Chapter 995

Yang Yuefan took advantage of Zhiyuan and Dingyuan did not enter the port, and then took the empty line.

The situation of Wangxiang city is still relatively stable for the time being. Nangong Yujun has been guarding a fortress with "mechanical heart". In the past 12 days, he has not even taken off his helmet except for eating and drinking water. As a driving energy source, the magic crystal is pouring water into it. The more the distance is from the server, the more they dare not take it lightly.

Master Steve is very honest recently. He hasn't been out of his room for three days. Mrs. Li specially sent someone to watch him. It is said that he entered the witch's black tower alone, and his nose was interrupted when he came out.

Yang Yuefan estimates that, in addition to eifilar, no one else in the black tower has such strength. Knowing that there is an expert in Wangxiang city who is on his side and whose strength is infinitely close to the legendary level, he is both at ease and worried.

God knows if there's going to be an explosion in the same place one day? And then blow up a whole legion of chaotic demons, pushing the city of Wangxiang flat?

Fortunately, the witches are also worried about this problem. Since the completion of the black tower, they have hardly left home and closed themselves in it.

Yang Yuefan dried his body's nutrient solution. Every time he fell asleep in the life support cabin and then woke up, it was a kind of permanent damage to the human body, because it was almost a process of quick freezing and thawing.

But as a big man in the relevant departments, if Yang Yuefan has the heart to worry about things in ten years, he is a dog.

Yang Yuefan is not a dog, he is a person, so he is more worried that he does not even have the opportunity to be offline in his sleep, and his real body will be eaten by chaotic monsters.

Achan, this damned guy is quite honest recently. Yang Yuefan observed through the isolation door for a while and found that there was no abnormal index in the life support cabin with Xu Yichen's body and that with Achan's body, so he put his heart back into his stomach.

Just when Yang Yuefan was relieved and intended to return to the game to deal with the isolation and epidemic prevention of Dingyuan, Achan's life support module suddenly exposed a reading that broke through the previous peak.

"This is probably, should be, maybe... The cabin of comfort." "But I've walked more than 3000 meters here, and I haven't found any obvious radian, so I'm not sure where it is."

"Let's judge our position by practice." The demon hunter is an action group. Without wasting time, he directly takes out the "war disaster" sword and pokes his sharp teeth into the wall composed of flesh and blood.

"This kind of swill blood mixed with feces. Are you having a party in the belly of a big disrespecter?" The spirit of the bloodletting terror conveyed his strong protest through the disaster of war.

Xu Yichen guesses that what he is doing is definitely the last thing that he wants to experience. After all, the bloodletting man who has been tortured by himself for several times has been isolated for a long time.

"I fear to abuse my Lord! Stop it! I'm going to throw up Hokes tried to slow down the speed of war, but he was not the real owner of the weapon.

The monk Feng Wuyi was almost vomited by the foul blood and rotten meat. However, he saw Xu Yichen digging more than one meter deep on the wall in less than a minute, which strengthened his determination not to give up his weapons.

In the future, if anyone tries to persuade me to take a poverty oath or something, I will introduce him to my boss and let them talk about it alone.

As Xu Yichen's excavation progressed, the monk noticed that the intestinal channels around him seemed to be twisting and wriggling, as if he had been stimulated by something.

Feng Wuyi suddenly had a bad feeling: "head, wait a minute! It seems that... "

before he could finish, the whole passage suddenly twitched violently, and the martial monks and demon hunters were ejected out like foreign bodies stuck in their throats.

After a series of extremely fierce pushing and rolling, the monk Feng Wu finally saw where he was now.

The decayed inner cabin of a wooden warship is covered with moss like coverings. The place that once belonged to the keel has been replaced by an unknown spine, covered with slender tentacles. They are trying to spit out mucus and repair the holes in the hull.

The monk saw a basin size hole not far away from him. It should have been caused by the shelling of Dingyuan. The dark sea water was on the other side of the hole. Some unknown force prevented the water from flowing in.

They're really inside comfort now, and they're still at the bottom of the ocean.

Feng Wu looked back at the place where he was spurted out. A ferocious mouth occupying a wall alone was still coughing up blood. Looking at the posture, he looked like a tuberculosis patient.

However, as a person who has just "traveled" inside, Feng can't help laughing. He feels that his stomach is also tumbling, and then he lies down on the ground and suddenly vomits.

The monk on the ground saw pale worms wriggling in the rotten wood, each nearly as long as his fingernails. They were shining, they had a lot of eyes, and they had teeth. These maggots were all over the place, and many of them had already climbed onto his body.The silver flame was burning and spread from behind, dispersing the insects on the monk's body. Xu Yichen patted him on the shoulder: "don't worry, I believe there must be more disgusting scenes in this ship. Let's go around and see if we can find the asshole named Achan."

No, I don't like your description at all, which makes me even more disgusting. After wiping the corners of his mouth, he followed Xu Yichen step by step. He noticed that Xu Yichen had passed by. All the disgusting things shrank. The deck of comfort ship showed its original color, and then began to seep.

Achan knew that comfort was wounded again, that it had been sunk again by the same enemy, and that this time it had performed much better than before, and that perhaps the next time the victors would not be the SELIS.

He didn't like the life in comfort, but he couldn't leave. He raised his glass and took a sip of the blood in the cup. It tasted like a thick soup made of acid and rotten organs, but it really kept nourishing Achan's body.

With disgust, he pondered over his future plans. This kind of reckless life satisfied all the fantasies he had ever had in his mind. Even the most grandiose dream scenes he had experienced one by one.

He began to be a bit bored, and he wanted to find more fun to fill his deepening void.

"Master, there are invaders on board." A sailor with no legs but a fish tail structure crawled over the deck and said, "what should we do with it?"

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