"Hey, I'm going to be embarrassed when you all look at me like that......"

Shen Lu looked at the forty-something people in front of him, smiled awkwardly, and scratched his head.

Isn't it just a breakthrough?

It shocked them like a dirt bun who had never seen the world.

The white-haired old man's beard stretched out his trembling hand, smoothed his beard a few times, and accidentally plucked off a few, twitched the corners of his mouth, and raised his hand.

"Let's go!"

Only then did the group of Tsing Yi disciples withdraw their gaze from Shen Lu and follow the figure of the old man.

The other group, all dressed in white, stayed where they were.

Poison Wushuang aura level four stars, eating difficulty three stars, average taste, Langzhou Poison Sect disciple, third-level high-grade monk.

"Your name is Poison Wushuang, right?

Looking at that guy's embarrassed face, Shen Lu raised his eyebrows, how could it be as if he owed him 200 yuan?

"Less set almost!"

Poison Wushuang gritted his teeth and said.

"Lei Zhu was eaten by you?"

"yes!"

Shen Lu was stunned for a moment, nodded, he didn't know what it tasted like, which made him feel very regretful.

"Then leave your life behind!"

Poison Wushuang laughed a few times and took out a small jar from his arms.

He didn't believe it, how could the thunder bead of the dignified third-grade Thunder Lion be eaten by a wild boy so easily.

Even if this kid didn't explode and died, he broke through by mistake.

But the power of the thunder bead is absolutely impossible to be absorbed, as long as you kill this kid and refine it in the secret technique used, although it is a little troublesome, you can still regain the thunder bead.

As soon as the jar was opened, a black and white long-winged centipede flew out.

"You're going to kill me with this little worm?"

Shen Lu blinked his eyes, did not panic at all, and even licked his lips.

Although Lei Zhu was not particularly hungry after eating it, he didn't mind having some more desserts after dinner.

"Hmph, at first glance, it's a dirt bun in the countryside, this is a Gu worm from my Poison Sect!"

Poison Wushuang sneered and mocked a few words, this Gu worm that he had carefully cultivated no longer knew how many people had bitten to death, and his skin was so hard that even an ordinary sword could not move him in the slightest.

"Bugs are bugs......

Shen Lu looked at the centipede that flew over and didn't have to open his mouth directly to bite it.

Look for trouble!

Poison Wushuang was stunned, and the smile on his face was even worse.

This fool actually bites poison!

But the next moment, Poison Wushuang couldn't laugh, the muscles on his face kept twitching, looking at the scene in front of him, his heart was dripping blood.

Click-

Shen Lu bit the live centipede into two in one bite.

The other half was held in his hand, and he kept chewing in his mouth, smacking his lips from time to time, rolling up and down in his Adam's apple, swallowing it, turning his head to look at everyone, and praising without hesitation.

"It tastes good, it's quite sweet, how many more such bugs do you have, can you give me two more?"

Those disciples took a step back.

This kid in front of him is even more fierce than a beast, and he even eats so many centipedes, could it be that he is an Inhuman? But it seems that there is no difference between him and humans.

"Who is this tnd......"

Poison Wushuang stared at the half-cut centipede in Shen Lu's hand, his eyes were about to burst into flames.

Cultivating a good Gu worm is a lot of work.

This centipede alone took him several years of hard work, thinking that he would be able to become his own natal Gu after cultivating it for a while!

"I want your life!"

Poison Wushuang looked up to the sky and roared, and countless black mist emanated from his body, condensing a huge black cloud in the sky, enveloping Shen Lu.

Shen Lu's two eyes stared at those clouds without moving.

A little greedy.

"Uncle Shi, that kid seems to be a little weird......"

One of the disciples looked at Shen Lu actually staying in Ha Lazi, and couldn't help but poke Poison Wushuang's arm and reminded in a low voice.

"Get out!"

Poison Wushuang, who was angry, only thought about poisoning Shen Lu into black water, how could he be interested in listening to him.

Those black mist surrounded Shen Lu's whole person.

Got through his seven orifices.

From the outside, you can only see a cloud of black gas constantly surging.

"This is what happens to you who kills my Gu!"

Poison Wushuang clapped his hands and smiled grimly, but when the black mist gradually shrank to only a little smaller, he sensed that something was wrong.

According to the average person, at most there should be only one white bone left at this moment.

But the kid in front of him, except for a trace of black gas that wanders on his skin from time to time, the whole person is quite white.

"It's good, it tastes good, kind of like a marshmallow. ”

As he spoke, Shen Lu rubbed his hands and smiled.

"Well, is there anything else? Can you have some more?"

"Who are you?"

Poison Wushuang is not calm, the disciples of the Poison Sect have no other skills, they just know how to play poison.

But this guy in front of him is obviously not afraid.

He even ate poison as food!

"Good guy, good guy!"

Shen Lu smiled and took two steps forward, suddenly raised a hand, wisps of light blue aura appeared around his body, and his palm was faint, like a pig's trotter, and smashed towards Poison Wushuang.

Poison Wushuang couldn't dodge, so he had to raise his arm to block.

Click!

The sound of bones breaking suddenly sounded, and Poison Wushuang only felt as if he had been electrocuted, and he couldn't even feel the pain, and flew out upside down, only smashing many trees before stopping.

Yoyo stood up, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he took out a vial tremblingly, and he didn't know what he swallowed, and his pale face regained a little blood.

Playing with poison, the disciples of the Poison Sect are worthy of anyone, but when it comes to fighting, it is far behind.

Hmmm-

A few white shadows flashed.

"Dark ......"

Poison Wushuang's eyes widened like oil lamps, his face, which had just recovered a little blood, changed slightly, and some sounds came out of his throat, and blood kept gushing out of his mouth.

A silver dart stuck around his neck.

After a while, he fell to the ground.

"Huh, and others?"

Shen Lu's heart tightened, and he retreated more than ten meters behind him.

The enemy is clear and I am dark, and the other party is a killer move as soon as he makes a move, and it is obvious that the comer is not good, although the target does not seem to be himself, but it is inevitable that it will not involve himself.

"Uncle Shi!"

The group of Poison Sect disciples were leaderless, and they thought it was Shen Lu who made a move, so they all set their eyes on Shen Lu, putting on a picture of wanting to fight with him.

The corners of Shen Lu's mouth twitched, he really didn't want to carry this black cauldron.

"Why are you looking at me like that? I didn't kill people!"

"Brothers, avenge your uncle!"

Dozens of people worked together, and the poisons and Gu worms in the sky were overwhelming, although Shen Lu was not afraid of poison, but seeing this scene, he couldn't help but feel his scalp tingle.

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