"I have tried this potion many times. If it is small, it will cause the insects to riot, and it will cause the tree people to suffer a lot. However, if the amount is too large, I am afraid it will cause harm to the tree people's bodies. Now this configuration is the best, because the potion will be diluted after entering your body, so I added a little bit.

When the insects come into contact with this potion, they will be directly corroded into a pile of yellow liquid."

Ji Nuan said it very carefully. The bookmen who had already arrived also stood at the door of the tree house and listened attentively, not daring to disturb their birth.

The old patriarch felt that his heart was beating very fast. The disease that had troubled the tree human race for such a long time was actually solved by a witch doctor from an orc race?

He took a deep breath and waved to the tree people at the door: "What are you doing at the door? Come in."

After the trees were seated, he spoke, "Everyone heard what Ji Nuan said just now, who will try this time?"

As soon as the old patriarch finished speaking, the middle-aged man stood up, and his face turned red with excitement: "Captain, let me do it."

The old patriarch frowned: "It was you last time. If you have good health, you will come again."

"That's right, patriarch, I can't let him come this time, it's our turn."

"That's right, why are all good things belonging to him?"

"I tried it last time, it's our turn to this time."

Another round of competition, and in the end, this term was won by middle-aged genius.

"I've tried it once, and Doctor Ji Nuan also said that the potion this time may be more exciting than last time, so I have more experience, so I'm better."

Ji Nuan nodded. It seems that this qualification is still very important.

The middle-aged tree man was still sitting in the middle of the tree house. Ji Nuan poured the potion into the porcelain bowl and walked over in person: "Uncle, roll up your sleeves."

Middle-aged creator will do whatever he hears.

Ji Nuan used a wooden spoon to dip some potion on the middle-aged tree man's arm: "What does it feel?"

The moment the potion dripped on his arms was cool, a faint warmth came, which surprised the middle-aged tree man: "The place where the potion dripped was warm."

Ji Nuan nodded and handed him the porcelain bowl in her hand: "Drink these potions, and tell me if you feel uncomfortable."

The tree man nodded, not at all afraid, but was slowly delighted. If this potion was really useful, then their Shenmu Tree Clan would never be troubled by this insect disease again.

Take the porcelain bowl and tilt your head down.

In an instant, as long as the potion flows through, the warm feeling will instantly evaporate, and even a stream of white smoke begins to emerge from the head.

Ji Nuan looked at him nervously: "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

The middle-aged tree man nodded: "Hot, don't like this feeling."

Ji Nuan rolled her eyes, and the corners of her mouth twitched: "I'm asking if you have any pain in your body."

She was afraid that this potion would corrode the body of the Shenmu Shu people.

The middle-aged trenchman shook his head: "No, it doesn't hurt at all...it hurts...it hurts! Ouch~"

After saying that, his body jumped up very flexibly, covered his butt and ran out.

Ji Nuan looked at the tree man who had already run away to the point of no sight in a daze. What was going on? If it hurts, just drink the antidote. What does it mean to run away when you run away?
Chapter completed!