As Mo Yizhi pointed, everyone saw a slender thread slowly wandering under Yue Junli's arm.

The thin line is half a finger long, like a slender worm hidden under the flesh, twisting and wandering towards the top of the arm in the direction of blood flow. If Mo Yi's eyes were not sharp and delicate, it would be difficult to detect it.

"Ah, is this a worm?" said a guard in surprise.

It is unclear whether the Gu insect Mo Yizhi is, but it is obvious that this is a parasite. If it is not taken out in time, the consequences will be unimaginable.

In the tropical rain forest in my previous life, Mo Yizhi had seen a person die under such parasites with his own eyes.

The man was infected without notice. When he suddenly bleeding from the seven holes while walking, everyone found that there were wriggling thin lines under his skin. Within half an hour, the man struggled to die in the extreme pain of the seven holes bleeding. After the man died, a large number of white insects surged out of the seven holes.

Mo Yizhi had seen the miserable death with his own eyes, and she stepped forward without saying much.

"It must be taken out immediately. If it is reproduced in flesh and blood, I dare not imagine the consequences." Mo Yizhi said, and had already taken out his scimitar and burned it on the torch.

Then he immediately tore off Yue Junli's wide sleeve with a "squeeze", pulled it into a cloth strip to force the area where his wrist was not infected with black and purple to prevent heavy bleeding and prevent the thin line from continuing to rush up.

Mo Yizhi thought of Yue Junchen. His wise man naturally understood the importance of this moment, and only nodded to Mo Yiyi, with trust in his eyes.

Mo Yizhi looked at Tianyi: "Will you come or I come."

"You come, I'm dizzy."

Mo Yizhi: "..."

If the situation was not urgent at this moment, Mo Yizhi really wanted to slap Tianyi on the forehead.

Don't say much.

Mo Yizhi started with a steady hand, and with a light stroke of the sharp blade, Yue Junli's arm suddenly felt a sense of blood and blood. The black blood slowly flowed out with the smelly blood.

Yue Junli, who was half unconscious, said "um" because of the pain. Yue Junchen pressed him down to prevent movement.

But to everyone's surprise, the thin line that was slowly upstream seemed to have turned around and swam to the other side with the wounds that Mo Yizhi drew out on the side.

Mo Yi's heart was not good, so he quickly drew a knife on the side of the thin line. He pressed the two fingers on both sides so that it could not move randomly. Then he pressed and lifted the tip of the scimitar, and immediately pulled out a thin black line.

The black line fell to the ground and twisted for a few times before it stopped moving. Mo Yizhi glanced at it and it turned out to be a worm.

As the worms were picked out, bright red blood gradually flowed out from the wound, which was originally black blood.

"It turns out that it's not poisoning, but this thing is causing trouble." Tianyi muttered as he pulled the black thread with the branches.

Mo Yizhi was bandaging Yue Junli's wounds. When he heard Tianyi's words, he thought about it and suddenly looked up at Yue Junchen: "Do you have any wounds?"

Yue Junchen was asked inexplicably, but he still shook his head: "No. What?"

Mo Yizhi didn't have time to explain and sang to everyone: "Whoever has wound trauma, check it carefully immediately."

Everyone didn't understand why, but they subconsciously checked whether there were any wounds on their bodies.

Several Yue Junli's guards suffered some minor injuries. When they opened their wounds, they immediately let out a "ah".

Because the wounds on their bodies, which were not fatal, were as blue and black as Yue Junli's injuries at this time.
Chapter completed!