The screams of pain and despair continued to ripple among the mountains.

Then it became hoarse and gradually weaker.

In the end, Zhao Gang was swallowed by the Beiming worm bit by bit, and even blood was not left behind.

The Beiming Cymbus flew back to Lu Wuchang's palm.

The color on the armor has obviously become darker.

Devouring some practicing warriors is far better than devouring wild beasts.

Because the qi and blood are full of energy and blood are tough.

"Help me feed the Beiming insects, even if you will make the final compensation for me."

Lu Wuchang sneered and took all the Beiming insects back into his body.

Then he shook Zhao Gang's clothes off to see if there was anything inside that he could use.

"Ten taels of silver are quite a lot."

Lu Wuchang weighed Zhao Gang's wallet and nodded slightly.

I have never seen ten taels of silver when I grew up so old, and I can be considered a small fortune.

Then Lu Wuchang saw another package of kraft paper.

The surface is sealed with oil wax.

Generally, such things are some good herbs, which are wax sealed to prevent the loss of medicinal effects.

Lu Wuchang carefully tore open the kraft paper and saw a red blood clot the size of a palm. The surface looked like a dry and cracked palm print, and some clean roots were covered.

"Blood-handed black?"

When Lu Wuchang was in his hometown, he worked odd jobs in a pharmacy for his livelihood, so he recognized some herbs.

This thing is a blood-handed black, a good medicine to replenish qi and blood.

If a warrior takes it, it will have a good auxiliary effect on both the martial arts realm and the Qi and Blood realm.

It is worth about seventy taels of silver.

"nice one."

Lu Wuchang showed joy on his face.

Now my limbs have reached the peak of my martial body, but my torso is very weak.

Even with the cooperation of Xiaoyao Palm, you still cannot truly exert your strength.

Only by improving the strength of the torso position as soon as possible.

Bloody black hands are like dozing off and giving a pillow.

After rewrapting the kraft paper, Lu Wuchang quickly rushed towards the mountain.

Soon, he returned to the cave where he lived temporarily.

The sunset had almost all set to the top of the mountain, and the light in the cave was dim, and Lu Wuchang lit the bonfire.

The burning flames swayed, projecting his shadow onto the stone wall.

He sat cross-legged on the stone platform, broke off a piece of bloody black hand and stuffed it into his mouth.

When chewed, this thing has a very fishy smell, like blood.

But it's a bit sweet.

As he swallowed it into his throat, Lu Wuchang immediately felt some warm feeling and rushed from his chest and abdomen.

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

Start to absorb slowly.

After about half an hour, Lu Wuchang stood up from the stone platform.

The medicinal power has basically been absorbed.

His cheeks were red, and his eyes reflected the light of a bonfire, which was quite sharp.

At this time, it is necessary to move to speed up the circulation of qi and blood, so that the efficacy of the medicine can be used as much as possible.

drink!

Lu Wuchang's footsteps were like the wind, his palms were like lightning, flying up and down in this cave.

The palm wind made a low whine, occasionally walking through the bonfire, shaking the flame violently.

Sometimes, he waved his hand and slapped the stone wall, shaking away a lot of gravel.

With a fierce and domineering nature.

...

Days pass by day.

Lu Wuchang ate all the bloody blackfish.

In conjunction with the practice of Xiaoyao Palm, the torso position is increased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Bang!

The thin figure flashed, and his back hit a half-human-sized trunk. The force shook, and the trunk shook violently, and several dead leaves fell.

"not bad."

Lu Wuchang checked the trunk. The bark of the tree was crushed and crushed, and a crack appeared inside. On the other hand, his skin was not damaged.

"My torso strength should have barely entered the martial arts realm."

Lu Wuchang put on his ragged clothes and came to the edge of the stream.

He jumped in, letting the cold stream water wash over his body, while thinking about his next plan.

"I have finished eating the Blood Hand Black, and my cultivation speed has dropped significantly in the past two days."

"This is not enough for me to take revenge."

“There are only two ways.”

"One is to find herbs, and the other is to increase the strength of the Beiming insects to the primary level as soon as possible, so that they can secrete Beiming fluid and help me improve my body."

"But if you want to use these two methods, you can't continue to stay on the mountain, you have to go to the county town."

Swish!

Lu Wuchang's eyes suddenly became cold, and his right hand penetrated into the stream like lightning, and a faint red flowed, and he then caught a white fish.

He and Bei Ming Clock were basically eaten up.

Recently, I have been relying on fishing for a living.

The cold wind blew through the stream, and the water droplets slowly evaporated. It should be the biting cold, but Lu Wuchang didn't notice it.

A little, after changing his clothes, he carried the white fish back to the cave.

Light a bonfire and place the fish on the grill.

The fire swayed, and as oil appeared on the fish skin, a faint fragrance appeared in the cave.

Lu Wuchang's face was still cold.

"Maybe, I can wait two days before going down the mountain."

"Zhao Gang and others have disappeared for so long. The Zhao family should have received the news and will definitely send someone to find out. I can take the opportunity to get some food for Beiming Cuckoo."

...

Zhao Family!

As a well-deserved prominent family in Hongye County, this mansion is extremely grand.

Blue bricks and red tiles, a radius of hundreds of feet.

In front of the wide lintel, there is a guard guarding the courtyard, and the stone lions standing on both sides of the door are glaring.

The sharp teeth seemed to be about to swallow the passing pedestrians.

And with the arrival of dusk, the lights gradually rose in the huge courtyard.

The servants and maids also began to be busy for supper.

It is a bit prosperous and lively with a wealthy family.

However, at this moment, in the Zhao family's back house meeting hall, the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

The candlelight shines, and four or five figures are projected on the wall.

The man sitting in the center had gray hair and wrinkles on his forehead. He was over fifty years old.

But his eyes were shrewd and cold, and with the brocade black shirt on his body, he looked like a tiger and wolf.

He is the current owner of the Zhao family.
To be continued...