals for me, wait, don't use your Samadhi True Fire, just use the average low fire, don't burn my barbecue rack to ashes."
Red Boy swept over the plate that Tang Xuanzang was holding. The chicken wings inside had wing tips and middle wings. At first glance, he felt like he wanted to eat. He immediately looked at the strange metal rack in front of him and pointed at the charcoal with his fingers and said, "Is it just these charcoal?"
Tang Xuanzang nodded and replied, "The chicken wings you roasted with fire must taste great."
"Then I'll try it!" Red Boy stared at the charcoal, took a deep breath, and then opened his mouth and saw a ball of red flame gushing out, instantly submerging the entire barbecue rack.
Tang Xuanzang covered his face speechlessly with his hands, wanting to cry without tears. Why is it so difficult to communicate with a naughty child?
"Didn't you agree to use a small fire? What did you do?" Tang Xuanzang roared immediately, because the poor barbecue rack had been burned to black by everyone. Then Tang Xuanzang reached out and touched it immediately.
Red Boy grabbed his head and pouted, "You said you're a little smaller, this is my youngest hotness."
"Then it's a little smaller! I'll see that charcoal is not a rack?" Tang Xuanzang took out another big rack, put the charcoal again, then took Hongbo'er's hand, pulled it to the rack, and said, "Did you see this charcoal?"
"See it." Red Boy nodded and was suddenly and seriously Tang Sanzang was stunned.
Tang Xuanzang nodded and said, "Do you understand if you use the smallest fire to ignite these charcoal?"
"I understand, but I can't do such a small flame?" Red Boy said aggrievedly. His Samadhi True Fire is all the flames that kill people. It is important to have great fire and great power. How could he use it like this?
Tang Xuanzang rolled his eyes and said, "Can't do it? Then what kind of holy infant king do you think? I think it's useless king, right?"
Isn't useless? I'm so proud of my face and full of self-esteem, Red Boy immediately opened his eyes wide and stared at Tang Xuanzang and said, "You said I can't do it?"
"I didn't say that I can't do it, but you said it yourself. You can't handle small things like lighting charcoal? Why are you so powerful? Go and fool the ghosts." Tang Xuanzang deliberately teased this stupid little girl.
Girls who usually use fire have a hot temper. When they hear Tang Sanzang ridicule, how could Red Boy bear it?
She yelled and pushed Tang Xuanzang away, stared at her beautiful big eyes, poked the charcoal with her hand, and shouted: "I'm just a charcoal! It's just a charcoal. How could such a simple thing stump me? Look at it! My flame......"
Tang Xuanzang had already dodged ten steps away. If this girl failed, she would not want to suffer.
Hu Hong Haier tried his best to control the flames. As soon as the flames were spewed out of his mouth, they quickly became larger. However, because of the flames that were strongly controlled, the red flame did not shoot out, but fell directly, and then exploded suddenly, turning into a small cloud, directly swallowing Red Haier and the barbecue rack.
Standing in the distance, Tang Xuanzang covered his face with his hands, and was about to cry again without tears. Naughty kid, just light a charcoal. You are forcing me to use a match!
"Do it! I'll do it myself!" Tang Xuanzang was really angry this time. He originally planned to let the fire-sucking girl ignite the charcoal, so the grilled chicken wings must be very fulfilling.
Ask me why? Red Boy roasted chicken wings! This sign and this momentum are really great.
Red Boy stared at the scrapped barbecue rack in frustration. Her eyes were dull and she said in disbelief: "How could it be? I just want to eat a roasted chicken wing. Why is it so difficult? I think my Holy Infant King can't even ignite it? What kind of king should I be?"
Your IQ is off the line, this kid
"Give up!" Tang Xuanzang comforted kindly: "Let uncle come!"
"No! Give me another air!" Hongboer said with great determination, staring at Tang Xuanzang with bright eyes. The eager eyes made Tang Xuanzang unable to refuse.
Tang Xuanzang took out a barbecue rack again and put the charcoal on it. Tang Xuanzang said, "It's the last one. If you can't do it, just dodge it honestly and let me do it."
Red Boy nodded, took a deep breath, and came to the grill, staring at it like this. Tang Xuanzang avoided it from afar. Just kidding, this naughty child probably would fail again, so he should avoid it a little to save the disaster.
Such a big ball of fire, it's a pity for my barbecue rack.
But after waiting for a long time, Hongboy still stuck out her pussy and carefully studied the charcoal inside the barbecue rack. Tang Xuanzang's head looked over again uncontrollably.
Sin, sin, you can't see it. This is just a child, nothing good to look at!
Close your eyes!
But why do I have to squint into a slit!
No, you can still see the light and the white little fart when you narrow it into a slit.
OK! The left eye was completely closed, but why did the right eye open?
With my strong willpower, I still can't escape my instinct!
No! I can't see it, my right eye was completely closed, but why did my left eye open?
That’s enough! Bear with it, just watch it openly! Anyway, I don’t think so, and she showed it to me! A little brat, just look at it!
Then, Tang Xuanzang stood up in surprise, because he saw that Red Boy finally stopped looking, but reached out to hold the black charcoal in his hand, and then her eyes became brighter and brighter. Finally, she grabbed the charcoal with both hands and laughed up.
This girl was so nervous that she was getting ill by the barbecue? Tang Xuanzang narrowed her eyes and was a little confused.
Then, Red Boy glanced at Tang Xuanzang, and the meaning of that look was obvious.
Those eyes seemed to be able to speak, Tang Funeral, look at me, look at my method.
Red Boy squeezed the black charcoal with both hands, then she turned around, exhaled and spit out a string of fire. Then, in Tang Xuanzang's stunned, the naughty child actually put the charcoal to the edge of the flame and ignited the charcoal.
After a while, the charcoal on the naughty child's hands became red. He pinched the burnt charcoal, and the red boy took the spell and put the charcoal into the barbecue grill.
Next, the fire-breathing girl looked at the burning charcoal, clapped her palms with great joy, laughed loudly, and danced around the barbecue rack, making Tang Xuanzang speechless.
How embarrassed! Just for a few charcoal, I didn’t need to spit out fire without any money, and then rubbed it with the charcoal. I was really convinced. How wise is this girl?
However, no matter what the solution is, as long as it is done, it will be easier to deal with. Although it is a little rough, it is still useful.
"How about Tang Funeral? I, the Holy Infant King, did what I said! I didn't lie to you." Hong Boy said with great enthusiasm, looking at Tang Xuanzang with a smug look.
Tang Xuanzang nodded, walked over, touched the little girl's Chongtian braid and said, "The little girl is doing a beautiful job, very good!"
The red boy who was praised did not care about Tang Xuanzang's actions just now, but pointed at the charcoal fire and said, "How is it? The charcoal fire is very strong, I said it can be done."
This looks like a child doing something and expressing his merits to his parents. Niu Mowang is really cruel. Such a young child left her here alone to guard her, and I don’t know what the idea is.
The joyful Red Boy didn't look like a demon king at this moment, but like a child. She was simply unimaginable for the sake of burning fire, and for a goal, she was determined not to give up.
"Then let's get started!" Tang Xuanzang saw the charcoal fire, so he took the chicken wings beside him and began to supply the monk's roasted chicken wings to Red Boy.
I remember that when I was in the temple, there were no more than 1,000 games in his hands!
The charcoal fire burned, and after a while, the chicken wings emitted a special fragrance. Especially Red Boy, who had just vomited fire for a long time, was already hungry. He smelled this fragrance and couldn't help but urge Tang Xuanzang to say, "Are you okay? I'm so hungry."
(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!