You may not be able to make money by poaching a sheep with wool, but you are really happy, especially when you are poaching a pig with a familiar dog, how wonderful is it?
All right...
In fact, it may not be that happy.
With a dark face and two eyebrows twisted, Li Cang watched the dirty and turbulent flow tearing apart the boundaries of the dream and constantly infecting reality, followed by the projection screen appreciation of the dream images.
"Hold the grass!" Lao Wang suddenly let out an explosive roar, "What the hell? Teacher Cang, is that you? Is it you? Are you too embarrassed to say that thing is not yours? I dipped the big magic wand in the sauce and ate it raw.
Hey! I can recognize that spine that has turned to gray! The co-author, I’m really right, you’re really a walking corpse if you leave the other lines alone? No wonder you didn’t let me see what you said! You’re a disgrace to mankind!
You are despicable! Miss, have you ever seen that even the little brother he is leading is upright and upright without this guy!"
At least Li Cang, who had not caused any large-scale broadcasting accident, was in a very happy mood: "Ahem, would you believe it if I said that I have never seen this scene before?"
"What?"
"I have never completely turned into a zombie, at least not in the pictures I saw."
"What do you mean by 'returning'? I'm so out of my mind!" Lao Wang yelled, "There are definitely more than three lines. Three lines for one person is almost enough, let alone create a group of 6 people and 42 for me.
That kind of outrageous incident, right?”
Li Cang didn't say a word.
"After all, this kind of thing can't be considered as real..." Tai Xiaoyi looked at the blurry and fragmented footage of the mountains of corpses and seas of blood around the calcified giant, and felt a cold air coming from the cracks in the bones.
It was coming out, but I couldn't stop it, "Maybe it's just a possibility? Xiaosuo's natal ability itself has a special metaphysical meaning, so... um..."
The little lady suddenly paused.
The dirty, turbulent flow is like a waterfall pouring down paradoxically from an undetermined height yet clearly visible from a very close distance. A solemn and substantial mist spreads from the boundary between illusion and reality.
Coming, blocking the vision, winding and climbing, and baring its teeth and claws wantonly from the top gap of the illusion.
Beyond several illusions, a long and slender giant tail appeared vaguely, and the entire illusion was coiled around for several weeks, projecting a long body, endless wings, a head full of horns, and a humanoid figure standing on top of the head.
On top of the curtain formed by the boundary line of the illusion.
The illusion is collapsing.
The whole world shattered like glass. Countless eyes, countless fangs and claws, countless tentacles and indescribable objects were scratching between the shattered cracks, and sharp roars and tears were heard.
Abusing the eardrums of everyone in the illusion.
Tai Xiaoyi asked dumbly: "This? This is the thing that is looking for Leilei??"
It was also the first time that Lao Wang saw the projection of the giant snake. He bared his teeth in shock and said, "Li Cang, are you sure this thing can't come in, right? I'm sorry, we haven't come out of the illusion yet, but someone is trying to catch the turtle in the jar!"
"With your words, are you afraid that it will get in?"
"..."
Lao Wang didn't know what to think for a moment.
Qin Zhenzhen's heart grew colder and colder, and she swallowed a big mouthful of saliva: "Teacher Cang, what on earth are you going through every day? Why can't I find anything in the logs of other orbital line subordinates?
Even the slightest resemblance? And if I jump on you with a scream and wrap my arms around you like an octopus, would you mind helping me hold my butt?"
"Do you mind, and I suggest you take a small notebook and write it down so that you don't do it again next time." Li Cang waved his hand like he was shooing away flies, "Get out of here, little miss, take her to the shelter to stay. You've seen too much of this stuff.
The SAN value is not easy to replenish, and I guess no one in the base is good at this skill."
Lao Wang muttered: "Let Martinis, Tao Hongben, Xiahou Haiwei and that guy from the side show perform a great dance together, it should be fun! Well, thinking about it, I am actually quite looking forward to it. The four kings of the base will make their debut together."
!”
Li Cang:(?_?)
seemingly...
Isn’t it unenforceable?
Bah bah bah...
What on earth am I, Timi, thinking about?
Li Cang quickly put this lingering thought behind him. The projection of Ibotztel above his head had transformed into a large beach of solid matter in the process of mutual erosion and penetration of the illusion, which accumulated downwards, dropped, and stuck.
It exudes a greasy stench that cannot be easily described in words.
If asked to describe it, Li Cang prefers that this thing is a kind of mental pollution that is transmitted to the brain through vision and causes the brain to make wrong judgments. It is not a real stench, or at least its smell is not similar to
It's so visually awful.
Lao Wang dragged the hammer backwards with a solemn expression, a faint light flowing between the hammer and his body, his clothes were fluttering in the windless motion, and his aura was fully prepared for action.
It has to be said that Lao Wang in this state is still somewhat ornamental. If there are many people, there may be some older girls and younger wives with more sophisticated tastes who will be dazzled by this guy——
"Fuck!"
What a good man, a man as strong and ferocious as a wild boar!
It's a pity that I have a long mouth...
The whole painting style of "Fuck" fell apart. Li Cang, who didn't pay attention to what this guy was doing, was shocked when Lao Wang shouted. Lao Wang said: "Teacher Cang, I'm afraid those 6,000 two-legged beasts on the wild island are gone!"
"
Li Cang slapped his forehead: "Oh, I forgot..."
A group of scoundrels rushed towards the wild island, chasing the unlucky ghosts whose pupils were as yellow as the marbles they played with in childhood, dragging and carrying them out of the insect nest like ducks.
"I said, have you seen their eyeballs?" Lao Wang clenched the handle of the hammer loudly, gesticulating and shouting, "Like...fucking...like!"
After searching for a long time, I still couldn't find a good adjective, so I felt quite uninterested.
"SAN value has been bought at a low price?"
"Why don't I feel anything..."
"Let me tell you, if I reverse summon this thing like last time, I won't be able to get out for a few hours. The evil fire is quite weak against those messy things!"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Li Cang shook his head: "It's unlikely, but have you discovered that the two illusions are conflicting with each other? Our plan is feasible, but we can't do it now.
Determine whether two things tend to cancel each other out or merge."
"I don't know if it's useful or not, but it's really affecting me watching movies!" Lao Wang rubbed his red eyes and said, "It's hard to give me some hope but it's getting blurry. Oh, no wonder
I feel like I missed a very exciting plot..."
"When did you become such a gossip?"
“I can’t help but the plot is so fascinating!”
Li Cang almost choked to death.
Lao Wang's page hammer was lifted and put down again and again. There was only a collision between dreams and illusions, but there was no concrete image. It was all conceptual. He didn't even know what he was going to attack, like a barbed wire.
Does it deal damage to the air like an angry caterpillar?
"No, just wait and see. We'll keep a close eye on what's going on inside. If something happens, or else, you can go in and have a look. Oh, it doesn't seem to work. You're already on the blacklist.
It's full of evil!"
"Compared with Dalei Zi, I'm still a little behind -"
A rickets-like albino hand suddenly hooked onto Li Cang's ankle. Pale corpse liquid and pus splashed on his pants. Every woven fiber suddenly twisted and squirmed to life. Li Cang could almost feel those things drilling along the pores.
Go deeper.
boom!
The scarlet-red foeeen wind mixed with wisps of pitch-black swallowed Li Cang instantly. The owner of the albino hand let out a shrill howl and quickly retracted its sticky tentacles, wandering on the ground like a snake.
Li Cang showed up in a ferocious dragon robe to avoid being exposed, and he and Lao Wang glared at the owner of the palm, whose tuxedo was particularly eye-catching.
Li Cang's actions were not unpleasant. Seven channels of the same origin suddenly opened up, trying to recover all the losers and even some unlucky ones, and spit out the twin tyrants and the four losers.
However, there are hundreds of thugs No. 1, 2, and 3 who patrol and work on the empty island on a daily basis, and the roars and roars of alien monsters that have been corrupted by the illusion are echoed everywhere.
These things still basically maintain a dog-legged human shape, but they are twisted like rubber bands. Pale corpse liquid with a texture like melted wax keeps pouring out from the surface of their bodies and flowing to the ground. However, the bodies of these things have not shrunk due to this.
, but contrary to common sense, it expanded rapidly, proliferating more tentacles, densely covered with limbs, heads, and dotted with messy facial features.
"One thousand eight hundred and nineteen."
A deadpan expression is the richest expression. Li Cang's tone made Lao Wang feel as if he was collecting money from a loan shark.
Starting with the Burning of Isolaye, the one who reacted fastest was Bone Girl.
The chains clanked, and the sickles and hammers hit the gathering place where the monsters of the opposite sex transformed by the doglegs were gathered. Black and white clouds of plague bloomed, and the flying evil fire quickly ignited the ground like sparks falling on gasoline.
The thick corpse liquid, but the cloud of plague and the fire of evil energy failed to cause more damage to the monsters of the opposite sex. In addition to the howling sound being several times louder, the monsters in the flames were still attacking Old King Li Cang.
And all the alienated bloodline creatures that have not changed in shape on the sky island rush forward.
"Interesting gadget..."
I saw the elegant magician Comrade Li Cang stretching out his hand to grab a strange shape. The scarlet Isolayer's Burn tore through the earth and surged out, like a small volcanic eruption, swallowing up the strange shape and Li Cang's arm, pale and pale.
The embers exploded like dirty snow flakes, and they were everywhere within a radius of dozens of meters.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
With three consecutive dull bombardments, half of the monster's body was burned almost instantly. The big wand was brought down, and the sharp sickle blade packed with huge power, smashed open the messy limbs and tentacles, and tore the monster apart.
at the core of the shape.
The mucus spurted out, like a sea urchin that had been opened, but without the plump and fishy yellow color.
"Isn't this a new fantasy bloodline? That prodigal bitch named Li Na is still lying to me, and she will give her to the big brother to be his wife! Give birth to a litter of little brothers!" Lao Wang
It felt like I was fighting a giant slime. Every tentacle was slippery and elastic, and it was extremely difficult to apply force on top of each other. So I cursed like crazy, "Every time! Every time! It's this disgusting."
What a stinky piece of shit! Can't you be more humane and change it to something less tasty! Who the hell did I mess with!"
He turned his head, just in time to face the rotten flesh that Li Cang had torn into two pieces.
Countless folds and valves are like the abdomen of a three-eyed dinosaur shrimp swimming in the water. In a trance, it suddenly seems to have turned into a weird and twisted face, with a canine tooth split in the center, full of tentacles, eyes and wet hair like seaweed.
The whole "body" swelled like an open parachute and enveloped him.
"Hold the grass!"
Lao Wang's surprise was no small matter.
If he didn't really want to have any form of bodily fluid exchange with this thing, he might have to spit it into the open "mouth" on the spot.
The page hammer dragged a green light, like a meteor, and blasted into the big mouth, disappearing completely. The activity of half of the strange shape stopped instantly, squirming, squirming, like rumination of gastrointestinal folds. After almost three seconds, several seconds passed.
Hundreds of weirdly twisted and independent claws, soles of feet, and heads suddenly exploded and fell apart.
The liquid from corpses is like rain, and the minced flesh is like wadding.
Lao Wang suppressed his nausea: "Isn't this comparable to the vitality strength of a zombie in stage 4 or 5?"
He didn't remember that Big Gouzi and Er Gouzi were so fierce.
Li Cang held the other half of the burned grotesque shape in his hand. The tens of millions of strands of spinal cord hanging from the top of the wand pulled the other half of the grotesque shape like a puppet on strings.
Li Cang carelessly fiddled with its core with a big wand: "I can't see the vitality in their bodies, so do they come from the infusion from the edge of the illusion? Lao Wang, do you think they belong to the plant illusion or the sea of suffering illusion?"
"What gave you the illusion that I would care about that kind of thing?!"
The hammer danced wildly, but he did not overly deliberately strengthen the power of the knife dragging technique. It can be said that Lao Wang was trying to catch the fish...ahem...he had some experience in saving energy and adapting to changes.
Then Lao Wang discovered that the Twin Tyrants and Si Gouzi summoned by Li Cang had not even moved at all. He turned around and saw that those good guys had not come at all. At this time, they were focused on his island. Rushing.
He didn't feel surprised at all, and he didn't want to curse at all. Lao Wang was shocked, his body shivered like an electric shock, and he felt that his blood was running cold.
"It's over... it's over... the worm... the insect's nest..." Dou Jiling had no interest in watching the excitement. Lao Wang ran after the four-dog group as if struggling for his life. : "Cao Nima, you blood mother, who dares to risk my life and try to follow me? Try it!"
Li Cang sighed without meaning.
The island beneath his feet trembled slightly, and the flesh-like earth opened into abyss, from which the spores of the tomb beast boiled. Its long tentacles, whose heads and tails were missing, slowly squirmed and moved under the abyss, enveloping them in either scarlet or pitch black. of mist.
The tentacles branch out into a huge number of smaller tentacles, spreading out like a tide, quietly waiting for the spores to take root, sprout, bloom and bear fruit, and...
