When li Xianyu and protector monkey returned to the base camp, outside the cave, several small demons were burning a fire. A big pot was on the bonfire, white mist was rising, and the rich meat fragrance was drifting far away.
Of course, it wasn't the boiled dragon guardian. Although snake meat was delicious, he was a Guardian and was loyal. Ice shards would not be willing to cut off her own arm. Of course, if she was already sitting on the whip at that time, the ending might be different.
A big dog was cooking in the pot. Judging from its size, it should be a Black-backed or golden-furred dog. A pet dog with little meat like a Corgi wasn't even qualified to be served.
The Guardians sat around the pot, looking at the dog meat floating in the pot with the peppers and spices.
