Chapter 5 The prison food is delicious

"I don't know if this rat is good or not. ”

When Jiang Yuhuo saw this big white mouse that looked like he was seven or eight years old, the first thought that came to his heart was actually delicious?

"Don't move, this is the Demon Army's Hidden Rat. ”

The lame old man stretched out his hand to stop Jiang Yuhuo and prevent him from moving.

"I don't dare to move, I'm afraid it will eat me. Jiang Yuhuo's heart was helpless, such a big white rat must be a demon beast, or a tamed spirit beast.

No matter which one it is, the current Jiang Yuhuo is just a heavy life in the Star Realm, and it is estimated that it will be eaten as a snack.

A group of armor-clad demon soldiers entered the ruined temple almost when the lame old man finished speaking.

The leader was a cultivator wearing golden armor with gluttonous patterns on his chest, and his face was shrouded in a mask, and the mask was hideous, and he also looked gluttonous.

The Demon Army of Flying Immortal City is all wearing masks.

Among them, the mask worn by the ordinary demon army is the Tiger Jiao mask.

The mask worn by the generals of the demon army is gluttony.

The mask of the commander of the demon army is a golden dragon and a phoenix.

"Take it away. ”

The gluttonous mask general just glanced at Jiang Yuhuo and the lame old man, and with a wave of his hand, four demon army cultivators with tiger masks immediately stepped forward, took out the shackles, and put them on the necks of Jiang Yuhuo and the lame old man, locking their hands and feet.

"May I ask the General, what have we done wrong?" the lame old man asked in a deep voice.

The gluttonous mask-asked general's gaze fell on the lame old man's face, his brow hidden under the mask furrowed, and his eyes carried undisguised disgust.

This distorted face is too uncomfortable to look at.

"The Hidden Mouse found your scent in the place where the Xuan Snake and Yin Jiu stayed before, and traced it all the way, I suspect that there is some collusion between you and Yin Jiu. The gluttonous mask general said lightly.

The Hidden Mouse is a race of spirit beasts tamed by the Demon Army.

Just like Jiang Yuhuo's police dog in his previous life, with a single scent, he can track down the target who left the scent.

It also has the strength of the heavy building realm, proficient in the ground, and the speed of digging and digging holes is very fast.

"It's really a hell of a start, it's too hard. ”

Jiang Yuhuo secretly complained in his heart, first eating soil and grass, then Yin Jiu fed the black and white spiders, and now he met the Demon Army.

The identity of the grandson of the former sect master of the Hanging Sect can be easily found out with the means of the Demon Army.

When the time comes, I don't know if I will come to force myself to hand over some secret method of ascending immortals?

However, Jiang Yuhuo did not dare to act rashly and was obediently taken away.

The worst strength of the ordinary demon army is in the Chonglou realm.

With Jiang Yuhuo's current strength in the Star Realm, facing any demon army, it is a share of food delivery.

"A junior who is almost an adult and has just broken through the first weight of the Star Realm. ”

The gluttonous mask general looked at the backs of Jiang Yuhuo and the lame old man being taken away, and there was also a look of doubt in his eyes.

"A wasted man whose meridians have been destroyed by demon beasts. ”

"Why did the snake linger in the place where they lived for so long?"

This general of the Demon Army is also a little puzzled.

"Find out who both of them are. ”

"Yes. ”

A Tiger Jiao Imperial Demon Army answered, and soon disappeared.

The general of the Demon Army glanced at the statue of the land god, which was already headless and handless, and turned to leave.

Behind him, the long-suffering statue of the land god directly shattered and completely dissipated.

"Well, do you have anything to eat here? I'm hungry. ”

Jiang Yuhuo asked the two demon soldiers who were locking the door.

Jiang Yuhuo really felt hungry, the lame old man had been out for seven or eight days before, and before this body returned to normal, he would have to breathe for a few more steps, and it was impossible for him to make money to eat or something.

A few days ago, Jiang Yuhuo couldn't enjoy the ascension of the Immortal Realm boss on the mountain, but instead became scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, but he didn't really have the leisure to appreciate how miserable these Ascending Immortal Realm bosses died.

It is clear that the predecessor quietly ran to the mountains and ate grass with the Heaven Swallowing Technique.

When Jiang Yuhuo's soul pierced this body, it happened that this body was constipated, and the memory of the predecessor was indeed because he had no money to eat and was so hungry that he ate grass with the Heaven Swallowing Technique

As a result, the predecessor was malnourished, or it may have been unable to digest or poisoned, and died, which is cheaper than the current Jiangyuhuo.

After Jiang Yuhuo crossed over, he was a penniless poor ghost, and he was also desperate, so he could only go up the mountain to eat grass and soil.

In the four or five days since he came to this day, Jiang Yuhuo has not eaten food seriously.

Swallowing black and white spiders alive doesn't count.

"I'm probably the worst time traveler. ”

Jiang Yuhuo's heart was a little sad, cultivation can't be used as food, the aura of heaven and earth can nourish and strengthen the body, but there is no way to fill his stomach as food.

There is no grass growing in this iron prison, and even the ground is made of steel, and there is no soil to eat the soil.

The burning hunger in his stomach drove Jiang Yuhuo crazy.

Jiang Yuhuo felt that he would be the first traverser to be starved to death.

He missed the half of the roast chicken that was thrown to the ground by the lame old man at the moment.

My heart hurt so much that I couldn't breathe.

The power of the macaroni spider after it was burned was all used to make up for the deficit in Jiang Yuhuo's body before.

The two Demon Army cultivators just glanced at Jiang Yuhuo lightly, didn't speak, and after locking the prison door, they quickly left.

Jiang Yuhuo looked helpless, so he could only sit cross-legged and began to practice.

Only in this way did the burning hunger in his stomach ease slightly.

As soon as Jiang Yuhuo settled down and seduced the aura of heaven and earth into his body, he noticed that there was movement outside, and he couldn't help but stop cultivating and open his eyes to look.

A demon army cultivator casually put a plate into the iron prison.

Inside the plate was a bowl of rice, a cup of clear soup, a plate of green vegetables, and a large piece of meat that looked like braised pork.

After the Demon Army cultivator put down the food plate, he still turned around and left in silence.

"I don't have the surname Wang, and I wouldn't rather starve to death than eat. ”

"I'd rather be poisoned than starved. ”

Jiang Yuhuo's vicious dog pounced like a food.

Rice, vegetables, clear soup and fist-sized braised pork all entered the stomach, not the big ding in the body.

"It smells so good. ”

Jiang Yuhuo's stomach could only be regarded as half-filled, but this was the first time he had eaten seriously since he came to this world.

"It's better to be full than hungry. ”

"I didn't expect the prison meal of the Demon Army to be quite good. ”

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Yuhuo's face showed a thoughtful look.

"It seems that neither the food nor the meat have entered the mysterious Dading in my body. ”

"So, this mysterious Dading only eats raw?"

Jiang Yuhuo finally had time to think about the mysterious Dading in his body that contained a round of sun.

"When I entered the inner view, I did not see the existence of this mysterious Dading. ”

"But I can clearly know that he is in my stomach, and that the grass, soil, and spiders I have eaten have indeed fallen into the ding. ”

"Why didn't the cooked rice, vegetables, and meat go in?"

"Does it need to be undercooked? or alive?"

"Dirt doesn't have much life. ”