Song Jinqiao suddenly remembered this sentence in his mind.

She shook her head, shaking off the random thoughts in her mind, frowned and walked over. Seeing that his face looked very bad, she turned to look at Ji Han: "What's going on?"

Ji Han said in a deep voice: "Something broke into the tribe."

Song Jinqiao was slightly startled, his brows twitching. "Are you talking about the spirits that polluted the crystals?"

Mu closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them again, his gaze dark. "Those black spirits must be controlled. Their movements are stiff, not as smooth as the ones we saw in the forest before."

Mata Hari!

Song Jinqiao murmured.

After the little river clam dealt with the black spirit, it fell back onto Mu Mu's shoulder obediently. Mu Mu suddenly felt a pain in his throat, and he bent down slightly, covered his mouth, and began to cough violently.

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

"What's wrong with you!" Song Jinqiao's eyes fell on him again, but saw blue blood flowing out from between his fingers.

Ji Han walked over, raised his hand and took Song Jinqiao's hand that was hanging at his side. He said without any expression on his face, "While you were sleeping, I heard something happened to Bo Mu, so I went to help. On the way back, we also encountered Hei Ling, and he was injured."

"Although the clams can absorb black spirits, there are too many of them."

That kind of explains why he's not in the tree house.

The clam sat restlessly on Mu's shoulder, seemingly very worried about his health.

Mu coughed for a while before he recovered a little. The dark blue blood on his palm flowed down along his fingertips, which looked shocking.

[He has at most a week to live. You can do whatever you want.]

"You are not a perfect system, you can't do anything?"

[Of course I have a way, but host, do you have any points?]

The system said that it was innocent, it was not that it did not want to help, but that it could not help because it did not have the authority.

The river clam slipped to the bottom, Song Jinqiao reached out to catch it, and Bo Mu just raised his hand to catch it.

The river clam struggled in his hand for a while, and finally slowly opened its shell. On the soft clam meat inside stood a white, round bead like a pearl.

It moved its shell towards Mugu, as if it wanted Mugu to take the pearl away.

'Zero, what is that?'

The system scanned it and said, "This is the essence of this little thing. The black crystals it ate earlier, as well as the power of the black spirits, were absorbed and digested by the river clam, finally condensing into this pearl."

Song Jinqiao looked at it thoughtfully: "It seems that it wants Mu to eat this thing?"

The system was also uncertain: [It should be, but I don’t know what will happen if I eat it.]

Seeing that there was no movement from Mu, the clam became anxious and jumped up and down to attract his attention.

"It probably wants you to eat this thing." Song Jinqiao hesitated.

Mu looked at it in surprise, thought for a while, smiled calmly, raised his blood-stained hand, pinched the pearl, and swallowed it without hesitation.

"Hey! You..." Song Jinqiao frowned, "You just ate it like that? What if there's any problem?"

Mu smiled faintly: "Could it be worse than what I'm in now? Besides, it doesn't mean any harm to me. I know my limits."

Since he had said so, Song Jinqiao couldn't say anything else.

It's still raining outside.

Song Jinqiao asked them if they had seen Baidi, Cangye and Yan Mo.