Chapter 7792

Feng Chenglin did not defend himself, but walked to Zhuge Dali with a smile.

"Villa leader Zhuge, I'm sorry. What we're going to do next may be a little unkind... Please forgive me!"

I don't know if Zhuge Dali understood. In short, the whole person stood there stiff.

Feng Chenglin is also unambiguous. His left hand covers his mouth and nose, and his right hand is ready to burn.

Unable to breathe through his mouth and nose, Zhuge Dali soon began to turn over his white eyes, and the whole person trembled like a cramp.

Suddenly, a tiny red silk, almost invisible to the naked eye, came out of his ear and rushed to the wind forest with a lightning speed.

This red silk is really too small.

So small that you can't notice it if you don't look carefully.

And fengchenglin also completely seemed not to see it, and let it rush in front of him.

At the moment when Hongsi was about to get into the back of her hand, Feng Chenglin's hand also moved.

"Poof"

A flame sprang out of the firefold.

The fireworks jumped up at that moment, and Lao Gao quickly burned the red silk on the back of his hand.

The red silk eye was about to get into the wind forest's skin. The hot temperature came from behind. He seemed to feel it, "whew" and went back.

"Sure enough, this guy is really afraid of death!"

When Feng Chenglin became interested, he covered the five senses of Zhuge Dali more and more, and closed all his seven orifices without leaving any way back.

Red silk also wants to survive.

Whether it is parasitic or symbiotic, it needs to live.

If there are dangerous situations involved, it will naturally have the instinct to live, and it can try its best to find a way to live.

Therefore, when you see that Zhuge Dali may die, you will want to escape from this dying body.

Not surprisingly, shortly after Feng Chenglin started, Zhuge Dali's body began to twitch wildly, and the twitching action became more and more frequent.

Slowly, his body began to stoop and curl up into a big shrimp.

During this period, Feng Chenglin never released his hand and covered Zhuge Dali's mouth and nose.

Red silk also struggled out again and again several times, but each time she was burned back by his fire.

Gradually, Zhuge Dali seemed to have exhausted his strength and slowly gave up the struggle. The whole person was no longer hard and soft, and became a puddle of mud.

Feng Chenglin noticed something wrong, looked at Ling Luoyu, loosened his hand at her instigation, took two steps back, and watched Zhuge vigorously frown.

"... this guy is not dead, is he?"

He seems to have little air in and much air out, and he is not far from death.

Ling Luoyu shook his head: "don't worry, that thing can survive in a stranger's body, and can quickly find a way of symbiosis, which shows that his vitality is extremely tenacious and adaptable..."

Such a creature is a miracle in the history of evolution.

It just closed the mouth and nose of Zhuge Dali for a short time. It won't kill them for a while.

"Then why didn't he move?" Feng Chenglin kicked Zhuge vigorously and called twice tentatively.

Zhuge Dali seemed to be dead and had no reaction at all.

Feng Chenglin frowned: "won't we really kill you?"

Said, involuntarily stretched out his right hand and shook it in front of Zhuge Dali.

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