Feng Chihu was really scared. If Yun Chujiu didn’t remind everyone, the bug would soon climb up his neck along the boot. With just a bite, he would turn into blood.
Third elder Feng relied on his high cultivation to get close to the boot that Feng Chihu threw away.
There was indeed a small white bug on it. It was very small, and one wouldn’t be able to notice it if one didn’t look closely.
Third elder Feng released a stream of Sword Qi, and the small insect was instantly turned into dust.
It seemed that this kind of insect was only stealthy, and in fact, it did not have much combat power.
Even so, everyone still nervously checked for a long time. Some people even changed their clothes, afraid that there were insects on them.
Yun chujiu was not worried at all. The small insect had obviously used its poison to turn people into blood. She was immune to all poisons, so she was naturally not afraid.