In the shining sunshine and the golden color, the black is like a swamp, which makes people shiver.

"Red scorpion." Ryukyu frowned.

This scorpion she once saw in the American desert, poisoned a camel, only a few minutes.

And the red scorpion, the more red the tail, the more virulent it is. These scorpions crawling under the golden flowers, the tail has been red and black, which shows that its toxicity has reached its peak.

After a nervous step back, tobimu listened to Ryukyu's opening, and nodded his head quickly: "yes, scorpion, the God of Xianbei people's town people, has to visit every year. They are so powerful that they can't touch them, and they will die if they touch them."

The seventeen families of Xianbei worshiped scorpions as gods. Ryukyu did not know, but tobim did.

That's why Ryukyu brought him here. She only knew about Xianbei, or about the native grassland people.

As soon as tobimu heard this, he brought more than 100 northern shepherds, and immediately stepped back a few steps, his face showed fear.

"Then what?" Autumn trace frowns and looks at the moon.

Ryukyu stared at the golden flower without saying a word.

So she had to go to Baoshan and go back empty handed. No, she didn't want to take what was in front of her. She couldn't say whether she was right or not. That's why she was so sorry.

But how can we kill these scorpions and take away these golden flowers?

Ryukyu's eyebrows were twisted.

If she had something else on her body, she would have a way to deal with them. But when she was in a coma, all her things had been collected. Now she has no extra cloth. What can she do.

And this scorpion can't kill one by one, move them, that is, attack them together, so many afraid that there are not thousands of them, how can they win.