With a gigantic bite, Ah Fu ripped away one-fifth of the flesh and blood on Pseudo-dragon's tail, revealing the clear muscle tissues below. Shortly after, strands of muscle fiber oozed drops of blood, which gradually increased.
Soon, Ah Fu bit down again, taking with him some of the fresh blood that had splattered airborne. By the third bite, his initial spot was too deep to bite again so Ah Fu shifted to another position, chewing furiously. The Pseudo-dragon cried out in agony.
Of the three zombies on the Pseudo-dragon's body, who was the most reserved? It was Xu Haishui, no doubt. Watching Ah Fu and Tang Ye enjoying their feast, Xu Haishui licked his lips, saliva threatening to dribble down. Multiple times, he wanted to join them but managed to restrain himself.
Zombies possess an irresistible desire for flesh and blood, let alone now? The sight of delicious fresh meat drove Xu Haishui almost mad.
