As if remembering something, Hua Duoyu pointed at the butterfly with her index finger, which shrunk in a form visible to the naked eye, forming a cocoon, an adult.

A white chubby bug.

The white bug writhes, looks crystal clear, and is more like a work of art.

Ye Ranbai flipped through his memory several times, but he couldn't remember where he encountered this bug.

Butterflies, phew, bugs, could it be related to midnight white?

Ye Ran Bai relied on his lack of emotion to show his emotions, and scanned the white insects as a matter of course.

According to the routine, Ye Ranbai suspected that this was a pit.

'Something familiar. Ye Dyan Bai finally came to a conclusion.

"This was discovered by Yu from the pool of the Black Gorge Palace." Flower snatching feather kind reminder.

Pool?

It is the pool of medicine Gu, the medicine Gu that has been prepared for many years in the middle of the night, and finally recovers her seriously injured state.

This white worm was the one she ran to Ninety-Six City at that time and put it in the storage ring at random, and was later forgotten in the storage ring, thinking that she was suffocated to death, and threw it into the medicine Gu pool with the attitude of a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

Now that I think about it, the bug must not have died, otherwise the system would have been prompted a long time ago.

But...... What's the use?

Ye Ranbai was very sure that she was careful in disguise at that time, besides, even her breath and appearance were fake, and the cultivation of this insect could not be seen at all.

"You have conceived a hundred-year-old medicine Gu, what will happen if Yu kills it?"

As soon as Hua Duoyu spoke, Ye Ran Bai was stunned.

It seems to be a misunderstanding.

In other words, in the middle of the night, Bai had already taken precautions, and the matter of the medicine Gu was a matter of survival, and it was very strictly hidden.

Hua Duoyu may know the rumors from a certain source, but he does not know the specific formation period.

The "one mistake" of the wise man appeared.

Ye Ranbai is a little steady, as if he found a person floating in the air, and he can actually walk on his feet when he is tired.

Ye Ranbai saw Hua Duoyu pick up the Righteous Treasure Knife at his feet.

The insect struggled between the index finger and thumb of the slender gloweru.

"This knife, can it kill the medicine Gu?"

Hua Duoyu aimed the medicine Gu at the blade of the Righteous Treasure Knife.

Ye Ranbai felt that the development of the story was a bit dramatic, and at this moment she didn't need to cooperate with the tension to highlight the value of the bug.

Seeing that Ye Dye Bai didn't speak, Hua Duoyu put the insect on the blade.

Although the insect has not yet recovered all its memories, its instinct to survive is there, and it stiffens and does not dare to squirm.

Not satisfied, Hua Duoyu gently pressed her fingers against the insect.

"Click!"

Ye Ran made up the sound of slashing his waist.

The bug didn't die, it was just squashed, and a little bit of green blood came out.

Hua Duoyu picked up the worm, but after a few breaths, the worm's wound healed itself.

Leaf dyed white: ...... This worm may have done bad things, but it wasn't the worst of evil.

The heart demon couldn't help but interject: "We shouldn't reflect on why it stopped bleeding for a while, when you bleed an arm......"

"Don't talk about it, the stage in this seat has been demolished for you."

Ye Ranbai shielded the demons in his heart.

"This knife is a little blunt." Hua Duoyu thought that this was a sharp knife, and used the medicine Gu of the middle of the night to explore the way, but he was afraid that he would play the routine in the middle of the night.

But after the experiment...... Hua Duoyu began to wonder what she wanted to do by throwing the rusty knife in the middle of the night.

It seems, without the slightest lethality.

When used, there is no lethality in the slightest.

Thinking like this, he put his hand on the blade of the knife curiously, ready to try the strangeness of the knife himself.

Ye Ranbai couldn't help but mourn for a second for the flowers.

Sister, you have chosen a path of your own death.