In the end, Feng Lingluo used the little spiritual power that Yan Chimu gave her to turn the small meatball in the palm of her hand into a red nematode, a bit like a nematode.

Feng Lingluo gave the wire worm to Yan Chimu, and then let go and recited a spell.

"Master Guoshi, you have to use this worm to lure out the worm!" Feng Lingluo said with a smile, pointing to the small hole where the night was still bleeding.

"Why don't you do it?" Yan Chimu raised his eyebrows puzzled.

"Master Guoshi, are you stupid, the third lady is a waste material, how can you use spiritual power?" Ye Anjiu said disgustedly, his white and innocent face was full of disgust.

"His Highness the Ninth is right!" Feng Lingluo nodded.

Generally speaking, only the female worm can introduce the worm out, but now that he doesn't know who the person who is the Gu is now, it is impossible to use the female worm to introduce the worm out, so Feng Lingluo used his own flesh and blood to forge a female worm, and let the fake female worm give the instructions to the subworm, but this requires a person with high spiritual power to do it.

She can't do it, it's not easy for her to make a pseudo-female worm, and it's easy to backlash by forcibly using the pseudo-female worm primer worm to come out.

Don't ask her why she knows, she's a demon catcher, and it's normal to be a little bit.

Don't talk about this, she will also raise little ghosts.

She used to have a cute kitten ghost, but unfortunately she is gone, and she doesn't know how it will live without her blood.

As soon as she thought of this, Feng Lingluo felt a little regretful, it was a pity that she had wasted her blood for ten years, she had already known that she would make more money for her.

"Good!" Yan Chimu promised Feng Lingyu to put the pseudo-female worm under the Yin Hall of the Night Shen Yang and urged it according to the method that Feng Lingluo said.

And Feng Lingluo was not idle, condensing the blood on his wrist into a blood-red transparent ball.

After touching two teas, Ye Shen finally had an emotional change.

There seemed to be something twisting and swimming on Ye Shenyang's originally calm face, and the host was quite painful during the writhing process, and the sweat of Ye Shenyang's pain had already soaked his hair, and he bit his lip tightly, and he didn't let himself have too much painful expression.

Everyone stared at Ye Shenyang, and finally saw clearly that there were really worms wriggling on Ye Shenyang's face.

I finally believe that the night sinking is not poison, nor is it a hidden disease.

After a while, the insect finally came out, and when Emperor Chaohuang saw this, he rushed forward and wanted to kill the insect with a knife.

Feng Lingluo's eyes widened, and just as she wanted to say something to stop it, she was stopped by Yan Chimu.

Yan Chimu took the opportunity to put the subworm into the blood ball in Feng Lingluo's hand.

The subworm struggled at first, and only then did it refrain from giving up.

Look at the night again, since the worm came out of his body. The originally white complexion also turned waxy yellow, Feng Lingyu finally nodded reassuringly, and finally returned to normal.

"Your Majesty, do you believe it wasn't my mother who did it this time?" Feng Lingluo turned his head to look at Emperor Chaohuang.

Emperor Zhuhuang was silent, and before he could speak, Feng Jinghong spoke eagerly.

"Maybe your mother did it a long time ago!" Feng Jinghong was not afraid of death, which made Emperor Zhuhuang embarrassed.

Feng Lingluo shrugged his shoulders and smiled at Feng Jinghong's death.

"Your Majesty, the deity has also carefully checked, this kind of insect needs the insect breeder to provide essence blood every day, it can't be Luo's!" Yan Chimu explained.

Feng Lingluo glanced at Yan Chimu gratefully, this guy is really powerful, and then looked at Feng Jinghong's face, and sure enough, it changed color.