"I won't tell the chief, I can just go by myself!"
Anyway, the leader was annoyed with him recently and didn't want to summon him, so he followed the orcs personally.
If the leader can't get it, then that old man can't get it! Even if it's thrown away, he can't get it!
Langmie made up his mind. With his tail raised high, he looked a little excited and immediately turned around and ran out of the tribe.
“A-choo!!”
In the cave, Lang Shuo, who looked sleepy, sneezed loudly.
He lay lazily on the exquisite animal skin, like a graceful and elegant wolf king, and his eyes seemed so heavy that he could hardly open them.
He has been feeling unwell lately.
I am always sleepy, irritable, and weak. I always feel like I have forgotten something, but when I think about it carefully, I can't remember it.
There seemed to be something buzzing in his head, making him drowsy.
"Chief, you haven't eaten for two days. This is fresh prey that we just caught. Would you like to eat some?"
A Gray Wolf orc 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 looked like it had been killed not long ago. Its flesh was pink and tender, and the blood was very bright red. At first glance, one could almost smell a strange fishy odor.
"No, get out."
Lang Shuo didn't even look at him. His voice sounded like that of a ferocious beast that would attack at any time. The pressure he exuded unconsciously made the Canglang orc's legs tremble.
He fell to his knees with a plop.
"Chief, this... was sent by Elder Wu, who said it was specially prepared for you. Elder Wu said that you have a poor appetite recently and you should take care of yourself. He ordered me to watch you eat it..."
The orcs all thought that Lang Shuo refused to eat or drink 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 Gray Wolf Orcs were even ready to be beaten.
But who knows.
The expected scolding did not come.
Hearing Wu Liu's name, Lang Shuo opened his eyes slightly and said in a low voice:
"Did Wu Liu ask you to deliver it?"
"Yes, Chief." The Gray Wolf Orc nodded quickly.
"Bring it here."
Lang Shuo sat up from the animal skin lying on his side, his long hair falling down to cover his face, making it impossible for the Canglang orc to see his expression clearly.
Of course, he didn't dare to look.
The Gray Wolf orc lowered his head and handed over the deer leg 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.
Seeing that Lang Shuo had finally eaten the food and seemed to have a good appetite, the Canglang Orc felt relieved and quietly retreated.
As soon as the Canglang orc left, the expression on Lang Shuo's face turned cold.
He threw away the deer leg, walked to the corner, put his index finger on his throat, and quickly spit out the deer leg meat he had just eaten.
Even so, the strange taste of blood on his tongue still made his eyes flash a violent scarlet color.
He looked at the deer leg on the ground, veins bulging on his forehead, as if he was trying his best to endure the pain of being eaten by thousands of insects.
Beads of sweat the size of beans dripped from his chin. He didn't know how much time had passed before he staggered back onto the animal hide, all wet, as if exhausted. The scarlet color in his eyes faded away, and he regained his clarity.
Lang Shuo was breathing heavily and wiped the sweat from his chin with the back of his hand. His gaze fell on the bloody deer leg, and a hint of sneer appeared in his eyes.
…
"Old Wu, the chief ate the deer leg you gave him."
Wu Liu stood in the cave, listening to the report from the Canglang orcs. Under his wide hood, a hint of complacency appeared on his gloomy face.
"Did you see him eat it?"
He took the trouble to confirm it again.
The Gray Wolf Orc nodded affirmatively, "Yes, I watched the leader eat it."
"Old Wu, since you care so much about the leader, the leader will definitely get better."
He sighed with a look of relief on his face, not noticing anything strange about Wu Liu.
"I understand. You go down first."
Wu Liu curled his lips, and wrinkles appeared in the dark corners of his eyes, like the dry bark of an old tree, which was very creepy.
After the orcs left, Wu Liu gathered his robe, turned around and left the cave, walking towards the back of the Blackrock Mine.
There is a desolate area behind the Blackrock Mine, with little vegetation, and very few orcs come here.
He walked to a pile of rocks and moved a flat stone with ease. Suddenly, a dark hole appeared underneath, connecting to the underground.
Wu Liu looked around, made sure no orcs were following him, and then jumped down the cave.
The passage inside was very narrow. Wu Liu walked along the passage for about half a quarter of an hour. Suddenly, the narrow passage in front of him opened up and a wide cave appeared.
There are 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 worm as long as an index finger that was wriggling.
The worm had no legs and looked like a fat, blood-filled earthworm, with a strong, pungent smell of blood all over its body.
As soon as the lid of the iron box was opened, it bent its upper body, raised its head, and opened its mouth full of sharp teeth to ask Wu Liu for food, just like a hungry baby bird.
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 Xue Chong's mouth.
The bloodworm immediately ate the blood greedily, as if it had tasted a delicious delicacy, and its entire body seemed to have turned into a heart, beating again and again.
After feeding one bloodworm, Wu Liu did the same thing again and opened the remaining black iron box.
Without exception, they were all filled with these disgusting bloodworms.
He treated them as if they were his own cubs with an unexpectedly gentle expression, feeding them blood one by one until his face turned pale, and then he closed the box again.
This worm is called bloodworm.
It has been kept captive by him with blood for decades and is bloodthirsty. It can drill into the body of an orc through the wound and control the orc for its own use. However, even if it enters the body of an orc, it must be fed with blood from time to time to ensure that the bloodworm does not die.
Otherwise the bloodworms will devour the flesh and blood of the host.
When he sent Huang Yue as an undercover agent, he also gave Huang Yue a bloodworm. However, 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 spilled with his blood.
Before finding Yan Hun, he still needs Lang Shuo to be alive to intimidate this group of Canglang orcs.
Wu Liu leaned tiredly beside the black box and slowly slid down. Under the black box was a huge black stone coffin, which exuded a cold air.
He seemed to be nestling in the arms of his partner, gently stroking the black stone coffin, his eyes more gentle than ever before.
The vicissitudes of life and hoarse voice murmured repeatedly:
"I will save you."
"Even if many orcs die, I will save you..."
The sound echoed in the cold space, like the curse of the god of death, suffocating.