This time, it was not the sound of water.

It was the sound of Pangu and the others swallowing saliva.

Because, as time passes by, whether it is fried beef or roasted whole lamb, it is becoming more and more fragrant.

Pangu and Ao Yue were fine, because this situation could be seen everywhere in the Pan tribe.

However, Black King Kong and many tribe members of the upper tribe were almost flooding.

After all, both of them, one just knew about barbecue, and the other just saw barbecue for the second time.

It would be good to be able to control yourself and not pounce on it.

"Boss, aren't it okay yet? My saliva is almost dry!"

Seeing that he was almost waiting, Pangu had not announced the beginning, the Black King Kong was so anxious that he scratched his head.

"Well, get ready soon, wait for me to sprinkle salt."
Chapter completed!