The more the brachiopod monster thought about it, the more it felt that this idea was not bad. The way it looked at Yun Qianli became malicious.
Yun Qianli noticed the brachiopod monster’s hostile gaze. Her heart sank, but she sneered on the surface:
“Don’t have any wicked ideas. If you eat me, Yun Qianyi will definitely not let you off.
Don’t you just want to eat meat? I still have some demonic beast meat here. I’ll give it to you.”
While speaking, Yun Qianli threw dozens of Jin of demonic beast meat to the monster.
It was not that she was stingy. Not everyone was like Hei xinjiu, who would pluck feathers out of geese. Even the bodies of worthless demonic beasts were stored in her storage ring as if they were treasures.
With Yun Qianli’s identity and character, unless it was a particularly high-level demonic beast, she would not even glance at it after killing it. Why would she put the corpse of a demonic beast into her storage ring? !