The next morning, the evil demon warriors gathered in the Narcissus Palace began to leave in an orderly manner under the guidance of the disciples of the Immortal Palace.

Meng Zhao dragged it until noon to Gu Sinan. Yun Fei and the other two bid farewell. When they left, they looked straight into the sky, and the vast and surging peaks were still so magnificent and magnificent to him.

At the same time, I was secretly regretting that Grandmaster Qiao did not come to him after all.

He knew that Grandmaster Qiao had a relationship with the Meng family, but he was just speculating that it was impossible to come to the door to cling to the relationship directly. It was not that he was reluctant to let go of his face, but that the Grandmaster was moody. Grandmaster Qiao could underestimate the killing of Fu Ning and Kang Youde, but he might not be fierce and attacked him.

Therefore, the initiative is in the hands of Grandmaster Qiao, not him. He can only wait passively, but unfortunately he did not wait for the answer he wanted.

When we arrived at the river bank at the end of this wasteland, Zheng Que and Su Can, who were originally with Meng Zhao, also said goodbye and left, but it would not take long to meet again.

At this time, only Niu Dali, who had a naked chest, looked fierce and evil, and Wei Qi, who was gloomy and had a lot of worries.

Meng Zhao walked slowly along the river bank with lush water and grass, carrying his hands on his back. When he arrived at a low-lying near the swamp, he suddenly stopped and looked around. He looked around and was lonely and misty.

Niu Dali touched his big golden ring for some reason. He didn't know why he quickly looked for the ferry and returned to Kunnan County City by boat. Instead, he stayed in this place where birds did not shit. However, he had a good mentality and was idle. Meng Zhao was another big family. He was better at following him and drank spicy food than eating braised vegetables by himself.

In contrast, Wei Qi seemed very uneasy. From time to time, he looked out of the corner of his eyes, followed Meng Zhao, following him, and his back bent slightly, like the flattering dog legs in film and television dramas.

The ability to make a prestigious top master, one of the substitutes of the Daotian Daozi of the Earth, achieve this level, shows how much Meng Zhao has reached in his heart.

"Wei Qi, so many days have passed. Have you ever found the origin of the insect?"

While speaking, Meng Zhao slid a small bottle out of his cuff. His fingers bounced slightly at the bottom of the bottle, and the bottle plug at the neck was bounced open. A fat white insect squirmed and crawled out of the bottle and fell into Meng Zhao's palm. His round head swelled and shrank, and his black eyes looked full of spirituality.

It can be seen that Meng Zhao has raised this human worm well during this period. Not only has he not lost weight, but he has become a little fatter. This is also thanks to Gu Sinan's tips on him for feeding this worm.

It’s just a pity that Meng Zhao always felt that although Gu Sinan usually had a harmonious relationship with him and had a good relationship, he had concealed something from him only on this human worm, which made him feel a shadow in his heart and could not let go.

This is actually very unreasonable, just intuition and guessing, but Meng Zhao really believed in the most intuitive feeling deep in his heart.

Niu Dali was a little confused. He looked at the fat bug in Meng Zhao's palm and was confused. Isn't it just a bug? What's the big deal? What else should I check for the origin?

Wei Qi trembled all over, his face turned pale, his lips were dry, and he cracked into pieces of dead skin. He looked frightened and distracted, lowered his head and gritted his teeth.

"Master, my subordinate is incompetent. Although I have borrowed some books from the Demon Lord Hall, I have not gained anything yet. But please rest assured that when I leave Kunnan, my subordinates will be able to find out the origin of the bug."

There is nothing wrong with this. Although there are many books in the Demon Lord’s Palace, those that can be lent out must be very ordinary and will not involve any precious information.

On the mountain, the channels are limited, so Wei Qi has no choice but to do so, which is normal.

Meng Zhao sighed disappointedly,

"I already have clues. I know that this bug is a human worm. Why do you find nothing? Are you really not clear or have found something, but you don't want to tell me?"

Wei Qi was shocked, and he didn't know if he felt the danger. He hurriedly ran to Meng Zhao, knelt humbly on the ground, and grabbed the ground with his head. The force was quite strong, and the splashed soft soil flew up. If the soil here was not soft, he would have been bleeding.

So humble and so doing, he just felt the danger, which forced him to do so.

Meng Zhao's murderous intent was vague, which made it difficult for him to grasp. He simply put his posture to the lowest point to reduce the possibility of Meng Zhao's attack.

If it were ordinary people, even some congenital martial artists with a slightly tough personality, could not do such a shameless thing. After all, they were killed by corpses and blood. If they died, they would die. Eighteen years later, they would be a hero again.

Wei Qi failed. Strictly speaking, his martial arts is no different from being brought by initiation. He can absorb all his skills and gain others' strength. He has almost no tempering of martial arts will. He has nothing except for his strong true energy and powerful means.

Naturally, it would be natural for him to save his life that others would never make.

Making money is not terrible, and the same way, if you want to survive, you are not terrible.

Since he shook his tail and begged for mercy at Meng Zhao and was secretly controlled by techniques, his dignity and personality have been completely abandoned by him. His only purpose is to survive, and he does not hesitate to do so.

Niu Dali widened his eyes and murmured,

"Human body worm? Human body worm, is this a human body worm?"

But he didn't even want to make fun of Wei Qi. A pair of bull eyes stared at the fat white worm in Meng Zhao's palm, surprised, curious, and a little envious.

Meng Zhao was stunned and ignored Wei Qi who was kneeling on the ground and begging for forgiveness, and asked,

"Brother Niu, why, do you know about human worms?"

"I know a little bit, a little bit, a little bit, I know a master of deworming. I don't know him. I have heard him say that this kind of insect is very magical and rare. Sometimes one of them may not be able to be produced for hundreds of years, so there are very few classics recorded, and most people really don't know it."

Niu Dali is a little complacent. Usually, he always shows himself as a villain, and is rather rude and arrogant. Finally, he has a time to show his knowledge, but he doesn't seize this opportunity to pretend?

Unfortunately, Meng Zhao was not interested in learning more about the human worms. He already knew about it from Gu Sinan. All he thought was to find out the information in his hand, and then asked,

"Brother Niu, have you ever recognized what kind of human worm this is in my hand?"

Niu Dali was speechless immediately. Where could he recognize these?

If Meng Zhao hadn't said that the insect was a human worm, he would have almost thought it was a bug that was brought down from a big tree.

"I can't see this, this, old cow."

Although he was reluctant, he shook his head a little discouraged.

He is interested in practicing martial arts, murder, building achievements, acting as a mighty person, and even women, but how could he be interested in insects?
Chapter completed!