Ever since she remembered what Moran had taught her years ago, Lan Shuying had always wanted to try it for herself.

This is the Gu according to Moran's secret method, according to common sense, it should have been sealed for a year, but according to this method, it is not needed, and the results will be produced in seven days at most.

A thumb-length golden beetle swaggered its head high, waving its forepaws for a while, and it crawled gracefully to the final prize, a drop of dark purple blood.

Then, it buries itself and tastes it.

Lan Shuying stared intently.

But the ending disappointed her again - the golden beetle twitched violently for a while, as if in great pain, and all its hook-like claws were sliding wildly, and after struggling for ten minutes, it never moved again.

Again.

Lan Shuying sat back in frustration.

She remembered that the Gu she refined last time was poisoned when she lasted until the ninth minute, which meant that she still had progress this time, but what kind of progress was this, what kind of Gu King she wanted was a Gu King who could fight side by side with her!

Now there is almost no way to go further in martial arts, and she has to make up for it from other places, Gu is her priority, but this path seems to be ...... It doesn't work.

In fact, the quality of the Gu she refined was getting higher and higher every time, which showed that there was absolutely no problem with the operation. And with the medicinal herbs and poisonous herbs she could get, this golden beetle was already the best Gu worm she could cultivate today.

In order to achieve the concentric effect, the winning Gu that had gone through layers of elimination had to drink her blood, which was the last and most important step.

It's like the seasoning link when cooking, it seems simple, but it is actually the sublimation of the whole event, whether it can be refined into a Gu King, and what level the Gu King will be refined, the answer is in this step.

Then the question arises.

When Mo Xuewei entered the Thousand Sorrow Caves, it was very late compared to the competitors of the same period, she was the youngest, and she didn't dare to trouble others at first, so she had to find wild fruits with different poisons to fill her stomach. When she was so hungry that she even forced herself to eat raw meat from poisonous snakes and poisonous beasts.

I don't know if it's the power of the plot, in short, she wasn't poisoned, but instead practiced a body of poisonous blood.

This poisonous blood is her hidden weapon, and it is also one of the sources of pain that brings her, for example, it makes Mo Xuewei a wonderful flower of the Nannan Holy Sect.

Because from the eighty-year-old man to the seven-year-old naughty boy there, everyone can control Gu, but the advantages and disadvantages are different.

If Mo Lan is a once-in-a-century genius, then as her daughter, Mo Xuewei is definitely an unprecedented Gu Dao waste material! She couldn't make a qualified Gu at all, she would only poison the Gu worms she had worked so hard to cultivate.

Gu worms pursue concealment and nirvana, and the use of large creatures is not considered a qualified product, and the small size cannot bear the toxicity.

When he arrived at Lan Shuying, he obviously couldn't break this spell.

The sweet fragrance was pervasive, and the snakes that had been waiting outside for a long time finally couldn't bear it anymore, and crawled in from all directions of the room spitting letters, aiming at the open porcelain jar on the table.

Lan Shuying rubbed her eyebrows irritably, but didn't chase them, and added two scoops of water to the porcelain jar, and the insect corpses suddenly floated up layer by layer, the blood was diluted, and the water turned a faint purple.

She stepped aside and didn't disturb them eating.

The serpents scurried up for what was in their eyes.

"Help! Lots of snakes! Ahhh ”

There was a long scream outside the house.

Lan Shuying was stunned for a moment when she heard this familiar voice, but she didn't react.

"Why are you here?"

The cold voice sounded like heaven to Jiang Yan's back, and he looked obsessively at the girl in the blue dress who came out of the stone house.

She hasn't changed, she's still so good-looking.

The skin of the frost and snow, the delicate and glamorous appearance, and the starry eyes that are affectionate without smiling, are just ......

"How do your lips ......"

It is no longer the color of red, but the unforgettable deep purple, with this national costume with very little fabric, it looks more and more different from ordinary people.

Her feet were bare, vaguely separated from the ground by a short distance, and she seemed to be floating on closer inspection, like the demons and monsters in the story who eat people's hearts, and her eyes were cold...... Each of them exudes the smell of rejection from thousands of miles away.

His concern did not impress Lan Shuying, she said lightly: "You'd better not get close to me, my poison is even stronger, and now there is no second Hundred Flowers Cordyceps Pill for you." ”

Jiang Yanhui's first reaction was to grin, this aunt was willing to admit that the one that was fed to him at the beginning, called Baihua Cordyceps Pill, was really a good thing.

She, sure enough, is the same as my grandfather said, she has a knife mouth and a tofu heart, and she is a good girl.

He is still burdened with the whole family's hope for his wife, hehe smiled, didn't mind her coldness, took out a white porcelain bottle and said ostentatiously: "It's okay, I discussed this with my grandfather, it is Mr. Fang's own antidote pill, just eat this, don't be afraid!" ”

Lan Shuying sneered, what was she afraid of?

I haven't seen him for a long time, Jiang Yanhui has changed from a weak chicken boy to a handsome boy, his complexion has changed from pale to wheat, and he is a little more manly, this face is still the standard of the world's best color, but now it is more handsome for men.

Overall, it's more pleasing to the eye than it used to be.

It's been three years, and the male protagonist is still so interested in her, does it mean that the female protagonist is no longer singing?

Lan Shuying thought of this floor and led him into another stone house, "Come in and sit." ”