The next second, the body of the poisonous insect suddenly split open, revealing a little bit of white fluff, and then a white head with a pair of shiny black eyes emerged.
The poisonous insect stopped struggling and moving, completely turning into a corpse.
The little furball broke out of the shell, and surprisingly, it had an extra pair of small transparent wings on its back.
Bai Ruozhu's eyes grew hot, and tears fell like beads with broken threads.
"You little stinky furball, why didn't you contact me if you weren't dead? You made me cry a few times!" Bai Ruozhu complained to the furball, but when it flew into her palm, she looked at it tenderly and even reached out a finger to touch its body.
The little furball rolled comfortably and communicated with Bai Ruozhu through divine sense, "I just woke up and found everything around was dark, and there was something absorbing my body. It scared the baby to death."
