Seeing Wang Mu lying on the ground like a dog, Leng Yu was a little excited, remembering that she had also raised a wolf dog before, but she was not very obedient, she didn't bark when she should bark, but she kept barking when she shouldn't, so she slaughtered it with a knife and made a big pot of dog meat and ate it beautifully.

And this dragon seems to be much smarter than the wolfdog, maybe he can train and raise a pet.

But the eyes are really not very pleasing......

Leng Yu looked at Wang Mu's eyes like dead fish and pursed his mouth.

After letting her, she gathered a light blade in her palm, flew into the cage drippingly, and cut a shallow wound on Wang Mu's leg.

Wang Mu gritted his teeth fiercely, and the anger in his heart almost gushed out, but he still held them in his heart and didn't show them.

He didn't know why Leng Yu wanted to hurt him, he could only sigh in his heart that a woman's heart was elusive, and he was still being abused like this, which was really unreasonable.

But how could Wang Mu know that although the girl had an extremely beautiful face, she had a ruthless nickname, and was called a scorpion beauty by the people in the cultivation world.

Although she is an out-and-out good girl in front of her grandfather, he is ruthless to others, notoriously unreasonable, walking on the street and seeing ugly ones, sometimes poisoning and assassinating them......

Leng Yu saw that Wang Mu was still with her head down, and she didn't lick it with her tongue, she frowned, and another light blade arose in her hand, which flashed twice but still didn't cut out, and dissipated into a point of light.

"Could it be that this dragon's eyes were originally as godless as dead fish?" Leng Yu guessed.

She didn't pay much attention to Jiaolong, an existence that was not beneficial to herself, but after a while, she forgot the dragon's eyes when she first saw Jiaolong, and she could only guess out of thin air.

This is exactly what Wang Mu wants to see, now he doesn't want to have too much conflict with her, and he is not in a hurry to escape, he needs to plan slowly, borrow their medicinal materials to increase his cultivation, and increase the chance of successfully escaping.

A pill rolled in front of Wang Mu, was swallowed by him in one gulp, and turned into 500 devouring points into his body.

Wang Mu almost screamed in recklessness, if he continued like this, he would definitely be able to easily break through the next realm, and then break through the cage and teach the people who arrested him a hard lesson, not to mention devouring them alive, but also giving them enough hardship.

But after waiting for a while, the cyan pill was not thrown in, Wang Mu raised his head and saw that there was still a shadow of cold jade in front of him, and only a blue and white vase was left on the ground.

"This little girl is gone, I want to eat more......"

Wang Mu sighed secretly in his heart.

"That's it, anyway, taking drugs is not good for my future cultivation, so I'll still rely on my own cultivation for a while. ”

Wang Mu comforted, and then coiled up like a snake, incorporating the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth into his body, feeling the Dao rhyme of the breeze.

But Wang Mu doesn't have orthodox cultivation techniques, and the effect of cultivation really can't be compared with pills, and the devouring point is only one per minute.

This was really slow compared to 500 points per second, so Wang Mu stopped after practicing for half an hour and began to look at the situation around him.

"Cultivation is really not as simple as eating, what do you think? ”

Wang Mu put away his fangs and tried his best to speak kindly to the tiger in the cage beside him, hoping to get more information from his mouth.

"Whew...... Whoop......"

A sound like pulling a bellows came out of the tiger's throat, a bunch of white foam came out of the corner of his mouth, and his cloudy eyes instantly turned up, and he glared at Wang Mu with a pair of eyes that were whiter than white paper......

"Friends?"

Wang Mu said weakly, although he wanted to help the tiger, he was now trapped in the cage, and he could only watch the white tiger convulse, and finally kicked his legs and lost his life.

A faint sense of desolation came out of Wang Mu's heart, the tiger is a demon clan, he is also a demon clan, he is a family, how can he not be sad?

Black blood flowed from the tiger's seven orifices, emitting a pungent stench, and although he had just died, he exuded the rancid smell of seven or eight days of death, as if the tiger's body had already rotted before it died.

Wang Mu quietly looked at the tiger's face, silently remembering the last appearance of the king of beasts.

Suddenly, the white of the tiger's eyes protruded, and then a cloudy eyeball fell, and a green-headed centipede poked its head out, and then crawled up on the tiger's body.

The green-headed centipede is 30 centimeters long, and I don't know how it got into the tiger's body in the first place, and how much effort it took to bite the tiger to death.

Seeing the centipede biting on the tiger's body and caving out new wounds one after another, Wang Mu felt sad in his heart.

He remembered that when his body was paralyzed, the white-eyed old man broke his mouth and stuffed a white and fat bug......

He had thought that the infinite devouring system in his body would devour it, but now he had changed his mind.

"This infinite devouring system is not working from time to time, who knows if he has swallowed the worm in his body, if not, the worm will not be feasted on in my body, and finally bite through the skull and drill out?"

It seems that it is really urgent to improve the strength, if the poisonous insect dies, it is good to lie here, but I am afraid that if the insect does not die, kill yourself in the cage, this ending is too funny!

Wang Mu shook his head, driving away the nonsense in his mind, he summoned the Demon Breaking Flying Knife with a thought, looked at the extremely fine silk in front of him and the cage rod covered with inscriptions, and gritted his teeth, as if he had made some difficult decision.

He quickly swung the knife in his hand and cut off a piece of flesh from his arm.

Without Leng Yu's special energy, the wound on Wang Mu's arm instantly scabbed over and stopped bleeding, and it would only take a few hours for it to heal completely.

He waved the slices of his flesh in his hand, and the bright red blood dripped to the ground, like the most famous blood pearl in the South China Sea.

The green-headed centipede stopped biting at the tiger's flesh, raised its head and swung its body, and after a while it stopped, crawling to a position with its slender legs.

And he crawled towards Wang Mu's cage, to be precise, crawled towards the flesh and blood in Wang Mu's hands.

These poisonous insects devour the essence and blood and are born, and regard flesh and blood as the only food, how can they resist the temptation of the noble dragon blood?

The seventy-two thin legs of the green-headed centipede swayed, and soon crawled into Wang Mu's cage, leaning up as if he wanted to jump up and fight for the flesh and blood in Wang Mu's hands.

Smack.

The piece of flesh was thrown to the ground by Wang Mu, and the green-headed centipede hurriedly pounced, opening its chelica teeth and biting on it.

Wang Mu's face was serious, and the demonic energy climbed up to his claws, and hit the green head of the green-headed centipede with the power of electric light, beating its green head to pieces, and the green water splashed all over the ground.

As the saying goes, a hundred-legged insect dies but does not stiffen, and although the green-headed centipede has been smashed flat, its body is still struggling, and it looks a little more lively than when it has a head.

Wang Mu quietly watched the headless centipede struggle, he wanted to do something that he had never done before, but this matter was a bit big, and he still hadn't made up his mind until now.

His ears moved, and he seemed to hear faint footsteps.

In a hurry, he grabbed the centipede on the ground and put it in his mouth, his fangs bit on the carapace and made a clicking sound, green blood filled his mouth, and he hated it, he scooped up the broken head on the ground and threw a piece of his own flesh into his mouth, and then he lay on the ground, closed his eyes, and pretended that nothing had happened.

Two black-robed poison masters walked over, holding herbs in their hands, as if they were coming to feed the demon beast, and one of them was about to speak, but glanced forward and swallowed his words, and replaced them with other words.

"Ren Dashui, look, the tiger's seven orifices are bleeding to death!"

"Don't panic, this must be a cold old green armored centipede! You are watching here, I'll inform the adults......"

The two put away the herbs, the emaciated man turned around to report the news, and the burly man stayed, his face full of seriousness, and the invisible wind lifted his black robe, as if he was going all out.