The hapless Fu Yi immediately rose into the air with a deep mist, and since the cold air below was not aggressive, she did not rush to leave, but stayed in the air to observe what was going on.

The place where the cold breeds is where the four-leaf clover is most densely distributed, and when he looks down, there is the center of the rhizome web, and the slender rhizomes are entangled, not as empty as the surrounding ones, but solidified into a ball.

The cold air was emitted from the ball, and Fu Yi did not dare to probe her divine sense into the innermost part, she faintly sensed the existence of living creatures inside, and the reason why she could not be sure was because she had not found any breath of living creatures from the time she arrived here until she found the cold air. "It suddenly appeared at this time, it can't be that it was just born, right?"

Whisk felt that this idea was ridiculous, but it was not entirely impossible. Some spirit insects or demon beasts are out of the shell, and there is no life exposed when they are hatched in the shell, and Changli has also said that the bird clan is only born at the moment when it breaks out of the shell.

"What the hell could it be......" Rinse's curiosity was quickly satisfied. A crystal clear fat insect squeezed out of the rhizome ball, because it was so fat, the meat was squeezed into several parts, and the incomprehensible thin feet kept kicking, and finally completely broke free from the shackles.

The breath on the fat bug's body was not as yin and evil as Fu Yi expected, but it couldn't help but exude a gentle cold air, cold, and occasionally wisps of white mist appeared.

It has milky white eyes, looks a little demented, and has no looks, and if you look at its sluggish progression, you can see that the way it perceives the world is not binary.

Fu Yi didn't perceive the danger from it, but it was normal to think about it, it was just a first-order spirit insect that had just been born, and even if there was any anti-heaven natal secret technique, he hadn't learned how to use it.

The insect is cautiously touching the world in a newborn posture, even though at the moment, this world is only a dark underground and a large web of countless slender rhizomes, which does not prevent it from bumping into it with curiosity.

Whisk watched it climb up the "grid", rubbing it around as if it were repeatedly confirming and remembering, and after a while, the little worm crawled from the rhizome to the dirt, and the simple two things made it feel novel.

During the observation, Fu Yi found that in addition to the cool breath in its body, there was also a kind of vitality that originated with the four-leaf clover. "Doesn't this mean that this insect is something related to the dragon clan? I didn't see it, Qingqing is white and fat, and he is actually related to the Qinglong clan. ”

The insect does not have the same breath as the Arowana, and it is even more different from Yi Evil by 108,000 miles. "No, it's not a relationship, it should just be related. ”

While Fu Yi was guessing in his heart, the fat bug had already tried his best to poke out a round head, squeezing the ground and writhing outward. From the point of view of its divine sense, most of its body was struggling in the dirt, and only an extremely desperate head was left outside, which looked somewhat cute.

"Seeing that you are so pitiful, I will help you. "It's rare to send a useless kindness in the clothes, and she can't tell why, but she suddenly thought of it and did it. As her consciousness gently grabbed the fat bug and pulled it out, she suddenly felt a strange dependence. "What's the situation, you won't treat me as your mother, right?"

Fuyi looked at the fat bug that kept writhing after leaving the ground, and she was simply confused and confused. She has been hundreds of years old in her two lives combined, but she has never heard that the spirit insect can take the initiative to recognize the human race as her mother! The emotions of attachment are constantly coming, and she is more afraid than any kind of attack in the world, she is still young, she doesn't want to be a mother!

"That's not right," Fu Yi soon found that the fat insect didn't seem to be interested in herself, but in her dantian, "cough, I thought too much." But you insect is quite discerning, you can recognize good things when you are born, for the sake of you being so knowledgeable, Qiankun will be your mother with a stick of incense. ”

Qiankun: "......" doesn't know if killing the lord is considered a violation of the way of heaven, forget it, this is not the work of a good sword, or listen to orders honestly.

The aggrieved Qiankun conveyed a burst of impatience, angrily drilled out of the dantian and suspended in front of the spirit insect, and deliberately hummed majestically, trying to deter this little insect that did not know the height of the sky.

Whisking clothes looked at a sword and a worm like watching a play, and I couldn't wait to move a small stool and sit while drinking tea while watching the play. "Qiankun, you just follow it, maybe you can recognize this insect son, and the breath in its body can still be used by you. That's the unique vitality of the Qinglong clan, so it's a blessing. ”

Qiankun didn't even bother to convey any emotions to her, and silently shut himself down.

"Hey, I can't talk about you, you can shut yourself up at every turn, who did you learn this trick from?" Fu Yi laughed at the natal sword, and was about to stimulate it a few more words, but when he saw the fat insect writhing wildly as if he didn't want to die, he jumped up from the ground and jumped to the tip of the sharpest sword in Qiankun.

As a soft insect that does not have strong lower limbs and is seriously overweight, its movements are simply surprising, and it was unable to react when it was in place for a while, and when it was put into action to find out its divine sense and prepare to rescue, it saw that the fat insect turned into a blue and white mixed spiritual liquid and merged into the world.

"Is this suicide?!"

Fu Yi couldn't help but exclaim, and rushed forward a few steps to Qiankun, only to see that it was covered with a thin layer of blue and white spiritual liquid, which was refined in less than a moment.

Fuyi: "......" This can't be considered eating a son, right?"What's going on? I can't stop you from devouring it?"

Qiankun conveyed a vague thought, saying that he was very safe and very happy and satisfied.

Fu Yi sensed that there was more vitality in the sword, it was the kind unique to the Qinglong clan, and it was obvious that the fat insect had given all his strength to Qiankun, without even a trace of hesitation.

This situation has confused the self-proclaimed well-informed Fuyi, except for this vitality, there is no other change in Qiankun's body, the spiritual wisdom has not increased because of this, the coercion has not become stronger because of this, and as for the power of the attack, the Fuyi is estimated to have no change.

The clothes had to be put away and let it digest the vitality sent to the door on its own, as for what it was for, I will always know it slowly in the future. She dives underground, intending to find something in the rhizome balls where the fat bug was born.

After stalking in the dirt for a while, he soon reached the outside of the ball, and his clothes poked out his divine sense, only to see more than a dozen small broken shells scattered on a huge scale without the slightest breath.

Remember the mobile version URL: