Master, I can do you, what can I do? Wu Feng looked at the dead body of the thousand-year-old frog in the hand of the white-haired old man and walked slowly over. At this moment, Wu Feng felt very sad and felt even more guilty about the two thousand-year-old frogs. If it weren't for the yellow-haired monkey who could cause trouble, these two thousand-year-old frogs would not have ended like this.

Come and help me take these two thousand-year-old worms. I will open the yellow-haired monkey's mouth and pour their blood into the yellow-haired monkey's mouth. Don't worry, these two thousand-year-old worms are not poisonous. The white-haired old man said expressionlessly.

Oh Wu Feng responded, walked to the old man with white hair, reached out to take the dead body of the thousand-year-old fringe. He only realized that the thousand-year-old fringe was not ordinary in size, and it was not light in weight. It was heavy in his hand, and it was cold and smooth to the hands. Especially the abdomen under its body, it felt very uncomfortable to hold it in his hand, and it always felt a numb and savory feeling.

After the white-haired old man handed the thousand-year-old frog to Wu Feng's hand, he squatted down and looked at the yellow-haired monkey. The yellow-haired monkey still looked half-dead, and just walked there with all his backs. After looking for a while, the white-haired old man nodded with satisfaction and said to Wu Feng: Put the thousand-year-old frog's head to the yellow-haired monkey's mouth, I want to drink the yellow-haired monkey's blood.

Wu Feng had to carefully put the thousand-year-old frog to the yellow-haired monkey's mouth. The white-haired old man stretched out his hand, spread the yellow-haired monkey's mouth, supported its chin with one hand, and looked at the thousand-year-old frog in Wu Feng's hand, then stretched out a finger and poked it violently at the head of the thousand-year-old frog. This finger poked it and immediately pierced the head of the thousand-year-old frog. When he pulled out his finger, a dark green liquid flowed out from the thousand-year-old frog's head, looking evil.

At the extreme of his heart, Wu Feng almost vomited. However, this stream of liquid was not much, at most half a pound. Wu Feng carried the dead body of the thousand-year-old frog until no more green liquid flowed out of its body. Then he put the corpse of the thousand-year-old frog flat, carefully put it aside, and then picked up the other thousand-year-old frog dead on the ground. Just like the previous one, the white-haired old man poked its head with his finger and poured the green blood of the thousand-year-old frog into the yellow-haired monkey's mouth.

After about a stick of incense, he poured all the blood of the thousand-year-old frog into the yellow-haired monkey's mouth. Wu Feng then breathed a sigh of relief and placed the thousand-year-old frog in his hand flat with the previous one.
Chapter completed!