No wonder Yu Su was so impatient. So she was waiting for him here!
She had long thought of using his treasures as snacks for her spirit beast, but he still foolishly released the poisonous insects.
Wu Jiang really wanted to spit out a mouthful of blood.
He did not believe that none of his many poisonous insects could poison a spirit beast to death.
Wu Jiang took out her flute and began to play a strange tune, launching all the poisonous insects to attack the snake.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The little snake opened its mouth again and used its tongue to sweep away a large number of poisonous insects. It could not help but raise its tail and wag it.
The poisonous insects heard the sound of the flute, but they were suppressed by the small snake's pressure and did not dare to attack at all. Instead, they retreated.
In a few seconds, more than half of the poisonous insects had been lost.
Wu Jiang was about to go crazy from anger.
