After putting the thousand-year-old wings, Wu Feng just turned around and heard a faint moan. The sound was clearly made by the yellow-haired monkey. When he heard this sound, Wu Feng's heart trembled. Unexpectedly, this little thing woke up so quickly. He hurried over and said to the old man Baimao: Grandpa, is Xiao Huang awake?

You kid will know that you are. The old white-haired man said coldly, then stood up, and walked slowly towards the two thousand-year-old corpses. Wu Feng lowered his head and looked at the yellow-haired monkey, but when he saw that the yellow-haired monkey was lying on the ground at this moment, he finally became a little angry, his belly was undulating, and he slowly opened his eyes, but the eyes, which were originally small, narrowed into a slit, and looked very weak, but it seemed that his life was saved.

Xiao Huang, you finally come back to life. Wu Feng said excitedly, and reached out and was about to hold the yellow-haired monkey in his arms. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he heard a loud shout behind him, "Don't touch it, I have told you several times, why don't you remember?"

Master, didn’t Xiao Huang drink the blood of the worm? The poison on his body should be gone. Wu Feng looked at the white-haired old man with a suspicious look on his face and said.

Even if you drink the blood of the worm, you cannot touch it. The poison in it is very poisonous. It cannot touch it until the poison on its body is completely dissolved. As long as you are touched with a little bit, within half an hour, your whole body will rot and die. The name of the thousand-year-old worm is not a false reputation. The white-haired old man said.

Wu Feng looked at the yellow-haired monkey on the ground in panic. He was very scared by the old man's words. This was the first time he heard that there was such a poisonous thing, and even the bitten people or animals could not touch it. Although he was a little skeptical, he still did not dare to touch the yellow-haired monkey on the ground again. He didn't want to die now. Even if he wanted to die, he would not choose such an ugly way of death. His whole body was rotten and he could not accept it.

The old man white-haired man ignored Wu Feng and held up the two thousand-year-old monkeys with both hands. He kept sighing and felt very distressed. Wu Feng looked at the old man white-haired monkey so sad, but he felt sorry for his heart and comforted him in a low voice: Grandpa, don’t be sad. It’s all because his disciple grandson didn’t look at the yellow-haired monkey. This made it cause trouble and killed the two thousand-year-old monkeys of your old man. After Xiao Huang gets well, his disciple grandson will definitely teach it a good lesson and vent your anger.

The old man with white hair seemed to have not heard Wu Feng's words, but still dragged the two thousand-year-old horses and sighed, never looking up at Wu Feng.

Wu Feng knew that he was in the wrong, but he didn't know what to say. After thinking about it, he said: Grandpa, don't be sad. Anyway, they are dead now, so why not let your disciple find a place to bury them, so that you can save your elders from being sad when they see them.
Chapter completed!