At this time, Xuan Wuqing looked straight ahead, his eyes dull and he had no focal length at all.

It was like a baby who could not stand firm, shakingly holding the big cauldron.

No matter the gentle drizzle or storm in front of her, her expression was only dull.

Yue gently pulled the corner of her mouth, and Xuan Wuqing turned into a puppet again.

I just don’t know whether this was Yin Tingting’s brief control or that he had already manipulated the soul-devouring insect to swallow Xuan Wuqing’s soul.

Looking at the anxious Yin Tingting standing in front, Yue Qingqing admired her insidiousness from the bottom of her heart.

She controlled Xuan Wuqing, intending to snatch the mysterious liquid away, and swallowed it away without anyone noticing, and Xuan Wuqing became the scapegoat.

Just like last time, Yin Tingting wanted to use the pill to attack Duanmu Chen's soul-devouring insect, and at the last moment he controlled Xuan Wuqing to make a move.

If I hadn't learned about the Soul-Devouring Worm from Doudou in advance, Yue Qingqing would have really taken the account to Xuan Wuqing.

"Mom, should we snatch that thing?"

Yue Xiaoxuan asked casually.

He was really not interested in the mystic fluids.

The black slurry is not as good as brown sugar water, at least the latter tastes sweet.

However, my mother has put a lot of things in the storage ring and should be interested in this thing.

"Based on what happened before, there will definitely be no such a cauldron. If we continue to move forward, we may get better."

It's true!

Yue Xiaoxuan yawned lazily and muttered: "Mom's taste is getting more and more vulgar."

Yue pursed her lips gently and ignored his words.

She doesn't need to say who is vulgar, the eyes of the masses are sharp.

Yue gently hugged Yue Xiaoxuan and walked forward. As they approached, their whereabouts were soon discovered by Yin Tingting and his group of people.

A light shone in Yin Tingting's eyes, and the smile on her lips deepened.

Finally here!

"Young Master Chen!" Yin Tingting showed a bright smile and walked towards Duanmu Chen without any haste.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Finally, he stopped three feet away from Duanmuchen.

In this unique space, this is a location where the soul-devouring insects can be manipulated.

"Young Master Chen, come here!" Yin Tingting spoke delicately.

She looked at Yue Qingqing with a smile, not wanting to miss any expression on the other person's face.

Yue snorted gently and curled her lips mockingly.

Laugh, laugh, wait for you to cry later.

Yin Tingting began to manipulate the Soul-Devouring Mother Worm to connect the Soul-Devouring Child Worm, and stretched out her soft and boneless hand towards Duanmu Chen: "Young Master Chen, I'm so dizzy, come and support me!"

The thick eyelashes like butterfly wings trembled slightly, and soft waves flowed in their beautiful eyes.

Duanmu Chen began to move his steps, and his brows frowned as if he was out of control.

"Duanmu Chen!" Yue Qing called out in surprise.

Yin Tingting's eyes flashed.

She has not yet connected with the Soul-Devouring Cellworm and has not issued an order yet. Why did Mr. Chen react so quickly?

Could it be that her puppet technique has improved so quickly?

You don’t need to spend time connecting the female insect and the child insect, just think about it?

No, it is not so easy to practice puppet technique.

But how do you explain the situation in front of you?

When Duanmuchen stood beside her and reached out to her.

A thought passed through Yin Tingting's mind.
Chapter completed!