Xu Qi 'an looked around. The valley was dark black, and pale bones were everywhere. They were thrown away like garbage. Most of them were birds and fish, with a few animals.
Human bones were almost invisible. This place was located on the southern border facing the sea, and the southern border was originally the territory of the demon race. No human fishing boats would sail here.
"Where are the netherworld silkworms?"
Mu nanzhi turned around and looked around. It was quiet all around and there was no one around.
Xu Qi 'an's ears twitched and he said with a smile, ""They're here!"
He heard a squirming sound, a concentrated squirming sound.
Suddenly, the thick fog-like miasma in front of them started to shake, and a black light shot out from the depths of the fog.
"Pfft!"
Xu Qi 'an pulled mu nanzhi back. The black light embedded itself where they had been standing. It was a ball of light gray silk with black mucus.
