Chapter 991: Resurrection Self-Destruct Gu (1)

The sun is high and it is the hottest time of the day. Please search () to see the most complete! At noon, when the update was fastest, Youruo was busy in the pharmacy for a morning before grinding out the medicinal soup of the 'resurrection' self-destructing Gu.

If you want to use the dead Gu worm to contact the Gu cultivator, you need to revive the Gu worm first! But this is not the same as reviving a real creature.

To bring the Gu worm back to life, it needs to grow a flesh body again. It is equivalent to cultivating a new Gu worm again, but due to the re-hatching of a new body on a necrotic Gu worm, it has become a 'mother-child' relationship with the original Gu worm.

In 21st century terms, it's cloning.

"Let it soak in the medicinal soup for two hours, and when it is ripe, you will be able to grow a living creature from it, and then... Hey, hey..."Yuruo laughed sinisterly.

It was useless to explain so much to Zhai Xiying, after Youruo took off his gloves, he grabbed Zhai Xiying's arm and pulled him outside the pharmacy.

As for the self-destructing Gu that was cultivating the 'resurrection', Youruo had already left a probe Gu by its side to take care of.

"Go to the front yard to find Zhai Qitao and the master to dine together." Although Zhai Xiying was dragged by Youruo, the direction was controlled by Zhai Xiying.

Youruo had this idea, and pulled Zhai Xiying to rush quickly, resulting in a 'bang' in her lower body, and her aunt's blood flowed more happily.

Zhai Xiying noticed that Youruo's body suddenly stiffened, and immediately asked nervously, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"I..." Youruo shyly wrung her legs slightly, today is the third day she has come to relatives, or one more day, she is really ashamed.

"What the hell is going on?" Zhai Xiying looked at Youruo with a look of daring to say but not daring to speak, and became even more worried.

Youruo went out, thinking that Zhai Xiying was her father-in-law, and she still cared about what to do. "Am I not on my menstrual period? I was walking too quickly just now, and all of a sudden it gushed out like a waterfall! ”

"......" Time seemed to stand still for a century, Zhai Xiying looked at Youruo without speaking, and Youruo looked at the green trees not far away and was stunned.

Then, two arms crossed Yuruo's waist and thighs, and hugged her whole person.

"Silly woman, you should have said it earlier." Where does Zhai Xiying understand what it feels like for a woman to have menstruation? If you say that the bleeding rushes out like a waterfall, I don't know how painful and uncomfortable it is.

Yu Ruo stayed in Zhai Xiying's arms in a daze, and on the way to the front yard, there were many small maids and maidservants passing by, and they were too shy to look up at the prince and the princess's loving gesture.

The prince was born tall and brave, and the handsome face made people intoxicated at a glance, with a hard face, delicate facial features, and the prince's spoiling of the princess from the heart, gentle and considerate made the woman want to pounce.

Today's King Ying is no longer the cold-blooded wolf who was like a wolf and a terrible ghost in the past, and I don't know how many maidservants in the palace quietly regard King Ying as a dream lover.

King Ying is only in his early twenties, so young, he will definitely marry a new wife in the future and take a concubine into the palace, so they are waiting for such an opportunity.

To be able to enter the royal family, even if you are a concubine, you are happy, not to mention that Prince Ying is still so bewitching and handsome!

"Huh~ I see that many women in the house are very shy when facing you." This is not a good phenomenon, Zhai Xiying is hers, how can Youruo allow other women to think about Zhai Xiying.

"With each other, the charm of a lady is even higher than that of a husband." Don't say that the women in the mansion are the servants in the mansion, the subordinates in the Hades Palace, who sees Youruo and doesn't have bright eyes?

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