Ling Luoyu gets up, adds firewood, and lies back.
Nothingness: "master, is it difficult You just take a look at the fish and continue to lie down? "
"Immortal Changyang is not worried. What are you worried about?"
Anyway, the immortal Changyang needs her and won't let her die. There's no way that shadow can sit and watch.
It's just time to go out.
At this time, when you have the opportunity to salt fish, you can enjoy it more. Why not?
Meizizi turned over: "Alas, unfortunately, there is no mobile phone Otherwise, how pleasant it would be to paint a play and bake a fire? "
Suddenly --
"ah..."
Vaguely, there is a man's scream blurred.
Then --
"ah..."
Another scream.
Yang sat up and listened to the story
Not really?
She is a disciple of the Lord of God. She is far above her in terms of cultivation. What can happen?
What's more, the immortal Changyang still needs him to make a key to open the border of baoboxi temple. How can he watch his accident?
"How are you?"
"Not dead yet. How about you..."
"I'm fine Flesh wound What is this place? "
"How can I know?"
“……”
Nihilism's face was very bad: "the voice Why does it sound so familiar? "
Ling Luoyu's eyes narrowed: "are you familiar? It's fat man and Ding temple
“……”
In the sound of "rustling", fengchenglin and Dingmiao have an unprecedented panic.
It's not about life and death, but the fear of darkness bursting out of my heart!
Feng Chenglin lit a torch and gave it to Ding Temple: "I guess that woman is right. San Shao is really trapped here..."
Ding Temple took a look at the muddy water all over his body, and stamped his feet with hatred: "Damn it, we can still be Yin by people!"
"It's not strange," Feng Chenglin did not have his anger: "Yin our people, is a can three less Yin people, not shame!"
The sound of "rustling" is getting closer and closer.
Holding the torch to see, Ding Temple suddenly a strange cry: "what is this?"
Along his line of sight, Feng Chenglin's face was not good: "it looks like It's a deadly thing
Two people look at each other, immediately tacit agreement turns around, SA Ya Zi runs.
The insect shadow "sand", moving quickly, caught up with two people in the blink of an eye.
In a flash, there is a kind of needle like pain in the two people's skin spread.
In particular, Ding Temple cried out in pain: "what the hell is this Worms, they are bugs. They are drilling into my wound... "
What the hell is this?
There is a wound on his arm, which was scratched by a branch when he fell down just now.
Originally, the wound was not very serious, just rubbed a layer of oil, but now it has become a feast for these small insects.
They are densely packed in the wound of Ding temple. It seems that they are scrambling to suck blood.
"This is special..."
Wind into the forest rushed over, regardless of their own body also have small insects, a slap in the past.
"Ah..."
He yelled at the same time as Ding temple.
Looking again, his palm and the arm of Ding Temple seem to have been shot by high-pressure iron sand, and they burst out honeycomb like small wounds.
And what about those little black bugs?
Safe and sound.
Moreover, because of the more bloody smell, it is crazy to jump at two people.
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