"I'm just a little demon, carefree and at ease, killing without batting an eye, eating humans without any salt, downing seven or eight in one gulp, about to burst my belly!"
"Ugh!"
"Ugh!"
"How could humans taste better than Demon Beasts?"
"Pale and bouncy muscles, when roasted over Fierce Fire slowly harden, the proteins turning into amino acids, even reverse fatty acids, the texture becomes chewy and delicious..."
"Then sprinkle on some salt, cumin, and chili powder..."
As the familiar commentary about gourmet China resounded, Li Jing's mouth immediately started to salivate excessively. His already full stomach made sounds like thunder.
So hungry, I really want to eat...
Although the other Demons had no inkling of what Li Jing was thinking, they all inexplicably felt a chill down their spines.
And some from the Demon Clan felt as if they were skewered over a fire, ceaselessly being roasted and turned over...
Strange!
Strange!
This feeling is so odd...
