The feeling of sharing a room with a giant snake was very complicated.
Wang Wu stood there dazed, watching, while various thoughts flashed through his mind, such as terror, such as conquering the terror, such as liking—embracing the snake?
It seemed not entirely unreasonable.
After a long while, he sighed softly, took the storage pouch prepared by She Shoujiu for him, and found that there were a lot of good things inside, even more abundant than Lv Dongyang's.
After all, it was a Thousand-Year Great Demon.
Wang Wu wasn't too excessive, mainly because he knew all of these were his, even the old snake was his, so there was no point in stealing.
At this moment, he followed the Pill Formula and took out the corresponding Spirit Grass, Spirit Fruit, and various strange auxiliary items, totaling three to fifty different ones.
Anyone unaware might think he was preparing herbal medicine.
