Wu Feng was stunned and said in a daze: Grandpa, you are confused by these two thousand-year-old worms, but they did not die in vain. They saved Xiao Huang's life.

You don't understand this. I will stew these two thousand-year-old veins for you later. If you die, you will let them exert their last bit of heat.

Wu Feng stared at the boss, looked down at the two extremely large thousand-year-old wings in the hand of the white-haired old man. He shook his head like a rattle, and said in fear: Grandpa, don’t joke, no matter what, they have been with you for so many years, and even if there is no credit, they will work hard. How can you bear to cook them and eat them? Besides, this thing looks disgusting. I can’t eat anyone I love. I don’t eat anyone I like.

The bastard old man raised his eyebrows and suddenly became angry. He stayed in this cave for so long, you have never eaten anything, let alone this thousand-year-old worm, even a toad or a dead mouse, I have put it in your meals a lot. I didn't feel disgusted when I ate before, why are you sick now?

This time is different from before. No matter what, these two thousand-year-old fringes also saved Xiao Huang's life. Even if I starve to death, I will never eat them. They are Xiao Huang's life-saving benefactors, and that is my life-saving benefactors. Wu Feng's stubborn temper also followed. He was originally guilty and grateful for these two innocent thousand-year-old fringes, but now he asked him to eat their meat, and then he would be almost the same as a jealous wolf.

Your white-haired old man was very angry. He pointed a finger at Wu Feng, wishing to slap him. After finally suppressing his anger, he relieved his breath, and said: You guy, you don’t know anything. These two thousand-year-old veins are spiritual creatures that have lived for thousands of years. If you eat their meat, it will not only enhance your skills, but also be immune to all poisons in the future. They are all dead anyway, so wouldn’t it be a pity to bury them?

Then I wouldn't eat them, and exchanged their lives for Xiao Huang's life. No matter what I said, I wouldn't eat their meat again. Even if I ate them forever, my disciples would definitely not eat them. Wu Feng refused the white-haired old man without thinking.

The old man with white hair was so angry. Don’t mention how suffocating he was. After living for so many years, he had never seen such a stupid and stupid person. Although he was extremely angry, he could not beat and scold Wu Feng. The old man with white hair was finally defeated and sighed helplessly: OK, okay, don’t eat it if you don’t eat it. I’ll just find a place to bury them later. But you must practice hard. You said that your boy is thinking about something in your mind. After eating these two thousand-year-old worms, you must at least be as good as you’ve been studying hard for half a year. The skill of your feminine palm may be higher.
Chapter completed!