Speaking of which, the sound of rain bites the teeth.

He grabbed hundreds of little bugs, and he crushed them directly into powder.

Cold feather foam several people rushed to do the same.

These insects don't seem to be aggressive, and just for a moment, they were crushed clean by rain.

However, if the clouds are still in a gloomy coma, there are no signs of a half-awakening.

“This is [Rotten Tick] and loves to swallow rotten meat on human wounds, especially fresh corpses. But the fact is that these insects do not possess any spiritual or demonic powers, and even if they climb on mortals, they itch their skin at best. For spiritual, physically strong monks, it should be non-lethal. ”

Mu Xiao spoke low about the origin of this insect, and I couldn't figure it out.

She had just given Cloud Rush a cold pulse and found nothing abnormal about him.

It's not poisoning, it's not wounding, it's not firefighting.

At the heart pulse alone, there is a slight sense of blockage, and there seems to be a stiff breath.

Perhaps that's why the clouds are so cold.

But when and where did the clouds get cold?

Is it because of these rotten ticks?

Rotten ticks are not aggressive, which is illustrated by the fact that they can easily crush a rotten tick just after it rains.

“Little sister, if it wasn't for these ticks, why would Big Brother be in a coma? ”

The rain looked at the clouds as their chests fluctuated and their faces burned like fire, revealing a painful look, and their eyes turned red.

He grabbed Mu Yan's hand and looked up at her, his eyes filled with prayers, "Six Sisters, you, find a way to save Big Brother. I don't want Big Brother to die. ”

Mu Yan reached out and rubbed his head: “What are you talking about? How could I let Big Brother die without me? ”

She frowned so she could barely settle her mind: “You are here to guard Brother Big Brother, I will look nearby. ”

“Looking for what?” Ling Yuxuan said, “Little sister, I'll help you find it. ”

“Me too. ”

Mu Yan shook his head: “I don't know exactly what it is, but everything in the world is alive, and there must be something. Big Brother may have been poisoned, but I've never seen it before, so I can't diagnose it. If it's poison, within a hundred meters, there's bound to be something like that. ”

She smiled softly at the anxiously awaited gaze of the superiors: "Are you still worried about my safety? Rest assured, I will find a solution. You stay here and guard Brother Big Brother. After all, this is someone else's territory. Be careful. ”

……

With several rotten ticks in his hand, Muay walked one step towards the depths of the Snowmelon jungle.

She had a hunch that the elder brothers would be in a coma and should have something to do with these ticks.

[Summerbread Ice] Skill activated.

When Muang loosened the ticks in his hand, he found them quickly climbing in one direction.

The sky is already dark, and Muay can only probe with the illuminated crystal stone.

Soon, the rotting tick stopped in front of a concave ground and circled in place.

Moo-yan looked around and didn't notice any unique spiritual plants.

She took a deep breath and the magic violin appeared in the palm of her hand.

The strings move, the sound is loud, and the wind is rolling.

[Wan Si resonates] Start!

Soon, the surrounding plants of grasshoppers began to shake their leaves wildly.

Clean moonlight spills in the jungle, accompanied by music, as if it were the essence of the moon, absorbed by these grass trees.