Looking at the bottle in Shen Moli's hand, which was said to be the only antidote, the worm didn't dare to relax at all in his eyes and said, "Little girl, you can bring that medicine close to me and smell it." ”

It is true that whether the bottle of medicine in Shen Moli's hand can unravel the poison on the worm's body, it is difficult to estimate the worm. But the figure in the poisonous fog who never wanted to appear made the worm believe the bottle of medicine.

It is a dying person, and even if the medicine does not have the slightest antidote effect, it may aggravate the toxicity, and the worm recognizes it.

In Yu Zhen's opinion, if he tried the medicine himself, if this medicine can really detoxify, while saving his own life, at least he can leave a way back for Shen Moli.

But if you can't unravel your own poison, no matter how bad you are, you will only die.

At this moment, the worm didn't want Shen Moli to have too much to do with the bottle of medicine in his hand.

"The bracelet in your hand seems to be unremarkable, but it is not so protective of the Lord's heart. Hearing the worm's words, the man in the fog spoke again.

In this poisonous fog that obscured the sight, the man who couldn't tell whether he was friend or foe seemed to have a clear understanding of Shen Moli and the earthworm's every move.

Holding the medicine bottle in his hand, Shen Moli frowned deeply, but he didn't mean to hand the medicine to the worm.

In his previous life, Shen Moli encountered many sneak attacks with drugs in many pursuits. At this moment, holding the medicine bottle in his hand, even if it was not opened, Shen Moli could feel that the inside of the bottle wall was extremely eroded.

The uneven wall of the bottle, in Shen Moli's swaying, there was a very fine swaying sound. And because of the extreme unevenness inside, the sound is particularly turbulent.

From the swaying of the liquid in the bottle that had been turned into a potion by the man, Shen Moli had already guessed that the so-called antidote in the bottle was an extremely corrosive thing.

Although the worm has become a pottery spirit, it is not fearless.

Clay is not afraid of wind and frost, but once swallowed by such highly corrosive items, coupled with the poisonous mist of the worm itself, I am afraid that it will die completely after a long time.

This was a situation that Shen Moli never wanted to see, and it also made Shen Moli even more vigilant around him in the liquid in the swaying bottle. She couldn't guess the purpose of the bottle of potion that the man handed her, and she only hoped that there would be no other branches when the worm was already struggling.

For the person hiding in the fog, Shen Moli pondered for a few breaths before speaking: "This son, I have no intention of being an enemy of the evil overflow clan, I just want to remove the danger that the golden basket will explode and bring to the surrounding area. ”

"Oh, how do you know that I am friendly with the Evil Yi Clan?" seemed to be attracted by Shen Moli's words, and the looming figure in the fog finally flew in front of Shen Moli, and said with an evil smile.

The all-white hair, the turquoise eyes, and the skin as white as pearls make everyone sigh to themselves, all show that the man is not of the five races.

Seeing the man's weirdness, the worm reminded Shen Moli angrily: "Be careful, he is from the Evil Yi Clan!"

"You Tao Ling is sharp-eyed. Hearing the worm's blunt penetration, the man was not annoyed, but still had an evil smile.

He has lived in the world of the golden basket for an unknown number of years, and has always been single. Now that he saw other people appear in this poisonous fog, he was a little interested in talking.

With some inquiry, the man looked at Shen Moli again and said, "You just said that this golden basket is about to be destroyed, but is it true?"

When the evil Yi clan fought against the evil emperor, the man was beaten into the golden basket by the clansmen, and he lived until now.

In the past, the words of "Feng Ling, you want to live" when people of the same clan parted have always lingered in Feng Ling's sea of knowledge. After so many years, he still didn't dare to forget the picture of the clansmen fighting to the death when the evil emperor was coming.

In the initial period, with worries about his clansmen, Feng Ling didn't want to escape from the Golden Basket all the time.

But time has passed so far, but Feng Ling has completely exhausted his thoughts of leaving this place. He didn't dare to leave the golden basket, but he was afraid that beyond the golden basket was a river of blood flowing from the evil overflowing clan. The grief of wanting to save the clansmen, but being unable to bring them back to life, made Feng Ling hardly dare to guess what the world outside the golden basket was like now.

He was accustomed to such days of isolation from the outside world, lonely but bloodless.

For many years, he has been in the company of seemingly dangerous poisonous places, and he no longer wants to ask about the world.

When he saw Shen Moli, Feng Ling felt bored and panicked, so he shuttled through the poisonous fog to attract Shen Moli's attention.

Unexpectedly, this teasing was to get such a shocking thing as the golden basket will be ruined.

"That's right, when I was outside the golden basket, I saw a turbulent aura surging in the golden basket, and I thought it was about to explode, so I hurriedly entered the world in the golden basket. Childe has been in the golden basket all the year round, hasn't he felt the turmoil in the golden basket?" Shen Moli replied truthfully.

Although the man handed her a bottle of corrosive medicine, through the man's evil surface, Shen Moli could feel that the man's nature was not bad.

Moreover, although the golden basket was shrouded in a thick poisonous mist, Shen Moli, a person who had just entered this place, could feel the wind and clouds in the golden basket, and strange phenomena came out, Shen Moli didn't believe that the man had lived here for so long, and he would not notice the changes in the golden basket.

Sure enough, Shen Moli's words made the man thoughtful.

He lowered his head, his eyes flowing with a few traces of unknown meaning, and he was silent for a moment before continuing: "The bottle contains my blood, although it is extremely poisonous. But the poison between the poisonous fog is not inferior to the poison of my blood. Pour my blood on your clay bracelet and fight poison with poison, and you will naturally cure the poison in its body. ”

Living in a place full of toxic fog has never been easy.

When he first entered this place, the immortal aura was swirling, and the excessively thick poisonous gas made Feng Ling extremely faint, and his life was in danger. But for some reason, after wandering on the edge of life and death several times, Feng Ling not only did not die, but also formed an excellent toxin in his blood that balanced the poisonous mist.

With the poison in his blood, Feng Ling has never encountered much danger in these lives.

Even if they occasionally encounter one or two poisons, after secretly invading Feng Ling, most of them will not be able to get any benefits, but will be infected by the toxins in Feng Ling's blood and die of poison.

Although Feng Ling's blood was extremely poisonous, there were no other toxins in the worm's body. Using Feng Ling's blood to restrain the poisonous mist is the best choice.

"How can I trust you?" Hearing Feng Ling's words, the worm asked with disbelief in his eyes.

It is true that the worm did not believe in Feng Ling's words, but only felt that Feng Ling's blood was poisonous, and if he drank it himself, he must have other schemes.

The evil overflow clan has a bad reputation, and suddenly disappeared from the world for 10,000 years, but just thinking that Feng Ling is a member of the evil overflow clan, the worm is full of hostility.

"Life is yours, believe it or not. Sensing the smell of gunpowder in the worm's words, Feng Ling coldly dropped a sentence and said.