C636 Old Ancestor of Playing with Insects

The bugs were only about the size of a grain of rice, not very impressive, but they were incredibly fast. In the blink of an eye, the black smoke formed by the bugs enveloped their faces as they moved less than five meters away from the Poison Widow.

"Brave man!"

Everyone suddenly became nervous.

Seeing that the scheme had succeeded, the Poison Widow could not help but laugh, "Little bastard