Chapter 674 The wolf travels thousands of miles to eat meat (2)
The poisonous body is so terrifying. The poisonous gas that penetrates deep into the bone marrow in his body is something that even a strong person in the Cave Void Realm would not dare to take a look at. Everything he touches is taboo to others.
He is so terrible, yet so lonely, so pitiful.
Because he has no way to control or restrain this terrifying ability. Therefore, in the eyes of others, he is a poisonous monster, and no one is willing to deal with such a monster.
He has no relatives, no wife, and few friends.
Kuiwu Shura can be regarded as his best friend, but even Kuiwu Shura does not dare to eat from the same plate with him and is very afraid of him. In other words, this is actually a kind of dislike.
Even his best friend despises him. Such loneliness is so sad.
Over the course of hundreds of years, Poisonous Shura has almost become accustomed to these things, and he also thinks that he is a monster. He is also accustomed to using domineering methods to cover up the loneliness and pity deep in his heart.
For example, no matter who he is eating at the same table with, he will definitely grab the most delicious food. This seems to be his privilege, and only in this way can he look less pitiful.
But today, he finally met a guy who dared to eat with him. So when Shen Lang picked up the first piece of braised pork on his plate, a string deep in his heart that had been hidden for a hundred years was finally touched.
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Having been a monster for too long, Poisonousura couldn't even understand what the touched string was.
It wasn't until Shen Lang told him to eat more light vegetables and less meat that he finally understood what he had longed for.
That is actually human touch, an existence similar to caring.
No matter how terrifying his poisonous skills are, he is not a monster after all, but a human being.
People always need human touch, the approval of others, and the care of others.
Although Shen Lang's words were probably just a sarcastic remark to a large extent, Du Esura still felt a trace of concern from those words.
Because no one has ever said similar words to him, and since he mastered the Poison Technique, no one has ever eaten food from the same plate with him...
So he couldn't help but feel a little more favorable towards Shen Lang. Unknowingly, his heart felt warm. For the first time, he felt that he was no longer as lonely in this world as before.
Shen Lang didn't understand why Poisonous Shura was suddenly stunned, and when he saw such a terrifying Shura who killed people without blinking an eye and could kill tens of thousands of people with poisonous mist with just a wave of his hand, there was a trace of turbid wetness in his eyes.
I can't help but wonder if I saw it wrong?
After all, how could such a hard-hearted guy who has lived for hundreds of years suddenly shed tears?
Suddenly, Du Er Shura's expression became ferocious and terrifying again, and the wetness in his eyes that was about to turn into tears disappeared, and was replaced by coldness. How could he be so powerful that he could be really moved by such a trivial matter?
"Hmph! I don't need you to care about my health! If you have such leisure time, you might as well take care of your own life!" Du Er Shura's voice was extremely sinister and cold, but he still did not drive Shen Lang out, nor did he
Instead of continuing to fight for meat with Shen Lang, he actually picked up a piece of light old grass.
"Uh..." Shen Lang was stunned for a moment, looking at the old grass head held by Du Er Shura, and was speechless for a long time.
"What are you looking at! Have you never seen the old devil with good intentions?" Poisonousura glared at Shen Lang fiercely and said: "For the sake of your limited time, I won't fight for meat with you today, how do you want to eat it?
, just eat whatever you want!”
"Hahahaha! Then I'm not welcome." Shen Lang laughed twice, suddenly feeling that this old monster was not as scary as he imagined.
Amidst the laughter, Kuiwu Shura suddenly became very depressed. He didn't mind Shen Lang eating two more pieces of meat, after all, he didn't eat meat.
However, Du Esura's fellow suddenly stopped eating meat and instead came to compete with him for straw. What should we do?
Vegetarian food is not as fragrant as meat. Among the three vegetarian dishes, only this plate of Lao Caotou barely suits his taste and can make him eat rice with more flavor. However, this plate of Lao Caotou was poisoned.
Shura's chopsticks poke him, where can he eat?
"Hey, old poisoner, what are you doing today? You have to eat vegetables instead of meat. This is not like your usual style." Kuiwu Shura said doubtfully.
"Hmph." Poison Asura held the straw between his hands and snorted coldly: "I'm tired of eating meat, so what if I try the straw? Besides, I didn't say not to let you continue to eat the straw."
Kuiwu Shura was very depressed, thinking, you old poisoner has already touched your chopsticks, how can I eat? Even if I am two hundred and fifty, I won't have to be poisoned just to eat a meal, right?
Then, when he saw the old poisonous man eating the old man with a cheerful smile, and then saw Shen Lang devouring the braised pork and sweet and sour fish, he felt even more depressed.
"Monsters! One is full of poison, and the other is invulnerable to all poisons. They are both monsters." The burly Shura threw the bowl away angrily and said, "Eat, eat, eat! You go ahead and eat. If I don't eat, I will suffocate you to death."
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The pride of those who are strong in the Cave Void Realm is that after they lose in some aspect, they will not really get angry and want to cut the person into thousands of pieces...
Because they are almost invincible, even if they lose, they are still invincible. Therefore, even if Kuiwu Shura cannot take advantage of him at all in terms of food, and even suffers injustice everywhere, he will not be so severely affected that he will go crazy.
do something.
Besides, Du Er Shura had already said before that if Shen Lang was to have a big meal, he would certainly give his old friend some respect. So after losing the bowl and chopsticks, he didn't do anything to Shen Lang.
And Shen Lang is a shameless guy by nature. If Kuiwu Shura doesn't eat, then he will eat more deliciously. He wants to eat braised pork, steamed fish, and he also wants old grass and boiled cabbage.
eat.
He played with a pair of chopsticks extremely vigorously. If this was a competition to see who could eat more and eat more deliciously, then Shen Lang would undoubtedly be the winner over Shura and the Saint.
Outside the hall door, Taoist Lang Wusheng and Cang Jie were already stunned and drooling.
It's not that they haven't seen the world or eaten delicious food. But the key question is who they eat with.
Of the three people sitting at the table, two of them are super strong men in the Cave Realm. They are the terrifying Shura who kills people without batting an eye in the legend. And the other one is a saint who is inferior to one person and surpasses ten thousand people in the demonic sects.
Lady!
Looking at the entire demonic path, many strong men in the Kongming Realm are not qualified to eat at the same table with those three people. The two of them can only eat in the side room like the following people.
However, why could Shen Lang, a mere prisoner, eat with those big shots? And why didn't those big shots drive him away?
Taoist Cang Jie stared at Shen Lang and the big shots for a long time, and faintly noticed something else.
God is always unfair. All creatures are weak and strong, and humans are divided into three, six, and nine grades. Sometimes this classification is not based on strength, but on the basis of inner unique temperament.
For example, a tiger that has not grown up is still a tiger. Even if it is not yet mature and not strong enough, it is still awe-inspiring.
For another example, a wolf travels a thousand miles to eat meat, but a dog travels a thousand miles but can only eat...
Thinking of this, Taoist Cang Jie stopped thinking about it because he suddenly thought that Shen Lang always called him a dog, and his actions and treatment were indeed like a dog.
But a dog traveling thousands of miles and eating something like that is really too filthy...
Under the strong contrast, Taoist Cang Jie felt ashamed and uncomfortable.
Lang Wusheng looked at Shen Lang, but he was thinking in his heart, what kind of guy is he and what is his state of mind?
He was once the king of the wild and held great power, but now he has become a prisoner. Isn't he a little bit depressed? Now his future is bleak and he doesn't know where to go with his destiny. Isn't he confused? His most beloved wife was forced to separate from him. Now, his wife is forced to separate from him.
Wasn't he sad when he was alone?
He was obviously at the lowest point of his destiny, and it was obviously his bleakest period. But why could he still be so proud and eat his food so deliciously?
Of course Shen Lang enjoyed the food! Because in his heart, depression or confusion are the most useless emotions.
After leaving Xia Qianye, he was indeed a little sad. And he knew clearly that his lover in the distance must be worried about his safety and care about him all the time.
However, it is precisely because he understands that Xia Qianye cares about him that he, who has no one to take care of him at this time, must take better care of himself and make himself live a good life. Only in this way can he live up to the concern from afar.
And he vaguely felt that there is always some wonderful telepathy between real lovers. If he is very comfortable, chic and happy at this moment, then she in the distance may also be able to feel his comfort and happiness, and gradually feel relieved.
Bar?
Thinking about these things in a daze, Shen Lang showed a smile on his face, and once again used his chopsticks to pick up the delicious dishes on the table, but he accidentally poked his chopsticks into the pot of spicy and sour fish that the saint Leng Yanji was eating.
Picked up a piece of fresh and delicious fish fillet.
Leng Yanji has always been silent, looking cold and clean like a dust-free white snow mountain. She doesn't want to talk to others, and she never wants to be disturbed by others.
She has always been mysophobic and will never allow anyone's saliva on her chopsticks to get on her spicy and sour fish. She is not only mysophobic in her diet, but also mentally mysophobic. She sits there quietly, as if she is in a
In an independent world.
However, at this moment, a pair of chopsticks stained with men's saliva invaded her world like a violation, and even took away her favorite spicy and sour fish.
So, Leng Yanji raised her head and looked at him coldly...
"Uh!" Shen Lang was stunned. He knew that Leng Yanji had mysophobia, but he had already poked her, so what else could he do?
The piece of meat was on his chopsticks, so there was no reason to put it back. So after hesitating for a third of a second, he put a piece of fresh fish fillet into his mouth under the cold gaze of the Holy Lady.