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A piece of dragon tongue meat as thin as a cicada's wing actually took so long to be cooked. Wu Chu didn't know how to describe this golden fairy-level dragon meat, just eat it.
The cooked dragon tongue meat is gray-white in color and is not as tough and difficult to chew as expected. The crystal clear appearance increases people's appetite. When you bite it in your mouth, it has a chewy texture and a meaty aroma that becomes more and more fragrant the more you chew it. Dense, worthy of dragon meat.
Without the active energy in the cells, Wu Chu killed several kilograms of dragon tongue meat in one breath. Feeling how quickly the gastric juice in his body eroded the dragon's tongue flesh, Wu Chu's brows gradually relaxed.
Although gastric juice does not digest dragon meat as quickly as other foods, at least this dragon meat without active energy protection can still be digested.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Just digesting a trace of dragon meat, a familiar heat flow started flowing in his body, and finally merged into the sea of ????qi, blending into the colorful mist.
Seeing Wu Chu squinting his eyes, looking like he was enjoying the ultimate enjoyment in the world, Xiao Yueling asked: "Brother Achu, can you digest these dragon tongue meats?"
Wu Chu laughed and said: "No problem, the effect is much better than that of bear meat. It is a healthy meat, and it is many times better! And the internal fragrance is rich and refreshing!"
Hearing this, Yue Ling grinned and said cheerfully: "Then I will extract the energy from the dragon meat and refine it first, and then cook it."
"That's so good! Haha Come on, dry dragon meat!"
As the dry meat man spoke, he picked up a piece of dragon tongue and threw it to the wolf cub. The wolf cub jumped up, took the dragon meat in his mouth, waggled his little tail happily, and started chirping.
Although the little wolf cub is still frightened by the smell of dragon meat, he is not that afraid of this dragon meat that has no active power.
"Dried dragon meat!"
Xiao Yueling picked up the bamboo bowl and touched it with Wu Chu. She picked up the slices of meat with her chopsticks and chewed it happily with her little mouth. The speed made Wu Chu look sideways, and he actually saw an afterimage.
Wu Chu opened his mouth, then silently picked up the dragon meat slices, chewed them slowly, and said in his heart: I never tire of fine food, and I never tire of fine meat. It¡¯s better to eat slowly to make it easier to digest.
After eating more than ten kilograms of dragon meat and feeling a bulge in his belly, Wu Chu stopped and said, "I'm full. I'll leave the rest to you. I'm going to work."
Xiao Yueling closed her eyes, stretched her neck, and hurriedly swallowed the dragon meat in her mouth, saying, "Didn't Brother Achu say that you need to take a rest after eating?"
¡°It¡¯s okay, just walk slowly from here to there and treat it as a rest.¡±
As he spoke, he picked up the bamboo basket, waved goodbye to the moon, and walked towards the bloody stream.
In this way, Wu Chu spent a day and didn't know how many trips he made before digging out all the blood mud, carrying it back and piling it at the root of the sacred tree. He piled a pile on the back and left and right sides of the sacred tree, which was several meters high and wide. A circular hill of two to three meters.
As the ring-shaped blood mountain piled higher and higher, Xiao Yueling's expression became more and more solemn, as if he wanted to draw a sword and chop the ring-shaped hill into pieces.
But in the end, she still held back, and even stood in front of the circular hill with a serious look on her face, accepting the baptism of the dragon's power emanating from the blood and mud.
By this time, the little wolf cub had already fled. The biological instinct of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages prevented it from staying in front of the cabin anymore. The few pheasants that were free-range in the flower field also ran into the forest at this time, obviously unable to stand the dragon's power emanating from the blood mud.
"Wu Chu himself, however, completely ignored the bloody smell and the pressure emanating from the collective energy. He even dares to chop the dragon's tongue, why would he care about this.
In Wu Chu¡¯s view, the so-called ¡®dragon¡¯s power remains after death¡¯ definitely does not refer to the dragon¡¯s power. After all, it is already dead and its true spirit has dissipated. How can it still radiate dragon¡¯s power?
The reason why other creatures are afraid when they feel this breath is probably because they think that the person behind this breath is very powerful, so they choose to act according to their instincts. As long as you know that it is dead, you can definitely defeat this instinct.
Yue Ling chose to face it, probably because he was challenging this instinct.
When the sun set in the west, Wu Chu saw that Xiao Yueling was still competing with the circular hill, so he ran straight to sleep and rest. He was not hungry anyway, and the dragon meat in his stomach had not been completely digested.
After a busy day, I feel a little tired.
Carrying the blood mud back was not tiring. What really made him feel tired was the constant use of mana to isolate the contact between the blood mud and the body, so the mana consumption was huge.
When I woke up, the blood-colored ring-shaped hill was no longer so bright in color. The hill was full of cracks, and the roots of the trees could be seen from the cracks. The entire giant tree seemed to come alive overnight, although no new buds were seen growing on the trunk.
Looking at these cracks, Wu Chu could not help but feel a sense of accomplishment. At the same time, I am also looking forward to the sacred tree growing new branches, so that good fruits can be eaten in the future, and the innate protective formation in this area can be restored, and my own safety can be more guaranteed.
Now that life is getting better and better, Wu Chu naturally doesn¡¯t want any accidents to happen.
"Xiao Yueling, how are you feeling?"
Seeing that Xiao Yueling was still sitting in front of the hill competing with the dragon's power, Wu Chu asked.
"Brother Achu is up." Xiao Yueling opened her eyes and said with a smile: "I feel much better than yesterday. Brother Achu, are you hungry? Let me cook some Dang Kang meat for you to eat!"
"If you're not busy, you're not hungry yet." Wu Chu waved his hand and said, "You can continue to practice here! When you can get close to that green dragon one day, I won't need to go to such trouble."
¡°That¡¯s fine too!¡±
"Well, you continue to practice while I go study some things so that I can build a more beautiful house again." Wu Chu waved his hand and turned to leave.
The problem of food, clothing, housing and transportation is no longer a problem; there is no solution to the problem of clothing, so we can only continue to wear the clothes that are about to rot. If there is really no other way, then we can only wear animal skin clothes; and the problem of housing, although it is not a problem question, but when he thought about that shabby house, it was really unappealing; as for the issue of 'working', he didn't want to think about it. There was nothing fun outside, so why go outside! Going to get smoked?
¡°But with Xiao Yueling as a tool man, he only needs to solve the problem of mortise and tenon joints to build a beautiful house. Anyway, I have nothing else to do now except practice, so I just treat it as boring to pass the time. In this ancient world, the most valuable thing is time.
I used my magic power to wash up, ran to the toilet to relieve intestinal pressure, stretched my body in the lake breeze, and saw a bright red figure jumping out of the lake.
Looking at the red figure waving its flaming tail fin towards it, Wu Chu couldn't help but laugh. He waved to it and said hello, "Hey! Xiaohong, good morning! Let's take a walk!" (Remember this site's website address: www .hlnovel.com