In the past few days, the valley had a little demon that had just taken human form.
This little demon was a moth, but after three hundred years of cultivation, it turned into a human form.
All the demons in the valley felt jealous of her, but when they saw her form, all the jealous thoughts disappeared, replaced with mockery and mockery.The appearance of a demon transformed from the Valley of Mystifying Traces was either beautiful or gentle.
It could be considered as the upper layer.
However, after the moth transformed, its face was yellow and its hair was dry and its color was yellow.
It looked ashen and even its clothes were gray.
For a moment, the moth demon became the laughingstock of the Mystifying Valley's demons.In truth, even if Flying Moth Origin's body was grey, his appearance was not outstanding, and it was not surprising for him to do this after transforming.
However, most of the demons in the valley were Butterfly Demons, and after transforming, he had a beautiful appearance.
Compared to the two carriages, the moth demon naturally looked ugly.The moth had lived by the desert river for several decades.
Although the desert river was a river, it was covered with sand.
The demons were usually unwilling to come here, so there were only moths here.
She felt very comfortable.She set up a barrier around her residence, and she did not wish for anyone to disturb her comfortable life.
She did not want to face those sneers and sarcasms, nor did she want to see those beautiful and refined faces, which only made her feel inferior.
She was the only moth demon in the valley.
During the time she had taken human form, she even felt that it was right for her to work so hard to cultivate and take human form.Later on, after living alone in the desert river for so many years, she slacked off in her cultivation.
Most of the time, she preferred to do things personally and rarely used mystic arts.She was a moth, not only a moth that only knew how to fly, but also a moth that only knew how to swim.
Of course, she took human form when swimming.
She learned swimming from the carps in the desert river.
The carp had yet to take shape, but it already had its own consciousness.
On the day that the moth had just moved to the desert river, it felt distressed and often spoke to the river.
The carp often swam by her side.
Sometimes, the moths would bring some food to the carps.
After a long time, a demon and a demon that had yet to take shape became friends..Flying Moth was very happy that he had another friend, and cherished this friend very much.
After learning how to swim, he often ran to the desert river to swim with the carp.
She thought that in this world, she was probably the only moth who knew how to swim.On that day, she made an appointment with the carp to go swim.
She changed into the clothes that were specially prepared with mystic arts, and ran excitedly to the place they had set up by the desert river.
The carp hadn't arrived yet, so moths were sitting on the riverside in a daze.
From afar, a small black dot appeared on the river.
The black dot was far and near, and it was running towards the moth.The moth stood up and looked in that direction.
Was it a carp?
When did it become so big?
Could it have turned into a human shape?The black dot in the distance gradually became clearer and clearer, gradually arriving in front of the moth.It was a man's corpse, because he was floating on the surface of the water with a pale face and the appearance of the deceased.
But the moth felt that he was not dead.
She seemed to be able to see the man's chest rising and falling slightly, and she seemed to be able to hear the man's intermittent weak breathing.She didn't know if it was just an illusion.
The man drifted closer and closer until he was finally washed up by the waves of the desert river.Flying Moth looked at half of his body in the water while the other half of his body was lying in the dark.
After thinking for a bit, he put his arms under the man's armpit and wrapped them around his shoulders before dragging him up to the shore.
Flying Moth let him lie flat on the open space by the shore and placed his hand close to his chest in an attempt to feel the man's chest to prove that it was not an illusion.
When her hand touched his chest, she suddenly felt something bulging inside his robe.
Flying away, the moth opened his collar and asked in surprise: "Hm?
Why is the little carp here?" Unfortunately, the carp didn't know how to speak and couldn't answer her question..The carp pounced on the man's chest for a while.
Because of the lack of water, it gradually lost some strength.
Seeing the situation of the carp, moth carefully picked up the carp and put it back in the desert river.
The carp recovered its strength shortly after entering the water and happily swam back and forth along the riverbank.Flying Moth smiled and looked at it, "Did you bring that person back?
He seems to still have breath.
I'm going to save his life.
" Although the carp did not have a human form and could not speak, it could understand what others were saying.
After listening to Flying Moth's words, it flung its tail and left.The moth couldn't do anything to the unconscious person and wanted to move him back to its own hut.
However, that person was simply too heavy.
With her own slender arms and legs, she really couldn't lift him.
The moth was very distressed and could only cast a spell to move that person over.There were two rooms in the moth residence, one for the moth itself, and the other for the carp.

The moth had opened another pharmacy for her.
Although she had slacked off in her cultivation these past few years, she had fallen in love with medical skills and focused on studying medicine.
Normally, she would go to the mountains behind the Desert Sand River to pick herbs.
Otherwise, she would be locked in the alchemy room to study medical books and develop new medicines.However, in all these years, Moth had never really treated anyone.
At most, it was to treat the injured small animals.She brought the injured man back to the room prepared for the carp.
The man looked heavily injured and had been unconscious all this time.
From the surface, he didn't seem to have any external injuries.
It seemed that he had suffered internal injuries.
The pulse of the person who took the pulse was very weak, and the moth couldn't do anything.
He had no choice but to boil the ginseng soup and feed it to him, and he could only let out a sigh of relief for him.However, that person couldn't drink it.
The moth was feeding the ginseng soup with a spoon, but the soup slowly flowed down his lips.
The moth finally finished feeding a bowl of ginseng soup, but he didn't know how much he drank.It wasn't long before Moth Transformation came to the Mohe Sha River by himself, and he didn't know much about male and female defenses.
Furthermore, medical books often said that there was only a patient in the eyes of doctors, so Moth stripped that person's clothes and took out his own silver needles to perform acupuncture for him..It was the first time that moths had treated a person's illness.
Although they were extremely familiar with the acupoints on the person's body, they did not dare to perform the acupuncture.
After all, this was the first time that moths could not stop their hands from trembling as they reached out to press their right hand.
They whispered to him, "Don't be afraid that you're already familiar with the acupoints of the human body.
You have a good grasp of your knowledge, and that person is wandering on the edge of life and death.
He needs help, so how can you retreat on the spot?""The moth took several deep breaths and finally calmed down.
It swiftly performed acupuncture on the man.The process of performing the acupuncture was very difficult.
On one hand, it was because of the nervousness of the moth, and on the other hand, it was because of the man.
The man seemed to still feel the pain.
Once the moth's needle pierced into his flesh, his eyebrows would shrink together tightly, and he would try his best to endure the pain.
The moth even thought that it was hurting him, so his movements became slower and gentler.After a round of acupuncture, the moth felt as if it had collapsed.
She casually wiped the sweat from her forehead and touched the water in her hand.
After the moth finished the acupuncture for the man, a quarter of an hour later, it unsheathed the needles one by one, and the man immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.
The moth was caught off guard and spat out blood on her body, causing her white clothes to be stained with blood.The moth retreated.
The man vomited blood, which meant that his life had been saved.
The rest would be healed as long as he recuperated.
The moth felt that the most urgent thing right now was to quickly change his dirty clothes.Flying moth returned to the room and opened the wardrobe.
The wardrobe was filled with white clothes.
Flying moths seemed to like white.
Clear white could make her feel that she was no longer as gray as before.
She could be elegant and refined, as if she was an immortal, and she could be on the same level as those beautiful Butterfly Demons in Mystifying Valley.That man had been unconscious for several days without waking up.
Flying Moth initially thought that he would only be lying down for a few days before waking up, but he had already been unconscious for half a month.
Whether it was his illness or his own body, Flying Moth was very confused.Every day, she took that person's pulse, but she didn't find anything strange.
She was convinced that it was only a matter of time before he woke up.During the past half month, moths had personally served him.
She had long abandoned the man and woman's defenses.
That person seemed to have soaked in the water for a long time, and all the skin on his body was wrinkled.
He didn't know what kind of physique this person had.
The moths cleaned his body every day, but his skin was still wrinkled, as if someone had just fished him up from the river..Seeing that the man hadn't woken up for so long, Moth couldn't help but worry.
In the past few days, other than taking care of him, she had spent the rest of the time in her pharmacy, looking for the reason why he hadn't woken up after a long time.She had a lot of medical books in her collection.
Whenever she went out, she would go to the bookstore of Mystifying Valley and get some good medical books back.
She didn't have much fun in her daily life, and for her, her biggest time was to study medical books.
She locked herself in her room and looked for medical books.
She didn't sleep for a few days and couldn't find a solution to her hunger, so she felt that she was really useless.She had not slept for so many days, and Moth was really very sleepy.
After feeding that person the medicine, he leaned against the edge of his bed and fell asleep.
Moth had a dream.
In the dream, she stood on the top of the clouds, and a man in a red robe stared at her closely.
His eyes seemed to be about to spit out fire, and his anger soared to the sky.The moth wanted to move, but the man's expression was too frightening.
She couldn't help but want to retreat, but her body seemed to be locked by something and she couldn't move at all.