Chapter Forty-Eight: The Cocoon

After waiting for a while, the wolf king suddenly stood up and began to walk around the cocoon in a rage, while the wolves around him crouched and whimpered.

Just when Xian Meng wondered what they were going to do, the wolf king suddenly opened his mouth and bit the neck of the giant wolf that was nearest, and blood gushed out in an instant, flowing all over the ground.

However, the strange thing is that the red blood does not seep into the ground, but forms a state of water dripping on the glass. Then the white cocoon in the center emitted a red light, as if there was an inexplicable attraction, gradually converging blood in its direction.

Xian Meng took a breath of cool air, and during this period, the wolf king bit four giant wolves nearby, and the blood was also absorbed by the silkworm cocoon.

When the red light on the cocoon faded, the wolf king finally stopped his restlessness and did not kill the nearby giant wolf again.

The giant wolf crawling around saw that his companion was killed, but he did not make any resistance, on the contrary, his eyes revealed a strange fanaticism.

After that, the wolf king took the lead to go outside the cave, the wolves followed closely, and Xian Meng also dodged and hid outside the cave.

After walking out of the cave, the wolf king did not leave immediately, and instructed other giant wolves to bring branches to cover the entrance of the cave and guard the cave.

After waiting for a while, Xian Meng quietly retreated.

She was sure that she would kill all these giant wolves, but the giant cocoons in the cave were an outlier, especially in addition to the breath of life, there was also a power beyond her cultivation, which was unpredictable.

At this point, it is better to wait and see what happens.

Running wildly all the way, Xian Meng finally rushed back to the tribe before dawn.

The old man and several strong men stood in their respective positions with torches in their hands, looking anxiously into the distance, and saw that there were people on the grassland from far and near, and they were busy taking a few steps forward, and when they saw the people clearly, their hearts were settled.

"Okay, okay, come back, everyone disperse. The old man nodded to the few people around him, and the strong men turned around and walked towards their respective tents.

Xian Meng walked towards this side, and the old man greeted him and asked, "Immortal Master, have you found out what the wolf pack is doing this time?"

Shaking his head, Xian Meng still decided to hide the matter of the huge cocoon, after all, the giant cocoon was unusual, and the old man said that it would only add to his troubles, but he had already placed the position, and if he had time, he could go to explore it again.

"Let's not mention this for now, what happened to the others?" asked Xian Meng.

The old man nodded and said with a smile, "This is the least casualty in many days, everyone is just a little frightened, just take a rest." ”

Xian Meng pondered for a moment, "I estimate that the wolves will come back in the evening, so let's hurry up and pack up our things and hurry, we will try to shorten the trip." ”

Judging from the giant cocoon, the wolf pack attacked the tribe to catch people and water the white cocoon with blood, and their own appearance made their plan fail, so there was a scene where the wolf king killed the giant wolf.

"It's fine. "The old man also wanted to rush to Maofeng Country as much as possible to reduce unnecessary casualties, and now Xian Meng has the same idea as him, so it is naturally the best.

It was another day of non-stop travel, and as it was nearly night, the large army stopped and set up camp, and set up bonfires and braziers around the tents.

Sure enough, as Xian Meng expected, at about the same time as last night, the wolves reappeared, but in comparison, the number was at least half less, and they stopped lingering after seeing the Xian Meng in front, and quickly turned around and left.

The old man's eyes straightened, what kind of reason is this, a soldier who surrenders without a fight? I'm afraid, it was Xianmeng who gave the other party too much deterrent power yesterday, it seems that tomorrow they are afraid that they will not come again, and they can finally sleep well in the past few days.

Xian Meng's heart didn't relax much, there were only five giant wolves killed by the wolf king yesterday, why are there as many as half of them today, can it be ......

"Rest first, and I'll come with you. Xian Meng said, still without waiting for the old man to react, he flew out and followed the wolves away.

The old man sighed, didn't stop waiting for Xianmeng to return like yesterday, glanced at a few strong men around him, and went back to his tent.

The sky was dark and black, and there were no stars compared to last night, so I felt much darker when I walked on the road.

Fortunately, these didn't have much impact on the cultivation of the Immortal Meng at the ninth level of the Qi Refining Period.

The wolves galloped all the way, and soon arrived at the edge of the grassland, the same cave as yesterday, and a group of wolves were already waiting, and it was the wolf king who was the leader.

After the two groups of wolves converged, they walked towards the cave, and at this time Xian Meng noticed that the wolf king was holding something in his mouth, without the breath of life, and looked like some kind of dog, not only that, but the group of wolves behind it also had their own harvest.

"The demonic aura is stronger than yesterday. Sensing the breath on the wolf king's body, Xianmeng's face sank, the huge silkworm cocoon, if it wasn't a bad thing, but the breath didn't feel evil, it was really weird.

He followed the wolves into the cave again, and once again saw the strange ritual of yesterday like a sacrifice.

After the wolf king and the wolves withdrew from the cave, Xian Meng did not leave this time, but found a gap to turn over and enter the cave.

Passing by the piles of white bones on the ground, Xian Meng took a breath, there was no rotten taste and dead air in it, but it was filled with a huge vitality, and the source came from the silkworm cocoon.

The white cocoon is wrapped in filaments and stands in the center of the cave in an oval shape, with piles of gravel underneath, and green crystalline powder flowing out of the cracks of the cocoon like sand and gathering below.

Xian Meng walked around the cocoon, and did not sense anything else from it except for the vigorous vitality.

What the hell is this? I rubbed my chin and searched my mind for the knowledge I had read in the books I had read before, but I didn't get an answer. After a while, there was a little aura condensed in the crickly palm, and it was carefully attached to the surface of the cocoon, wanting to explore the situation inside.

She must be unwilling to leave in a daze, so she decided to give it a try, with the backing of the treasure gourd realm, if there is any danger, it is a big deal to go in.

There are countless treasures in heaven and earth, and there are countless ghosts and spirits.

Then, Xian Meng paid the price for her self-confidence, because when she put her palm on the giant cocoon, a powerful suction force sucked all the little spiritual power in her palm, and then, the pulling force increased the horsepower, and along the meridians of her arm, the spiritual energy in the dantian was also sucked into the bag like a giant whale.

Xian Meng is really anxious now, God, she doesn't want to become a pile of white bones on the ground.

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