I asked you to go down the mountain and get married, not to shock the world!

The two walked in while talking.

When Mingchuan saw the dim light and foul smell coming from the room, his face cracked for a moment.

But he quickly adjusted himself and held his breath.

"Is your room... not poisonous? Don't let it poison me to death just now after I came in."

Fang Wa calmly shook her head, "No."

The vessel containing the poisonous insect emitted a deep light.

Fang Wa was not affected by Mingchuan who had just come in. He completely treated Mingchuan as his own. He returned to his original position, lowered his head and put the rootless water he had collected before into the vessel.

After coming into contact with the rootless water, the color of the strange insect residue and mucus inside was spread out and faded a little, and clear and fine red lines appeared in it, like links that were gradually repairing the originally broken limbs.

Then, Fang Wa was seen grinding a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum into powder with a jade pestle, and then pouring it into the container accurately.

Add some extra Ice Soul Silver Lotus and mix together.

There was a sizzling sound in the vessel, and a lot of cold air came out of it. The sizzling sound just now was like the sound of limbs being frozen into frost by the Ice Soul Silver Lotus.

Mingchuan moved a little closer and actually saw that the disgusting pool of liquid had solidified into ice crystals.

Fang Wa picked up the jade pestle and beat it bit by bit until it broke into slag. He then ground all the slag into powder and put it into a jar full of poisonous insects.

He covered it with a black cloth, placed it in a dark and damp place, and shook it twice. Then he stood up, clapped his hands, and said to Mingchuan, "Okay, there's no problem."

"Wait 48 hours and we'll be able to go up the mountain."

Mingchuan nodded and said, "You've worked hard. Go and have a rest."

"it is good."

Fang Wa walked in front, Ming Chuan behind him. He took a closer look at the poisonous insect and thought of the white python in the mountains. Some strange thoughts began to grow in his mind...

……

The old man in black robe, who had already moved his position at this time, froze when he felt that his Gu King had been killed and even their retreat routes had been cut off one by one. The muscles on his face twitched violently, and his eyes were squeezed very small due to the twitching.

He angrily slapped the stone wall in front of him, and the wall was instantly broken into powder like tofu dregs, and the whole building was rattling.

Fortunately, the place where he is hiding now is not in a crowded urban area, but in a deserted suburb.

His chest heaved violently, like an enraged prehistoric beast, and the scars on his face trembled with his anger.

Perhaps sensing his anger, something began to stir beneath the black robe. After a moment, a huge centipede crawled out from his neck and lay across his face.

The centipede's dense tentacles clung tightly to his face, intersecting with the scars on his face...

"What a bunch of rubbish! Useless things!"

"I didn't expect it... Fangwa, Fangwa, you've been locked up in the mountains for so many years, yet you still have such a quick reaction time to deal with me... I spent a lot of effort to raise that Gu King!"

The old man in black robe had a ferocious look on his face, and it seemed as if layers of flames were burning on his body.

After a while, he was furious and pulled the centipede off his face, put it back under his black robe, turned around with an extremely ugly face, and left the city.

He had to get back to the mountain as soon as possible!

Otherwise, who knows what that kid might do with his Gu King!

……

During the two days of preparation, everyone was busy all the time. Even Min Yeyi, who was taking a break, was called up to discuss with them how to lay siege.

The two major sects are bound to be difficult to deal with, but the good thing is that they have not seen any activities of poisonous insects during this period of time, and the casualties in the city can finally be temporarily alleviated.

And the patients in the hospital are gradually showing signs of improvement.

Mingchuan prepared a large amount of realgar powder and a flame that could be ignited at any time as Fang Wa had said before. He also reported to his superiors and asked the fire department to be ready to go at any time.

He prepared the map, planned the route, and had several troops ready to be called upon at any time.

They had never had any definite news about being able to go up the mountain before, but now with Fang Wa here, they can finally try their luck!

Everyone was ready to go, waiting for orders.

After 48 hours, Mingchuan couldn't wait to urge Fang Wa, and the two of them went back into the Gu breeding room.

As soon as he entered, Mingchuan almost fainted and was overwhelmed by the smell in the room.

Ah Xiong, who was following behind, couldn't help it and vomited violently, complaining to Fang Wa.

"I wiped it off. What the hell is this? It stinks! It stinks even more than my socks that I haven't washed for ten days or half a month!"

"Tsk! How dare you say that!"

Mingchuan turned around and glared at him. Axiong quickly shut his mouth and dared not say anything.

Fang Wa scratched his head, looking a little embarrassed.

"It won't stink anymore in a while."

Everyone saw Fang Wa walk to the black jar and just as he lifted the black cloth on the outside, the foul smell came again, just like a stink bomb exploding in the house!

Unable to bear it any longer, the crowd retreated, and the sound of them vomiting could be heard in the corridor.

Only Mingchuan remained calm, forcing himself to wait in the house with Fangwa.

Fang Wa's face flushed with embarrassment.

"It's okay, don't worry about them, just do your thing." Mingchuan said to comfort her.

Fang Wa felt a little better.

He pricked his finger and dropped a drop of blood into the black jar.

Mingchuan couldn't help but frown when he saw this. This kid really thinks his body is made of steel.

If it weren't for him and Zhu Qingcheng helping to nourish this kid's body, how could his blood withstand such a release?

Before Mingchuan could complain, Fang Wa turned around and stared at him with her eyes fixed.

"Mr. Ming, I said I needed some of your blood. Could you please come over here?"

Mingchuan nodded and walked forward, imitating him. He pricked his fingertip and pointed at the black jar: "Drop it in?"

"Correct."

Fang Wa agreed, and Mingchuan stepped forward and dripped blood into it.

He hurriedly stirred the black jar back and forth a few times, and Mingchuan could clearly hear a sizzling sound coming from inside the black jar.

In just a short while, the foul smell in the room disappeared, replaced by an incredibly refreshing fragrance.

Mingchuan took a deep breath and immediately felt much better!

Even the group of people who were vomiting outside stopped vomiting and turned around to look into the house in surprise.

"What has this brought about?"