Specters of the Seven-Day Trial Chapter 47

In front of the wooden house, there were three bonfires. For the first time in so many days, smoke rose among the cold fir forests, and the aroma of barbecue wafted in the air.

Riley Gu took the roasted venison leg off the rack and placed it on a stone slab.

The surface of the meat was still sizzling with oil, and the color was an attractive honey color, full of luster. When you poked the roasted and tender skin with a fork, hot steam came out from it, and the aroma of meat filled your nose.

Fan Weiwei next door was so envious that she cried.

Fan Weiwei chewed the freshly roasted meat like chewing wax. Holding the bowl, she looked eagerly in Riley Gu's direction and complained, "It's all meat from the same deer. Why is the roasted meat of others so good?"