On the way back to the capital.
Shen lang sat in the carriage comfortably.
Outside, Grandmaster Xue Yin was on a horse.
A whole day had passed, and dumb was still reminiscing about the day before.
Shen lang was holding two bottles.
The bottle on the left was huge, about 100 ml.
Most of them were Grandmaster Xue Yin's blood, there were hundreds of millions of Gu worms.
But the strange thing was ...
The bottle of blood was still boiling.
It had already been five days and five nights.
Shen lang thought that the hundreds of millions of Gu worms would have died, but they did not.
They seemed to have really devoured some kind of power, and they were getting more and more violent.
The color of the blood was also gradually changing.
Dumb's Huang Jin bloodline essence was pure gold, while these Gu worms were purple. Grandmaster Xue Yin's blood was red.
When these three were mixed together, it should still be red.
