"I won't tell the chief, I can just go by myself!"

Anyway, the chief has been annoyed with him recently and doesn't want to summon him, so he follows those beastmen personally.

What the chief can't get, the old man can't take advantage of it! Even if it's thrown away, he can't get it!

Langmie made up his mind, his wolf tail stood up high, looking a little excited, and immediately turned around and ran out of the tribe.

"A-choo!"

In the cave, Langshuo, who looked sleepy, sneezed loudly.

He lay lazily on the exquisite animal skin, like a graceful and noble wolf king, his eyes seemed very heavy, so heavy that he could hardly open his eyes.

He has been feeling unwell recently. He

is always sleepy, irritable, and weak. He always feels like he has forgotten something, but he can't remember it when he thinks carefully.

Something seemed to be buzzing in his head, making him drowsy.

"Chief, you haven't eaten for two days. This is a fresh prey that we just caught. Do you want to eat some?"

A wolf-beastman walked in from outside the cave, carrying a stone plate as big as a washbasin.

In the stone plate was a bloody, skinned deer leg.

The deer seemed to have been killed not long ago. The flesh was pink and tender, and the blood on it was very bright red. At first glance, it seemed that there was a strange fishy smell in the invisible.

"If you don't want to eat it, get out."

Lang Shuo didn't even look at it. His voice sounded like a beast that would attack at any time. The pressure he exuded unconsciously made the wolf-beastman's legs tremble.

He knelt down with a plop.

"Chief, this is... sent by Wu Lao, who said it was specially prepared for you. Wu Lao said that you have a poor appetite recently and you should take care of yourself. He ordered me to watch you eat it..."

The beastmen thought that Lang Shuo refused to eat because he was angry about Hu Jiaojiao's escape.

He also sincerely hoped that Lang Shuo would get better. Wu Lao asked him to deliver food, and he still came even though he knew he would be scolded.

The Canglang beastman was even prepared to be beaten.

But who knew.

The expected scolding did not come.

Hearing Wu Liu's name, Lang Shuo's eyes opened slightly, and his voice was low:

"Did Wu Liu ask you to deliver it?"

"Yes, Chief." The Canglang beastman nodded quickly.

"Give it here."

Lang Shuo sat up from the beast skin, lying on his side. His long hair fell down and covered his face, so that the canglang beastman could not see his expression clearly.

Of course, he did not dare to look.

The canglang beastman lowered his head and handed the deer leg to him tremblingly, then stepped aside, with no intention of leaving.

Lang Shuo glanced at him, picked up the deer leg, took a bite, and swallowed it without chewing for a few times.

Seeing that Lang Shuo finally ate the food and seemed to have a good appetite, the canglang beastman was relieved and quietly retreated.

After the canglang beastman left, the expression on Lang Shuo's face turned cold.

He threw away the deer leg, walked to the corner of the wall, stretched out his index finger to hold his throat, and soon vomited out the deer leg meat he had just eaten.

Despite this, the strange taste of blood on his tongue still made his eyes flash with a violent scarlet color.

He looked at the deer leg on the ground, his forehead bulging with blue veins, as if he was trying his best to endure the pain of being eaten by insects.

Beads of sweat dripped from his chin. After an unknown amount of time, he sat back on the beast skin, all wet, as if exhausted. The scarlet color in his eyes faded, and he regained his clarity.

Lang Shuo panted, wiped the sweat from his chin with the back of his hand, and his eyes fell on the bloody deer leg, with a hint of sneer in his eyes.

...

"Old Wu, the leader ate the deer leg you sent."

Wu Liu stood in the cave, listening to the report of the wolf beastman, and under the wide hood, a slightly complacent look appeared on his cold face.

"Did you see him eat it?"

He asked again without getting tired of it.

The wolf orc nodded affirmatively, "Yes, I watched the leader eat it."

"Old Wu, you care so much about the leader, the leader will definitely get better."

He sighed with a look of relief, not noticing Wu Liu's abnormality at all.

"I see, you go down first."

Wu Liu curled his lips, and wrinkles appeared in the dark corners of his eyes, like the bark of a dead tree, very creepy.

After the orcs left, Wu Liu gathered his robe, turned around and left the cave, and walked towards the back of the Black Stone Mine.

Behind the Black Stone Mine was a desolate place with no vegetation, and very few orcs would come here.

He walked to a pile of rocks, and moved a flat stone with ease. A dark hole suddenly appeared underneath, connecting to the underground.

Wu Liu looked around to make sure that no beastmen followed him, and then jumped down the hole.

The passage inside was very narrow. Wu Liu walked along the passage for about half a minute, and the narrow passage in front of him suddenly opened up, revealing a wide cave.

There were dozens of black iron boxes in the cave.

Wu Liu walked over and opened one of the black iron boxes. Inside was a blood-red, wriggling insect as long as an index finger.

The insect had no legs, and looked like a fat earthworm filled with blood, with a strong and pungent smell of blood.

As soon as the lid of the iron box was opened, it bent its upper body like a hungry bird, raised its head, opened its mouth full of sharp teeth, and asked Wu Liu for food.

Wu Liu seemed to have gotten used to it.

He picked up a bone knife, pierced his palm directly, clenched his fist, and dripped blood accurately into the blood-rushing mouth.

The bloodworm immediately ate the blood greedily, as if it had tasted a delicious delicacy, and its whole body seemed to have turned into a heart, beating again and again.

After feeding one bloodworm, Wu Liu did the same thing and opened the remaining black iron box.

Without exception, it was full of these disgusting bloodworms.

However, he treated them as if they were his own cubs, with an unexpectedly gentle expression. He fed them blood one by one until his face turned pale, and then he closed the box again.

This worm is called a bloodworm.

He has kept it captive with blood for decades. It is bloodthirsty and can drill into the body of an orc through a wound and control the orc to do his bidding. However, even if it enters the body of an orc, it must be fed with blood frequently to ensure that the bloodworm does not die.

Otherwise, the bloodworm will devour the flesh and blood of the host.

When he sent Huang Yue to be an undercover agent, he also gave Huang Yue a bloodworm, but he did not expect Huang Yue to be so useless. Not only did she die, but she also wasted his precious bloodworm.

The deer leg he sent the orcs to deliver to Lang Shuo was also sprinkled with his blood.

Before finding Yan Hun, he still needs Lang Shuo to be alive to intimidate these wolf-like orcs.

Wu Liu leaned tiredly against the black box and slid down slowly. Under the black box was a huge black stone coffin, which exuded a chilling cold air.

He seemed to be nestling in the arms of his partner, gently stroking the black stone coffin, his eyes were more gentle than ever before.

Cang Sangsha's hoarse voice repeatedly murmured:

"I will save you."

"Even if more orcs die, I will save you..."

The voice echoed in the cold space, like the spell of the god of death, suffocating.