Douluo: My wife Qian Renxue gave birth to the Seven Calabash Brothers

He first searched around and found some dry and thick branches, which he instantly ignited with his magical flame, and then carefully built a simple grill.

Then, he skillfully cut off the ice scorpion's pincers and tail, carefully placed them on the fire and slowly roasted them.

As the flames jumped, soon there came bursts of tempting aroma, which filled the cold air, as if adding a touch of warmth and worldly flavor to this white world.

The fourth child couldn't wait to move forward, staring at the sizzling, greasy icy scorpion meat, his saliva almost dripping.

He took a big bite, "Wow, it smells so good!" The golden roasted ice scorpion meat was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and the unique aroma instantly spread in his mouth.

The wonderful taste made him squint his eyes in satisfaction, with an intoxicated look on his face.

He chewed with big mouthfuls, his mouth full, and he didn't even bother to talk, he just kept eating.

"Mmm... delicious, delicious."

Siwa's mouth was full of oil, and his hands and face were also covered with oil stains, but he didn't care and continued to eat voraciously.

In a short while, the ice scorpion's pincers and tail were eaten up by him.

He was still not satisfied, so he cut the body of the Ice Jade Scorpion into small pieces and continued to roast them over the fire. Each piece of meat was roasted to perfection, tender and juicy.

He ate with gusto, and made "hmm" sounds of praise from time to time.

Finally, the fourth child ate the ice scorpion cleanly, without even a trace of residue left.

He patted his round belly contentedly and burped loudly, "Now I'm finally full, I feel full of energy!"

After resting for a while, Siwa stood up, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, looked ahead with firm eyes, and continued to move forward into the depths of the Far North.

His steps were firm and powerful, and his heart was full of desire and expectation for inheritance.

After eating and drinking, Si Wa continued to move forward. After walking a long way, the surroundings were still white and silent, and he did not find anything new. But he had just finished eating the ice scorpion, and he suddenly became more energetic. At this time, he was already jumping and stepping on the ice, very happy.

He was in a particularly good mood. Standing on a piece of white snow, looking up at the sky, the clear blue sky and the white snow formed a beautiful contrast.

He took a deep breath, feeling the cool and pure air of the Far North, a satisfied smile on his face.

He ran happily on the snow. The flames under his feet made a sizzling sound when they came into contact with the snow, leaving a string of charred footprints.

The fourth child ran and laughed, and his laughter echoed in this silent far north, as if bringing vitality and vigor to this world of ice and snow.

There was an ice lake not far away, and the fourth child ran over curiously.

He squatted down, looked at his reflection on the ice, and couldn't help but smile mischievously.

He stretched out his finger and gently touched the ice surface. The temperature of the flame instantly melted the ice surface into a small dent.

He found it very interesting and began to draw on the ice. The flames streaked across the ice, leaving strange traces.

"Hehe, it's quite fun here. It would be even more fun if mom, dad, and brothers were here."

Then, Siwa found a pile of snow and started to make a snowman with great interest.

He used the power of fire to compact the snow, and soon he had made a big snowman.

He found some small stones as the snowman's eyes and mouth, and used a branch as the snowman's arms. Looking at his masterpiece, Siwa clapped his hands happily and jumped around the snowman.

(End of this chapter)