Surprise! The popular villain is actually Long Aotian's wife

Ordinary sub-parasites are too weak to be tough. Those silk threads are made of unknown material, but they are extremely sharp. The dense silk threads are almost like an impenetrable light net when waved, cutting most of the parasites into pieces.

The woman still had a pair of cold snake eyes, revealing the coldness of an animal. "Give me the devil's heart, and I will spare your lives."

The little girl rolled her eyes in annoyance: "Whose lunatic is this? He is sick! It's nothing special that he can release bugs to bite people!"

"If not... I would have released a bunch of zombies to beat you until you cry." She muttered in hatred.

She was so angry that she turned around and said, "Huan Dasha! You bite her too!"

The physical training man raised his foot to step on the densely packed poisonous insects under his feet and shook his head helplessly. He picked up the little girl like a rag doll and placed her on his arm.

He tried to negotiate, "I think she really wants the fruit, so there's no need to fight like this. How about you sell it to her?"

The little girl grabbed the man's clothes and sat on his broad shoulders, just like a rag doll sitting on a black bear's shoulders.

She crossed her arms, kicked her little leather boots, and pouted, "If she wants me to give it to her, how can she be so shameless! Besides, that fruit is so ugly and unique, I want it too."

The man held her feet with one of his broad hands to prevent her from falling. "If you want it, then I won't sell it to you. You can keep it for fun."

A cute little red leather boot stepped on the man's palm.

The little girl crossed her legs, folded her arms and sat on the man's shoulders. She raised her little face and snorted, "Of course!"

The Gu Master opposite was thin and pale, as if she couldn't see the sunlight. Her body was wrapped in an overly loose black robe, and the hood covered her eyes, which were strange and had snake-like pupils.

The woman's expression was numb and cruel.

There was no normal expression on her face from beginning to end, but there was a gleam of determination in her eyes.

He put his pale hand into his sleeve, and pinched out two golden objects between his bony fingers.

It is like a thin thread, barely perceptible to the naked eye, but it is alive, wriggling and wriggling.

The dry and bloodless lips gently opened, and the woman said in a strange tone: "Golden Thread Gu, go!"

She opened her fingers and released two extremely rare golden thread Gu.

The golden thread Gu swam in the air and flew towards the body cultivator and the little girl.

The golden thread Gu is a soul-eating Gu that can enter the body of a cultivator through the skin, use the cultivator's flesh, blood and spiritual power as energy, and quickly reproduce and produce a large number of offspring Gu.

This is the method that many monks fear the most, because it is almost impossible to guard against.

The tall and strong physical trainer had walked some distance with his young aunt, completely ignoring the strange woman behind him.

Logically speaking, she forced the sale on Yiyi, and the man wanted to punch her and warn her to stay away from his sister.

Because if you are not careful you can lose your life.

But the hooded woman was so thin, as if she had been malnourished for many years, and her skinny body was almost pitiful.

The man looked down at his fist and felt that if he punched him, his skeleton would be shattered. He had no choice but to shake his head and give up.

The golden thread Gu was getting closer and closer to the two of them, and the hooded woman's eyes were getting hotter and hotter.

Bang.

A golden thread Gu stumbled when it was drilling into the skin of a human body repairer, and its head was knocked crooked.

This man's skin is too tough, it can't get through.

It tries to drill its nostrils.

A stream of hot air spurted out, and the filamentous golden thread Gu was blown away tens of thousands of miles away by the man's breath, disappearing without a trace.

Hooded woman: “…”

She gritted her teeth and controlled another golden thread Gu to attack the little girl.

The golden thread Gu had not yet touched the little girl's skin.

An invisible and terrifying yin energy emanated.

Yin energy is formed by the long-term gathering of ghost energy. All living things will feel uncomfortable when under its cover.

Such a thick Yin energy was so chilling that the golden thread Gu was directly frozen by the Yin energy and corroded by the ghost energy.

The hooded woman gritted her teeth.

She is protected by Yin energy!

Having lost two rare golden thread Gu at once, she dared not act rashly again.

Xingyu set up the tent nearby and started recruiting team members.

Apparently she was relying on her looks to attract people to sign up, so she dressed up beautifully today.

The green gauze covers the crimson skirt, and the red shirt is woven into a gorgeous pattern.

She has a Chu waist and a leech collar, and is dressed like a fairy, she is extremely beautiful.

The conditions for recruiting team members are listed on the sign. Meeting the requirements is secondary. The most important thing is to attract everyone's attention.

Qi Wuyue was curious: "Why can she not wear school uniform? Is she privileged?"

This fancy color of red and green.

Good aesthetic.

Bing Chenji: "No, actually she did wear it."

The academy is quite strict. After all, he, the great Master Bing, can be punished to scoop up poop in the Spirit Beast Garden just for dyeing his school uniform.

Qi Wu Yue: "Where?"

Why can't he see it?

Bing Chenji: "The base layer, the white skirt."

A layer of white, a layer of red, and another layer of green.

At this time, a woman in a white dress came over gracefully, first she cried "Ah!", then held her head and fell into Bing Chenji's arms.

It didn't matter that she fell.

But Bing Chenji was sitting on the small stool handed to him by the lackey.

He has long legs and it is already cramped to sit on the small bench, but he tries his best to maintain his composure and look cool.

So he looks quite cool, but actually his two legs are shaking under his clothes.

Plus the white dress woman’s pounce.

Bing Chenji fell backwards immediately.

The small stool collapsed.

Bing Chenji fell on his back

The woman in the white dress with one hand on Bing Chenji: It didn’t achieve the effect I expected, it’s a bit embarrassing.

The lackey immediately shouted "My young master" and hurried to help the man.

The lackey pushed the woman in white dress aside with his butt, pulled Bing Chenji up from the ground, and Kuku patted the dirt off the young master.

The dust floating in the air fell onto the clothes of the woman in the white dress, and she hurriedly took a few steps back.

Noticing something again, she looked up, a few tears squeezed out of her almond-shaped eyes, and she was about to cry to Bing Chenji, biting her lip and said, "I'm so sorry, Master Bing, Jiao Xing didn't mean it."

Bing Chenji, whose butt was hurt badly after falling, said: What bad luck.

The lackey brushed the dirt off his body, and saw the young master covering his butt with a frustrated look on his face.

The lackey said considerately: "Master, would you like me to rub your buttocks for you?"

Look, he uses such polite words in order to take the young master's self-esteem into consideration.

Bing Chenji: I’ll kick him even if it hurts.

The dog-legged man who was kicked by the young master raised his buttocks and said, "Young master, are you kicking me again?"

It's not that he is a lackey and his flattery is without bottom line.

After all, the young master gave him so much that he had no way to repay him.

He made up his mind: he must do it, he would do whatever the young master told him to do, he would never go west if the young master pointed east, and he would never hit a mosquito if the young master told him to swat a fly.

Bing Chenji's eyes were filled with anger: "Get lost."

The lackey was not angry, and took out a futon from his storage bag: "Master, the small stool has fallen apart, how about you reluctantly sit on the futon for a while."