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Chapter 840 The Cabin in the Fog (Eighth)

The human face on the back of the parasitic Blazing God had its eyes closed tightly, not opening them due to their conversation.

"My blood volume continues to decrease." Blazing God released the attribute panel.

[Threat of hypothermia (recovering)]

[being parasitized]

In addition to the problems of hypothermia caused by falling into water and being exposed to rain, troubles caused by parasites also appear in the status bar.

Blazing God's blood volume is decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But because he is full of blood, he can still last for a while.

"We didn't deal with weird props." Lord Grim felt worried.

"A stupid way." Chi Shen said, taking out the stone piece and handing it to the Transparent Bridge.

Chop it up - that's all they can do.

Transparent Bridge took it hesitantly.

She's not an action person. Ask her to lay out the plan and arrange the steps, and she can do a good job. But when it comes to doing it in person...

"I feel it is growing." Blazing God reminded the hesitant Transparent Bridge. "The longer it is delayed, the bigger the problem will be."

The blood vessels or tentacles around the face scratch the skin of the god, and with the agitation, the outline of the face is enlarged.

"Leave it to me?" Yinghua tilted her head and asked.

"That's really great." Transparent Bridge breathed a sigh of relief and made way for Yinghua.

Players thought that Yinghua would think or hesitate, but she simply held the stone piece behind her back, swung it up, and stabbed it down, as cleanly as if she was going to assassinate the Blazing God.

Do they have a personal grudge? Wen Xiang thought.

Transparent Bridge is wondering if Blazing God will die from his injuries after removing the parasite.

The scene she imagined did not happen, and the real situation was far worse - in a short period of time, the human face changed from the size of the palm of a smelling fragrance to the size of the palm of a blazing god. The eyelids suddenly opened, and the fish-like dull eyes were round and grinning.

mouth.

Click——

The sharp stone fragments stabbed at the human face were bitten by the man's ferocious open mouth. The teeth collided and the stone fragments were broken into powder.

"This doesn't work."

Yinghua threw away the stone tablet in her hand.

"I'll do it!"

Musu volunteered, pulled out a burning stick from the fireplace, and stabbed Blazing God fiercely.

They definitely have a personal grudge. Wen Xiang thought.

Transparent Bridge was wondering if Blazing God would give Mu Su a good beating after getting rid of the parasite.

The human face opened its mouth in the same trick, but Mu Su poked the eyes——

laugh--

The aroma of burnt meat overflows along with the miserable howl from the person's face.

The flashing dark red torch is close to the human face. It is afraid of high temperatures and flames, and it cries miserably like a baby.

The human face struggled and trembled, as if it was about to detach from the back, and the protruding tentacles around it squirmed like snakes and insects, pulling out of the flesh one by one.

The sea anemone-like tentacles were pulled out from Blazing God's body, and the human face that could no longer be attached fell off, and was kicked into the fireplace by Mu Su.

The human face on the fire screamed and writhed, and its flexible tentacles tried to take it away from the fireplace, but it was suppressed by the wooden stick that Mu Su casually threw into the fireplace, and struggled and turned into ashes in the flames.

"How's it going?" asked Transparent.

"Eight percent of the blood was lost." Blazing God said.

Parasite has disappeared from the status bar.

The players' eyes fell on Blazing God's back, and there were ugly marks under the skin around the shoulder blades like hollow needle tubes.

The scars will not disappear even when the blood is full, unless the Blazing God returns to normal - that is, dies.

He used the ashes from the fireplace to simply stop the bleeding. Chishen didn't put his clothes back on. The clothes were soaked with water and were still full of salty sea water. It was absolutely uncomfortable to wear them.

Others have already finished observing the wooden house during this time. The space here is larger than expected, because it has to accommodate a long table filled with rich food, as well as an unusually spacious luxurious wooden bed.

Compared with the dark and cold outside, this place allows them to temporarily let go of their vigilance and rest peacefully.

The premise is not to think about the bizarre origins of this wooden house.

"Chi Shen, Lina, please watch Mu Su and don't let him talk nonsense." Transparent Bridge arranged.

"Why do you want a muscle stick to stick to me?" Mu Su looked disgusted.

Blazing God lowered his head and looked at his figure, then silently walked away, revealing Kallen standing behind him.

After taking a sneak peek at Lina who was looking at the wooden house without paying attention, Mu Su agreed to this arrangement by default.

Transparent Bridge and Lord Grim went to pull up the curtains of the wooden house, wandered around smelling the fragrance and came to the dining table.

"Are these edible?"

Smell the aroma and look at the whole roasted chicken garnished with broccoli, the steak drizzled with sticky sauce, the steaming lamb stewed with peas, the stacks of soft white bread, and the separate servings of mashed potatoes and chicken soup.

She felt a little hungry.

"Probably." said the transparent bridge after inspecting it for a while.

Smell the aroma and stretch out your palm towards the roasted chicken.

"Although it's imaginary, why can't you eat it?" Mu Su's voice came from the big bed: "At most, when you wake up, you will find that what you are eating is maggot internal organs or something like that."

"evil……"

She shrinks her hand in disgust when smelling the fragrance, and rubs her hand repeatedly on her clothes when it touches the heat.

"Nothing will happen to the fireplace," she said, sneaking over to Blazing God and sitting with him on the blanket by the fireplace to keep warm and dry.

"The fireplace might be a burning corpse or something." Mu Su's gloomy voice drifted over.

Wen Xiang seemed to ignore it, but quietly moved back.

Although she knew that what she had imagined could not be changed.

"Strictly speaking, it is indeed a corpse, the corpse of a tree." Transparent Bridge spread Blazing God's clothes beside the bonfire, and called Mu Su and others who had fallen into the water to come and warm themselves by the fire.

Because of their wet clothes, they were still in a [threat of hypothermia] condition.

Mu Su was fearless, jumped out of bed and sneaked to the long table, pulled off a chicken leg and chewed it.

"Why do you still dare to eat?" Wen Xiang tried to disgust Mu Su: "Maybe you are eating a rotten raw leg."

"This is a game. Theoretically, all the senses are the corresponding sensations produced by the brain nerves being stimulated by the game mask." Musu said eloquently. "So just because you eat shit in the game doesn't mean you really ate shit.

.”

"By the way, the ashes used by Blazing God to stop bleeding are ashes."

"Why do our imaginations become reality?" Lord Grim was the farthest away from the fireplace. He didn't like the feeling of the flames burning his face.

"We won't get the answer before dawn." Transparent Bridge replied, looking at Mu Su strangely: "Speaking of this, I'm very curious about how you did it and made everything you said become true."

"Unless you know this in advance, or you really think so when you say it."

For example, Mu Su said there was a house, and his will really imagined a wooden house there.

Lina, the only one who knew anything, held Mu Su's hand in distress.

"Maybe it's the title. The second uncle of the ancient evil god should have some privileges." Yinghua sat at the dining table and ate hazelnuts.

"Hey." Mu Su threw away the chicken legs and waved his hands repeatedly. "Not yet."

"Listen to this, are you trying to usurp the throne?" Yinghua squinted.

"No, no, I have always respected the second uncle." Mu Su continued to wave his hands modestly.

Ying Hua suggested: "You two can discuss your differences. You call the ancient evil god brother, and the ancient evil god recognizes you as the second uncle."


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