It was in the fairy forest, and it didn't deliberately leave Ji Xiaohu, but it smelled a demonic aura and followed.

The Phantom Wolf Clan, which is a demonic beast, is naturally very familiar with demonic energy, Xiaobai is only one year old, growing up on the blood peak, it can be said that he is simple-hearted and ignorant of the world, but he didn't expect that this one would fall into a trap full of myelin-eating insects.

These insects, which look black and ordinary, are myeloid worms that tortured Xiaobai so badly that they couldn't be wiped out, and in a short period of time, they actually bit one of its ribs and got into it.

It finally got out of the trap, ran all the way, smelled the breath of Huang Qingwan and Ji Xiaohu, and found this place.

"Skeleton--" Xiaobai was extremely aggrieved, his big eyes were full of tears, and he was soaked in potions, and it hurt terribly.

"Little white behave, bear with it no matter how long you endure, these insects are afraid of this rotting worm."

Ji Xiaohu touched Xiaobai's head and said comfortingly.

A pair of big black and white eyes, but at this time he was a little worried.

After a cup of tea, sure enough, a piece of black stuff floated out of Xiaobai's bones, Ji Xiaohu squinted, each myeloid eater was less than one-third the size of a sesame seed, a piece of black sesame seeds, all of them were corpses at this time, and the medicinal power of the rotting insects was very amazing.

The Phantom Wolf was also startled, looking at the black hemp thing floating on the purple potion, and its Heavenly Spirit Cover was numb.

It seems that it is really not a good thing to have a body with only a pair of bones.

Ji Xiaohu didn't dare to take it lightly, so he scattered the pot of rotting insects, and added another full pot, so that Xiaobai ran away for another hour.

Sure enough, an hour later, several more myeloids emerged from Xiaobai's bones.

"The vitality of the myeloid eater is very tenacious, and once there is one left in the bone, the consequences are unimaginable." Ji Xiaohu said, he has been letting the ghost wolf soak more than a dozen pots, and he is sure that in its bones, a myeleater is gone, so he can rest assured.

The ghostly wolf's painful bone-faced dog face twitched, soaked in rotting insects, as uncomfortable as being bitten by thousands of ants.

"Xiaobai is so brave." Seeing that there were no more myeloid eaters in the rotting worms, Ji Xiaohu touched the little head of the Phantom Wolf approvingly, scooped it up, and wiped its body clean with wormwood, which was relieved.

"Skeleton--" Xiao Bai let out a low sound, and then his eyes fell on the sleeping heavy Huang Qingwan, a pair of big eyes, revealing a somewhat accusatory look.

"Xiaobai, don't be noisy until the moon." Ji Xiaohu's bones were still in pain, but he couldn't bear to wake up the ghostly wolf and pull it lightly.

It's just a pair of big eyes, but there is a bit of worry.

In this fairy forest, how can there be such a thing as a myelin-eating worm?

This kind of insect not only eats bone marrow, but also eats even the primordial spirit, and if it is entangled, the consequences are unpredictable.

Fortunately, the level of these myeloid eaters is very low, and they can be dispersed by scattering the rotting insects, and if they are higher-level myeloid eaters, even if they are a heavenly spirit master, there is no scum left that can be gnawed by them in an instant.

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"Ding~" At this moment, I only heard a crisp bell ring outside the wooden house.

Ji Xiaohu was stunned, only to feel a murderous aura coming from outside the house.

"Skeleton ---" the Phantom Wolf let out a low growl, baring its teeth and glaring at a pair of Nether Eyes, looking out of the cabin. "Ding~" The bell sounded again.

"Squeak--" The next moment, the wooden door burst open.

The murderous aura poured in like a tide, and Ji Xiaohu only felt a cold behind him, so he was pulled over.

turned around, but saw that Yueyue, who was sleeping, woke up at some point, with a pair of dark red eyes, at this time, staring coldly at the wooden door.