While Yun Chujiu was pondering, the Gouwei Bacao in her dantian shook its leaves in dissatisfaction. What was the point of thinking about all this if she didn’t hurry to cultivate? !
Yun chujiu quickly gathered her thoughts and focused on meditating and cultivating.
After an unknown amount of time, Yun Chujiu suddenly felt that there was something wrong with the sand beneath her. It seemed to be moving?
At this moment, the black bead flew back into Yun Chujiu’s forehead.
Seeing this, Yun chujiu knew that something had changed. She quickly put buttface and the others back into the hole that she had dug earlier.
The Red Skeleton: Have You Forgotten Your Little Cutie?
Actually, it was not Yun Chujiu’s fault. The range of light from the refined spirit essence was limited, and the red skeleton had deliberately run so far away, so Yun chujiu naturally ignored it.