Chapter Seventy-Two: The Pigs That Can't Be Fed

"Damn, wouldn't your head be stupid by Hua Ergou's kick? You asked me inexplicably if I killed Lu Shantou, a Qi Refining Period cultivator, and asked such a strange question at this moment?"

Wu Shaoyu tapped his dirty head this time, looked at him with a different expression, and asked. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

The wild dog, Yang Scorpion and the female duo also looked at Changyu with strange expressions.

"Okay, I wish I had thought about it more, and looked at your eyes, as if I was the kind of villain who would take revenge......!

Changyu was seen as very uncomfortable, so he hurriedly begged for mercy.

"So you are big, no matter how powerful you are, there is a limit, do you dare to think about it?" Wu Shaoyu glanced at Changyu and said angrily.

"Huh, Hua Ergou, isn't it Hua Erge? Boss, what do you mean? How do I feel that you are seriously discriminating against all of us "dog children"?"

The wild dog suddenly thought of Wu Shaoyu's words, and immediately said unhappily.

At this time, Yang Scorpion Girl had an expression of looking at a joke.

", can you have the word "dog" in your name to stop others from slaughtering dogs?"

"Grandma's! I love to call Second Brother Hua Ergou, what do you say?"

"As hell as hell as nonsense as you go, is there any reason for it?"

Wu Shaoyu said with a disdainful expression on his face, and he didn't care at all.

"Hey, Boss, that's not the case......"

Wild dog, in a hurry, hurriedly said.

"Alright, for now!

"Don't mention Xiaolian's mother's words tomorrow, you have to remember it clearly, let her know that her mother has come, and she has gone to look for us and is missing, and I don't know what she will be in a hurry!"

Wu Shaoyu interrupted the wild dog's continued words, jumped off the big rock, said with a gloomy face, and then hurriedly walked to his thatched house.

"Got it!" Chang Yu patted the wild dog's shoulder with a sympathetic face, followed the steps of Yang Scorpion's departure, and smiled.

How dare the wild dog get angry at Wu Shaoyu, he just turned around and scolded Chang Yu's figure non-stop, as if Chang Yu had offended him deeply.

Wu Xiaolian's matter has finally passed, and Wu Shaoyu, who has been highly nervous for the past five or six days, can finally relax a little.

Back in the thatched hut, he frowned again.

Seeing that Chubby was still unconscious, it seemed that he was much more seriously injured than the last time.

"Fat Brother ......"

"Fat ......"

"Are you awake?"

"If you don't wake up again, my lovely master will be sucked and by you!"

Sometimes, Wu Shaoyu also feels incredible.

Last time, I didn't return, but I was stopped by a wild dog, and since then I have been busy with Xiaolian's affairs, but I only have half of my body left in my arms, and I forgot all about Xiaopang, who was seriously injured and unconscious.

When Wu Shaoyu inadvertently punched the newly healed blood eggplant on his head with an inadvertently punch, blood flowed all over his body, and for some reason, the little fat who was in a coma woke up slightly.

The little fat who woke up began to drink the blood of his master incessantly, as if this blood was the panacea for his body.

It turned out that this was the case, and Chubby gradually became vibrant.

So much so that Yang Scorpion Girl and Wu Shaoyu who watched it were both shocked and dumbfounded.

Yang Scorpion Girl even came up with a bold idea about it.

"Since your blood can make the seriously injured and dying Silver Thread Blood Barbarian Snake alive, will it work for Wu Shaolian who fainted for no reason?"

However, subsequent attempts proved that none of this worked.

It's not that there is no effect, at least Xiaolian's face is as pale as snow but has a little blood.

In this way, Wu Xiaolian was in a coma for a few days, and she basically used Wu Shaoyu's blood to maintain her vitality.

It's strange to say that during Wu Xiaolian's coma, things like spiritual rice porridge couldn't be fed to her stomach at all, and after being forcibly poured into her throat, it slowly spit out after a while.

However, Wu Shaoyu's blood did not have this phenomenon, and it was easily absorbed.

"My little fat man, when are you going to sleep?"

"Xiaolian has woken up, so don't you pretend anymore, right?"

"If you continue like this, don't blame my brother for burying you directly under the big stone at the door?"

"Grandma, are you talking?"

"Why is it getting uglier and uglier the longer it gets?"

Wu Shaoyu gently touched the two small "bags" at the end of the little fat tail with his fingers, and scolded depressedly.

However, Chubby is still "purring...... Gollum ...... drinking the blood of his master, who didn't pay the slightest attention, seemed to be in a severe coma.

Two days ago, Wu Shaoyue noticed that the tail end of the little fat suddenly forked, and there were two more small "bags", but at this moment, it became more and more obvious, and there was a faint tendency to form a swallowtail.

Is it really weird?

Wu Shaoyu wondered if this little fat had some strange disease?

Otherwise, how could two small "bags" grow out of the tail end for no reason?

Is it time to divide the male and female?

It's a pity that he doesn't understand it at all?

As for the half-cut body that Chubby is missing, it doesn't seem to be a matter at all to the pig-like Chubby?

This little fat is completely a pig, what kind of silver thread blood snake is?

The small half of the body of the Frost Spotted Spirit Snake last time, hey, it was eaten clean by this little guy a long time ago, and its body has already recovered as usual.

The lost part slowly grew, and the tail end gradually branched out, with two more small "bags", although not as long as before, but the body was three points thicker than the original.

Chubby's name is apt!

It's just that after receiving a blow from the head of the Black Wind Ridge Lu Mountain, it seems that he let go of his atmosphere and is seriously injured.

Although the body was thickened at that time, it returned to normal again, but it just didn't wake up?

"I am so active this time, I keep feeding you blood, but you also hissed twice?"

"Blindly" grunt...... Gollum ...... "What does that mean?"

"So hungry?"

"Or have you made a contribution, but you don't have the face to see people?"

"You've been half-dead like this, so that Lao Tzu always has a feeling that your blood has been immunized by you?"

"I think it's better to forget it, after all, Lao Tzu's blood is not superfluous!"

Wu Shaoyu said this, but the action of bloodletting has never stopped, no way, people are uncles, but they are lazy with you, see what you can do?

In the past, he took it for granted that this "spirit beast" would die when it died.

Isn't there a good saying, "Dead Dao friends don't die poor Dao!" to quote it, the phrase "Dead spirit beasts don't die masters!" still holds, right?

It's just that a few days ago, I overheard that if the spirit beast dies alive, the owner will suffer a great backlash, and the light ones will be seriously injured, and the serious ones will die tragically.

This frightened Wu Shaoyu, and he didn't catch this spirit beast casually, although his little fat was not a spirit beast. But that didn't stop him from worrying.

No, I don't know how many times I have prayed like this in my heart.

"Uncle Chubby, wake up quickly, right?"

"It doesn't matter if you're dead, don't bother my poor master!"

......

"Okay, let's stop here today, if it goes on like this, Lao Tzu will become a human first?"

Wu Shaoyu felt a little dizzy in his head, and when he was shaky, he immediately performed a hemostatic healing technique on the blood vessels of his wrist.

The open mouth of blood slowly healed in the blink of an eye, and after a while, it stopped bleeding.

"Gollum...... Gollum ......"

"Smack...... Smack......"

Listening to Chubby's first "grunt...... Grunt ......" and then keep making "pops" from the upper and lower mouths...... Pop ......".

This situation is clearly an underfed baby!

But this product has been drunk for a while, and there is not a pot, there are three or five bottles!

It's blood, not milk!

Look at its unfinished and aggrieved look!

was so angry that Wu Shaoyu pushed this goods to the place under the bed, and he was too lazy to take care of it!

"What a fuck, a vampire!"

"Hey...... Can't feed the pigs!"