"Maybe, it was these insects that made him look like that!"

"...The Gu insect, can it still be that?" Dingmiao felt chilled and shivered: "How can there be something in the world that makes people... like someone?"

To be honest, if there is one, he would want it!

"As far as I know, there are all kinds of insects in the world, and herbs are all kinds of herbs. In my hometown, there is a kind of insect called "Love Man". As long as you use that insect on your lover, the lover will be devoted to you. No matter what you become, even if you are so disabled that there is only one head left, he will be devoted to you and use his heart to remain unchanged!"

Dingmiao's lips twitched: "Is there really... something like this?"

"Whether there is, we will know if we dig out all the insects!"

Ling Luoyu wanted to take action, but suddenly stopped it.

"What's wrong? Why don't you do it?" Dingmiao frowned.

"...What if this Gu worm was planted by him?" Ling Luoyu slowly withdrew his sword.

"...There are people... Such things must be passive, so why are they voluntarily?"

Have you been kicked by a fucking donkey?

How could he be so stupid that he willingly let others be raped by himself?

Ling Luoyu shook his head: "You said just now that this insect is all placed in places where the human body does not know and is not easy to detect. Most of the people who have been taken into the poison of the insect do not know that they have been infected with the poison, but this..."

The worm was on the back, blatant.

"If it was not voluntary, how could it be so open and honest?"

"...Miss Ling, what do you mean?" Dingmiao glanced at the sword: "Are we going to do it, or not?"

Tonight, they were going to come over to see if they could hear some useful information from the conversation between Lao Yu and the fishing woman.

I didn’t expect that these two people were really drunk, and the other seemed to have ulterior motives.

"You have to move when you do it!" Ling Luoyu frowned: "If the old fish obeys the rules of men and women, it is because of these insects, even if we tell him clearly, he will not agree to take out these insects. In this way... let's take one and then talk about it!"

The tip of the sword turned and pierced the nearest lump of flesh.

"puff!"

The smell of fishy blood is scent.

"Squeak!" A sharp and harsh scream instantly came into my ears.

Ding Temple shivered in an instant: "It's so disgusting..."

On the tip of the sword, a blood-red bug was squirming, making sharp screams that seemed to be rubbing.

"Bang!"

The sound of hitting the door came from next door.

"It's that guy or girl..." Dingmiao's face changed.

When the "squeak" sound came out, the fishing woman in the next room felt something was wrong.

Although he opened two doors in a row as soon as possible, the room was empty.

The fisherman frowned—

The "squeak" sound disappeared.

It seems that just was her illusion.

On the bed, the old fish was still sleeping, still like a dead pig.

The big noise of scoring the ball did not wake him up.

Ling Luoyu's heart: What is the point of scoring?

She used a sword to pick a bloody hole in his back. Didn’t she mean to wake up?

The fishing woman stood quietly for a while, frowned and turned around: "Did I hear it wrong?"

Just as I was about to go back to my room, I sniffed it suddenly-

"wrong!"

In the air, besides the smell of wine, there seems to be other flavors!?
Chapter completed!