Squatting by the fire, looking at the food in the soup pot and the wine that had already been prepared, Zhang Wuwu muttered to himself, "These people will really enjoy it, but now it's cheaper for me!"

As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed a big bone and gnawed it.

"Well, yes, sheep thigh!"

When the sound fell, Zhang Wuwu drank a large sip of soju again, and the two matched each other, not to mention how beautiful it was.

The four-legged insect smelled the aroma, and the thorn suddenly came out of Zhang Wuwu's arms, with a hala on his mouth, and he also wanted to eat it, but without Zhang Wuwu's permission, he was still relatively honest.

After all, Zhang Wuwu is his father, if he doesn't even listen to his father's words, he will inevitably be beaten.

"Aren't you going to digest it? don't you sleep?" Zhang Wuwu looked at the four-legged insect in amazement.

The two front paws of the four-legged insect waved vigorously in front of Zhang Wuwu, as if they wanted to say something, but Zhang Wuwu pursed his lips, indicating that he didn't understand at all.

At this moment, the four-legged insect was in a hurry, and kept jumping from Zhang Wuwu's arms to his shoulders, and then from his shoulders to his arms.

Over and over again, scratching his ears and cheeks, he was anxious like an ant on a hot pot.

But Zhang Wuwu didn't know what it wanted to express at all, and finally chose to ignore it directly.

Drinking wine and eating food alone, I was so happy.

The four-legged insect looked at the dwindling food and wine, its mouth trembled, its eyes full of longing, and its two small front paws rested on its eyes, covering them from time to time.

But in the end, it was as if I wanted to eat the food, so I opened my eyes again.

Harazi flowed a lot, but Zhang Wuwu just didn't seem to realize it and didn't pay attention to it at all.

In the end, the four-legged insect directly bit Zhang Wuwu's fingers and his front paws.

Stack their blood mouths on top of each other so that each other's blood communicates.

Zhang Wuwu was in pain and wanted to shake it off, but when he saw that the eyes of the four-legged insect were slightly closed, as if some ritual was being carried out, he stopped the action he was about to make.

And as the little guy progressed, Zhang Wuwu's blood slowly began to boil for some reason, and his eyes began to turn red.

Zhang Wuwu's body, with a hideous face, exploded, and he flew directly into the void outside the building, and then subconsciously threw away the little guy.

But the little one also opened his eyes at this time.

The little guy was awake, but Zhang Wuwu was in a heart-rending struggle at this time.

After the little guy's blood entered Zhang Wuwu's body, it caused his blood to boil violently.

Zhang Wuwu's blood was composed of the purest and purest chaotic qi, and at this time, through the infection of the little guy, they were undergoing earth-shaking changes.

Although it is still so pure and pure, it has been stimulated with another ability—purification and devouring.

The mutation of blood drives the mutation of the ability of the whole body, which is undoubtedly a very painful process, but Zhang Wuwu survived it.

When he opened his eyes that had been closed for a long time with unkempt hair, he saw a bright light blooming out.

Zhang Wuwu's eyes were as dazzling as the noon sun, and the little guy who pierced directly didn't dare to look at it directly.

Cracking his big mouth, Zhang Wuwu looked a little demonic, looked at his palm, and saw that on the palm at this time, a long ravine mark was like a cut wound, hideous and terrifying.

And his eyes are also black and white at this time.

"Boss, you're perverted!"

The little guy's voice resounded in Zhang Wuwu's mind, and since Zhang Wuwu had already endured the ritual of the four-legged worm, he naturally already knew the meaning of the ritual.

It's just that what makes him a little strange is why this dragon monster has such a weird ability?

In the long time since he had been in charge of the Heavenly Court, he had never found a monster or a god's mount that could have such abilities.

At most, it has some spirituality, can speak to people, and is as powerful as a four-legged insect, but I really haven't seen it.

The four-legged insect can not only communicate with Zhang Wuwu's heart, but even stimulate Zhang Wuwu's ability.

Purification and devouring, these two points, no matter which point they are, are the ability to defy the sky.

Just as Zhang Wuwu was groaning, there were fluctuations of power in the east, south and north at the same time.

Dozens of powerful auras attacked from far and near, forming a trap.

Seeing this, Zhang Wuwu's figure flew over, and he returned directly to the fire, and then closed the surroundings with broken wooden planks again.

It's fun to have friends from afar!

Since a guest came, he naturally wanted to entertain him with good wine and meat.

Carrying the four-legged worm in one hand, he threw it directly into the soup pot, while he himself gently poured a glass of wine.

When three waves of people landed in this building at the same time, they gathered outside the broken wooden wall, and no one approached it, because no one could see the strangeness in it.

If their own people have already subdued Zhang Wuwu, then they will definitely come out to see their gang.

But now......

"Boss, you can devour the spirit of these people!" The four-legged insect swam freely in the soup pot, gnawing on large pieces of meat while swimming, so happy.

"I'll try it first!" Zhang Wuwu stood up, and the planks around him shattered at the same time.

"Ah, where are our people, what about the old devil?" someone looked at Zhang Wuwu in horror.

"Old Devil, is it just that old man who is thin?" Zhang Wuwu frowned and looked at the person who spoke, only to see that he was about the same age as the old devil, but his eyes were a little sharper than the old devil.

"I've already sent him back to the furnace to rebuild, but I don't know if he has become a fertilized egg now!" Zhang Wuwu added, but his words were full of reverie, as if he cared about this problem very much.

When the old man on the side heard this, his eyes became a little solemn, he has been with the old devil for thousands of years, and he knows the old devil's personality best, if the enemy is invincible, he will not call himself and others to die.

In that case, there is only one possibility.

Thinking of this, the old man had to change color.

With his hands behind his back, his right hand clenched for a moment, and then stretched out steeply, and the people behind him couldn't help but be stunned when they saw this, but after a while, they fled in all directions like wild horses that had escaped.

"Old man, since you're here, do you think I'll let you go?" Zhang Wuwu said, and the big control hand poured down, starting from the south, with the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, holding dozens of people in three directions directly in his hands.

When the old man saw this, he was terrified.