After several days in a row, Wang Mu fed the Warcraft eggs with blood twice a day, morning and evening, and as time went by, the demand for blood for the Warcraft eggs also increased.

At first, Wang Mu only had to squeeze out two or three drops of blood, and it would be satisfied, but after a few days, the appetite of the Demon Beast Egg increased greatly, and it still looked like it was still unfinished after feeding six or seven drops of blood each time.

So much so that a few days later, the wound on Wang Mu's finger not only did not heal, but became more serious!

On this day, Wang Mu sweated profusely and squeezed out several drops of blood, but it was quickly absorbed by the Demon Beast egg, he sat on the side panting and said, "You guy is eating more and more, if it goes on like this, I will almost not be able to feed you!"

Wang Mu felt a faint attraction on the shell of the monster egg, he was too familiar with this power, every time the monster egg was not satisfied in the past few days, this attraction would be born, as if the bird in the nest was flapping its wings, stretching its neck to beg for food from its parents.

"Okay, okay! Wang Mu squeezed out a drop of blood from the wound with a painful face, and dripped it on the shell of the monster egg, and soon the bright red blood bead disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Wang Mu has been feeding the Demon Beast eggs blood recently, which has caused his face to look even paler now, giving people the impression of being "good or bad".

He sat on the floor and rested for a while, his eyes full of expectation, looking at the monster egg that emitted a faint red light in front of him, and said to himself, "When will you hatch? I will be busy with exams in a few days, and then I will not have so much time to take care of you now." ”

Wang Mu gently stroked the monster egg, and said hopefully: "Hurry up and hatch!"

"Mu Mu has eaten. Mother's voice sounded downstairs.

Wang Mu had fed a lot of blood to the Demon Beast eggs just now, and he looked a little tired, but when he heard his mother's voice at this moment, he quickly stood up and cleaned up the room, until he was sure that his mother couldn't see anything, and then went downstairs to eat.

Now Wang Mu is looking forward to a sumptuous dinner time every day, and he doesn't eat much to raise himself for nothing, how can there be extra blood to feed that monster egg like a little vampire!

At the dinner table, Wang Mu's mother looked at her son happily and devoured it.

She knew that her son had always been a picky eater and that the amount of food was still very small, but for some reason, since a few days ago, the amount of food suddenly increased greatly, and he no longer picked fat and thin when eating, as long as he could eat, he would definitely be swept away.

Wang Mu's father was leisurely drinking a little wine beside him, and the couple occasionally exchanged glances, obviously very satisfied with the way his son ate!

After eating and drinking, Wang Mu leaned back on the chair and burped contentedly, although he was already full, he still picked up a fruit on the table and nibbled on it.

He was eating something in his mouth, but he was worried in his heart, maybe feeding a dozen drops of blood tomorrow would not be enough to satisfy its appetite, and he had to find a way to get some blood, if he kept bleeding from himself to feed it, I was afraid that he would be drunk by it sooner or later.

But where are you going to get blood? It's nerve-wracking!

After eating another fruit, Wang Mucai breathed a sigh of relief, and then he said goodnight to his parents, turned around and went upstairs to his room.

At the dining table downstairs, Wang Mu's parents were talking in a whisper.

"This kid has a good appetite lately!" said Wang Mu's mother.

Wang Mu's father poured himself a glass of wine and said with a smile: "That's not my wife's craftsmanship!"

Wang Mu's mother rolled her eyes at him, took the wine jug in his hand and said, "Your mouth is like eating honey, you can say it!"

The wine jug in his hand was taken away, and Wang Mu's father was not angry, he happily raised his glass and took a sip of wine, and said: "It seems that Mu Mu has grown taller and stronger recently, but it is getting whiter and whiter, which is a bit bad." ”

Wang Mu's mother glanced at him and said: "Do you want to be like a black charcoal with you?" White skin is pleasing, our son is getting more and more beautiful, maybe there are little girls in the academy who like our son, but I don't know who will be blessed in the future and marry our son." ”

Hearing this, the wine glass in Wang Mu's father's hand trembled, and he almost spilled the wine, looking at his wife with a happy look, he swallowed and said, "Wife, it seems that you said this a little early, he is only fifteen years old......." ”

"What's wrong with being fifteen years old? When you were fifteen years old, you didn't often send me flowers, and you bothered me all day long!" Wang Mu's mother snorted.

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Wang Mu returned to his room and hugged the Warcraft egg into his arms, he originally wanted to use his body temperature to warm the Warcraft egg while reading a book, just like a hen hatching eggs.

How do you know that the blood-soaked Demon Beast egg is like a small stove that warms your hands, and the warmth it exudes warms Wang Mu.

As the night deepened, Wang Mu yawned when he felt sleepiness, he put down the book in his hand, looked down at the monster egg in his arms, and felt its warm temperature.

Wang Mu couldn't put it down and hugged it again, but in the end he was really sleepy, so he put the monster egg back in the wooden box and returned to the bed to sleep.

After the lights were extinguished, the room was dark because there was no trace of light, Wang Mu soon fell asleep, making an even breathing sound, and the monster eggs under the bed also began to emit a misty red light at this moment.

It was late at night, and Wang Mu's parents had already turned off the lights early to rest.

Outside the house is a world of crystal snow and snow, with residual snow hanging from the branches of trees, and the cold wind blows, and the residual snow powder is sprinkled with the wind, and there is silence all around.

In the night sky, a few points of starlight appear exceptionally clear.

In the snow, out of nowhere, a tiger-headed yellow cat appeared, leaving a string of plum blossom-like beautiful footprints on the snow, the cat stopped in front of the house, opened its body to shake off the snow falling on its fur, and flexibly burrowed into the house.

The cat walked through the house with a light and vigorous step, like a king patrolling his territory, and came to the plate that the master of the kitchen had prepared for him, and licked a few sips of milk.

Suddenly, a strange movement caught its attention, and a petite figure crawled carefully on the floor of the living room in the darkness, sniffing and sniffing as if searching for food.

The cat's gaze gradually became cold, as it realized that the figure was a mouse!

When winter comes, there are a lot of rats living in the wild hiding in the houses, and the local residents will keep one or two kittens to watch the house in order to prevent them from wreaking havoc.

Because it is still very useful to use these kittens to deal with mice that are hiding in the house.