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Isn’t it?

Chen Ping really wants to say this, but he is afraid that the next moment will fall out to become hostile with him.

He could only say against his will: “How can it be? I just want to ask the post-white master if he can help me get another bone box out. There are just a few White Ape over there…”

“Little bottle, do you think these insect eggs live in the bone box like this king, is this appropriate?”

“Ah, this…” Chen Ping was stunned, didn’t expect that the white queen’s arrogance was still above his imagination.

He changed his words: “Of course this is inappropriate! But, but…”

“Look at you nervously, this king is not unable to tell good from bad. Although the level of the soup you made last night was a bit low, you can still enjoy it.” The white queen said softly, “Forget it, just Give you some rewards.”

“You must cover the box first.”

Chen Ping obeyed Bai Empress’s instructions to cover the bone box, but within two seconds he heard the consciousness from the White Empress: “Okay, open it.”

Chen Ping opened the bone box and saw two grains of black sand behind Baihou.

This…

Let me close the door for you just to pull two black craps?

Chen Ping was stunned.

“No need to thank you, you can melt these two black sands and let those insects absorb it. You will know the magic. From now on, remember to cook more delicious food for the king.”

Thanks… Thanks? ! Can I say Shet?

If it weren’t for the power of crystal ants, Chen Ping would have liked to throw this white queen out of the million miles apart.

Just looking at the two black sands, he was startled suddenly, vaguely feeling that these two black sands seemed to be really good things.

Well, except for a bit disgusting.

Isn’t I sick?

After hesitating for a long time, Chen Ping finally pulled out the two black sand in a complicated mood.

After taking the bone box of the white queen back into his arms, Chen Ping thought for a long time, and finally did what the white queen said, dripping a few drops of blood essence from the ring finger to turn the two black sand into it.

After these two black sands melted, the few drops of Chen Ping’s blood essence were all blackened.

At this juncture, Chen Ping didn’t have any hesitation, and directly soaked all the insect eggs in.

Actually, he didn’t realize it, subconsciously, he still thinks that these black sand are good things, otherwise, how could it be possible to soak all the insect eggs in at once?

Soon, not much black blood was completely absorbed by this batch of insect eggs, and the insect eggs became black.

Chen Ping showed a wry smile. Probably, the red-backed midges that came out with Divine Art and summon shouldn’t be red-backed midges.

If it was a black-backed midge, he still believed it.

After thinking about it, Chen Ping was not sure about separating an insect egg. He muttered secret art silently in his mouth, trying to hatch the insect egg.

Sure enough, as the secret art finished, Chen Ping felt a sigh of power from his body to the insect egg.

At the next moment, a small hole appeared in the insect egg, and an insect about the size of a small mosquito crawled out of the egg,

It turned out to be an adult!

This is a witch insect that originally took three days of sacrifice to succeed.

Don’t know how capable it is?

Chen Ping looked at the little witch insect crawling around on his hands and not flying around.

Through the system, he has seen that the witchcraft in the skill bar is displayed in blue, and you can see that it carries the blessing of a witch god. The effect is that the formidable power of witchcraft is doubled, even if the black sand increases the incubation of the red-backed midge Speed, and reduced the ability of this witch insect, Chen Ping is also confident to improve its ability back.

It’s just that there is really no object in the surroundings that can be used for experimentation.

Can’t you test yourself or Su Qingyun?

In desperation, Chen Ping had to give up the experiment and took another insect egg and rubbed it on his hand. Sure enough, these insect eggs became as strong as after the sacrifice.

He finally settled down, and cut a piece of cloth under the placket to put away this handful of insect eggs.

When Chen Ping finishes all this, the sky is already somewhat clear.

He looked into the distance and found that the three dead White Ape were still there, but the other White Ape had disappeared long ago and did not continue to jump in the field.

Did you return to the village?

Chen Ping thought for a while, glanced diagonally at Su Qingyun, who was sleeping soundly leaning on his back, and finally was not willing to wake the girl up.

In the next few days, I may be hunted down in the mountains and forests. Now I can rest for a while.

Not long after the day was light, Su Qingyun strayed and almost fell into the field.

Fortunately, Chen Ping responded quickly and caught her in one fell swoop, thus avoiding the tragedy of her being covered in mud.

Su Qingyun opened her misty eyes and saw herself falling in Chen Ping’s arms. It took a while before he came back to his senses: “Ah, brother, we…”

“Get up and talk.” Chen Ping helped Su Qingyun up.

Su Qingyun blushed a bit, and got up.

“Let’s go, go back to the village and see what’s going on.” Chen Ping didn’t talk nonsense to her.

They escaped yesterday, and the supplies were still in the village. If they didn’t find the supplies and went straight into the mountain without any supplies, it would be totally unpleasant for them to find them.

This is escape, not training.

Su Qingyun complied just behind Chen Ping, and the two walked along the ridge to the village.

When they reached the entrance of the village, they saw a large number of people falling down on the ground.

Although I can’t see the appearance of these people and I can’t remember the appearance of the villagers, Chen Ping intuitively thinks that these people should be villagers in Liao Family Village.

Did you fainted or…

Chen Ping stepped forward with a gloomy expression, and helped a young man to take a look. The clothes on his body were all torn.

The body looks intact, without any injuries, and the pulse is beating so weakly, but fortunately there is still.

Seeing that the worst result he expected did not occur, Chen Ping relaxed.

At this time, Su Qingyun also helped an old woman on the other side to look at it, and shouted to Chen Ping with an ugly face: “Brother, this person is not breathing.”

Chen Ping quickly put down the man in his hands, rushed over and took a look, the old woman was already looking absolutely angry.

The two continued to inspect the crowd, and finally concluded that the young and strong youth are still alive, but they are all tired and exhausted, and the old and the young are basically dead. Lost.

Looking at the villagers who fell down along the road into the village, Chen Ping didn’t know how many people died, but a kind of anger gradually grew in his heart.

The greatest misfortune in a person’s life is not being able to control his own destiny.

These people from Liao Family Village,

The rice fields all around are planted by them hard.

The medicine ingredient on the mountain was also hard-grown by them.

As an affiliated village, they have been so resigned and industrious, they can only eat some staple food of half broken rice and half bran after a year of exhaustion, and their dishes can only rely on mountains to eat.

People who are all over Luo Qi are not silkworm breeders.

Poor body with a single shirt, worrying about charcoal and wishing for the cold.

The exploited working class has never disappeared, whether in Blue Star or in another world.

No one said a word for them.

No one is fighting for them.

Even so, the upper-class people who live quite moisturized by sucking their blood are still in the continuously infighting.

As a result, such a poor exploited population will be used as experimental subjects, secretly conducting inhuman human experiments that may be killed at any time!

Chen Ping didn’t know if they knew that they were just experimental subjects in the eyes of others.

But he felt that if they had a choice, It shouldn’t be this fate.

Those seven or eight-year-old brat who fell on the side of the road were dead without wearing a pair of pants.

In Chen Ping’s heart, there was only one sentence left: The evil of Human Race is above the monsters!