Now there were three people eating, after Linghu Chong raised his hand and carved another stone bowl for himself. Using his precious sword, he dug out the roasted chicken and rabbit that had been buried beneath the campfire.
Originally, the two of them had planned to roast these provisions and take them along for the road tomorrow. Now it seemed that tonight, they would cease to exist.
People of the pugilistic world did not fuss over minor details, and Ren Yingying had grown up in the Demonic Cult since childhood, having practically no such rules and taboos. Therefore, she wolfed down this meal. Martial artists, regardless of gender, had large appetites, and surprisingly she ended up eating even more than Linghu Chong.
Chapter 446