He was obviously just a prisoner, but he was beaten up in the woodshed. After beating him, he was so careless and sat in front of Shura, the Demon Sect who ate meat. This behavior seemed to be very arrogant no matter how he looked at it.

However, Shen Lang had no such awareness at all. He thought to himself that he hadn't eaten for three days, and came over to have a good meal. Is this too much?

Of course this is not an exaggeration.

But you, an old guy who has lived for hundreds of years, and a powerful man in the cave realm, actually compete with me for meat to eat? Is this too good?

Thinking of this in my heart, Shen Lang was not angry as he watched his piece of meat being stolen, because there was still a lot of meat on the plate.

So he gave up the original piece of meat and said to Du Eshura: "Hmph, boy, I have always respected the elderly and loved the young. If you steal my meat, I can't ignore you."

After saying this, he flipped his chopsticks and picked up a bite of the more plump braised pork, and said with great urgency: "But everyone only has a pair of chopsticks. Now I'm picking up another piece of meat, so you'll grab it again."

Poisonous Asura was speechless. He wanted to grab the meat again, but his only pair of chopsticks had already picked up the meat. If he put the meat down and deliberately grabbed the meat again, it would be too boring.

But if this guy eats the meat on his plate like this, wouldn’t it be too shameful?

"Hmph! Boy! Haven't you noticed that no one dared to touch the plate I've moved again?" Duo Eshura sneered.

Only then did Shen Lang realize that although these three great demons were eating on the same table, they were extremely strange and clearly distinguished, and no one touched any other's dishes.

The thin old guy, Duoe Shura, is the most domineering. Not only did he occupy the delicious braised pork, but he also occupied the hairy crabs and braised fish. And no one touched the things he had touched again.

The cold beauty of the Demon Sect Saint seems to prefer spicy food, and is only interested in the spicy and sour fish in front of her, and will not touch any other dishes. Others will never touch the spicy and sour fish she likes.

Kuiwu Shura, a big and thick man, actually feasted at the old grass head, and his appearance seemed a bit weird. Because in Shen Lang's opinion, such a strong body should not only like to eat these vegetarian dishes.

Then, he found that the burly Shura was eating vegetarian dishes, and his eyes glanced at other plates from time to time, with a look of helplessness and a little pitiful.

Shen Lang suddenly figured out a problem and couldn't help but feel funny.

The saint of Suwen Demon Sect, Leng Yanji, has a cleanliness obsessed with it, and I am afraid that she is unwilling to share delicious food with others, so the dishes she eats are not allowed to be eaten by others.

This guy, Poei Shura, practiced poison skills, and his whole body was highly poisonous. Who dared to touch the vegetables he had touched? I believe Kuiwu Shura was also very taboo about this, for fear of being poisoned by unlucky, so he did not compete with Poei Shura for food.

And the guy named Duoe Shura was a bit shameless, and he actually occupied most of the meat.

So, he couldn't eat the saint's dishes and didn't dare to eat poisonous vegetables, so he had to eat the sauce, grass head and boiled cabbage pitifully.

"How about it? Do you still dare to eat my braised pork?" Poe Shura showed a smug smile.

After practicing the poison skills, there were many inconveniences. However, when it comes to eating, he has always been domineering. Looking at the entire demonic path, no one dared to compete with him. This seemed to be his pride and privilege, and the source of his pride.

"Haha, why don't you dare? Such delicious meat can't be eaten even if it is stuck in chopsticks, so it looks pitiful?" Shen Lang smiled slightly, and put the picked meat in his mouth without hesitation and chewed it.

Even the meat that Poisonous Asura moved was still delicious, and the sweet but not greasy taste made him linger.

However, when he swallowed his flesh into his abdomen, he suddenly felt a slight cold inside his body and his body trembled slightly.

"Haha! I want to ask for trouble!" Poisonous Sulu smiled and said, "Don't blame me for not reminding you that the meat on my plate is not that delicious. Be careful to poison you half to death."

However, just after he finished saying this, Shen Lang actually picked up another piece of meat, tasted it more naturally and comfortably, and said with a smile: "The piece was a bit cold before, but it was freshly picked up from the broth and it was more delicious."

Poisonous Eshura was stunned and looked at Shen Lang incredibly. There was a terrible cold poison in his body, so anything he touched would inevitably be stained with toxins. If you taste it a little, you would have to endure the pain of suffering.

But why did this guy eat so naturally and so happy? Unconsciously, a strange feeling that he had never had before quietly brewed in the heart of Poeh Shura.

Kuiwu Shura looked up at Shen Lang, and vaguely figured out some things, and couldn't help but feel a little envious of Shen Lang. But he didn't say much, nor did he stop Shen Lang from sitting here for dinner.

After all, the ability to eat the kind of dishes is the simplest truth in the world. Besides, Shen Lang ate the dishes of Poeh Shura, and this matter has nothing to do with him. He even felt that Poeh Shura finally met a nemesis, and someone actually dared to compete with Poeh Shura for meat to eat. This scene was really interesting.

The saint Leng Yanji was still lowering her head and eating her hot and sour fish. Her little mouth, which was covered in red oil, became even more red. She kept blowing the slices of meat she picked up, but she never looked at Shen Lang or anyone else.

It seems that her cleanliness is not only reflected in life, but also in spirit. So, when she sits there, it feels like she is in an independent world, and everything outside has nothing to do with her.

No one paid attention to Shen Lang, and Shen Lang ignored others. He ate braised pork and had to eat braised fish. After ate braised fish, he also ate hairy crabs. He feasted and did not eat it happily.

Poison Shura finally came to his senses, because at the speed of Shen Lang's wind storm, his food would be finished in a short while, and he was about to usher in the first meal in his life that he could not eat enough.

"Eat and eat! You won't kill you!" Poisonous Eshura said angrily.

"Hehe, I'm not afraid of the poison of the Tiande Yuan Gu, but I'm still afraid of the little poison on your body?" Shen Lang said indifferently.

He is proficient in the Taoist magic skills that have been lost for many years, so he is naturally not afraid of extreme poison. In fact, even if he does not use the Taoist magic skills, the true fire in his body can easily dispel the cold poison.

After all, it was just a little poison that was exposed to during meals. How could it hurt him?

Poison Shura looked at this guy speechlessly, and a strange feeling in his heart became even stronger. He didn't know how to deal with Shen Lang for a moment.

However, Shen Lang looked at the hideous poison spots on his old face and continued, "Oh! By the way, it is said that practicing poison skills is very painful. After all, before poisoning others, the first person to poison yourself is yourself. You are also a lot of age. I believe that the toxins have been deposited in your body for a long time. You should be more at ease in the future and don't accidentally kill yourself. For example, you can be lighter in your diet, which can at least reduce the burden on your liver."

Shen Lang was obviously talking sarcastic, but Duo Eshura was stunned again. At the same time, he finally understood what the special feeling Shen Lang brought him...
Chapter completed!