【６９书吧-ＷＷＷ-ＷＷＷ.６９ＨＵＭＯ】Yiyi was anxious and grabbed the tentacles around his waist. There was another "sizzling" sound, as if he had been burned, and the green tentacles suddenly let go.
Yiyi fell directly to the ground. Fortunately, there were rattans underneath, so the fall would not hurt.
The vines under her feet sometimes slipped under her feet, and there were countless things around her that were about to move. She struggled to get up, spread her hands, and looked at the thick Antarctic grass mother body opposite, like a wild beast with its mouth wide open.
, watching with eager eyes, but not daring to act rashly.
It seems, there is some fear.
What is it?
The blood in the palm of his hand trickled down his arm and to his feet.
"Zi..."
Yiyi stared at his feet and could clearly see that the rattan stained with blood was twisting in pain. Gradually, the green body became a little darker, as if it had lost its vitality.
Yiyi's eyes lit up and he suddenly understood!
She had been poisoned by strychnine. Although she recovered, the strychnine toxin had already accumulated in her body!
Could it be that she accidentally found a way to deal with Antarctic grass? Is it afraid of this poison?
This idea made her very excited. Yiyi grabbed a nearby vine without hesitation to confirm her guess. Suddenly, the terrifying sound of "sizzling" could be heard. Within a few seconds, the whole vine was completely gone.
All turned black.
Yiyi was so happy that her blood was boiling. She knew very well that Antarctic grass was afraid of fire, but as long as she was here, Xiao Qi would never burn it down! In other words, he would let this evil plant grow unchecked... maybe
, it will eventually mutate to the point where it is not even afraid of fire, and it will be truly indestructible.
Therefore, once she finds a way to control it and eliminate it, no matter how dangerous it is, she will not look back.
If the Antarctic grass is afraid of her blood, then all she needs to do is pour her blood on its mother body! But the problem is that she can't find a sharp weapon to cut the wound!
Yi turned around in a circle. The entire basement was severely damaged. It was connected in all directions, like a maze. She didn't know where the source was. Biting her lip, she walked forward with difficulty, and someone entangled her.
Yes, she grabbed it with both hands. Just like that, she touched a wall and pulled apart all the vines on it with her bare hands, finally pulling off a sharp stone.
Yiyi was so excited that she grabbed it and instead of trying to escape, she turned back to the Antarctic grass mother body.
Take a deep breath, hold the stone tightly, and draw it hard on the palm of your hand. Immediately, blood flows down.
Enduring the pain, she grabbed the stone with her injured hand and opened the wound on her other hand.
The sweat on her forehead rolled down in clusters. She gritted her teeth tightly, groaned, raised her hands, and wiped the blood on the thick and strong female body...
As the "sizzling" sound became more and more crazy, affected by the mother's body, the rattan in the entire basement was boiling, constantly twisting, struggling, entangled with each other, and knotted.
As soon as Yiyi saw that the method worked, he wiped the blood from his hands along the mother's body without hesitation.
The green plants everywhere made a sound like a child crying, filling the eardrums. Under Yiyi's palm, she clearly felt waves of trembling. Maybe it was "painful", maybe it was caused by the struggle of the cane. In short, she knew that she
His blood has become the best weapon.
However, the body of the Antarctic Grass Mother is too big after all, and the blood flowing from both palms is limited after all. After a while, it was bruised and bloody, and it was difficult to inflict a fatal blow. Yiyi looked pale, bit his lips, and refused to do anything to him.
Thinking about it, I just cut my wrist open...
In fact, she has always been afraid of the color of blood. It is so red that it is so coquettish and full of the suffocation of death. But now, set against the green in the room, this color is so beautiful that it is like the blazing sun, bringing breathlessness to life.
, so pure and beautiful.
She was like a graffiti painter, painting her favorite colors inch by inch on the body of the Antarctic Grass Mother. Ignoring the violent commotion around her and the waves of shock caused by it, she was still addicted.
She no longer remembers how much blood can be wasted in the human body, she only remembers what she must do.
Her face was as pale as cold frost, and her lips had lost their color. The sweat on her forehead had wet her hair on her temples, and the white shirt on her body was stained with blood, but she was still using her only sharp weapon to protect her.
Someone she cares about.
The mother's body is dyed with circles of extremely coquettish red. It is sending painful messages to every part of its body. The rattans in the basement and the wildly swinging body seem to be in pain.
Wailing, like struggling.
Who would have imagined that the natural enemy of Antarctic grass that once destroyed the German experimental base during World War II would be strychnine? And strychnine, which once almost killed Yiyi, would actually be poisoned by strychnine at such a critical moment.
Became her weapon?
This strange biological chain is quite dramatic. Yiyi smiled bitterly and fell to the ground tiredly, no longer having the strength to get up.
The wrist, which was still bleeding, hung weakly on the side. The blood flowed along the wrist and into the roots of the Antarctic grass mother...
The ground was constantly vibrating from the beating of the canes, and the already hollowed-out ground was shaking more and more intensely. It would collapse at any time, burying her and this ugly plant together.
She is no stranger to death.
The first time she was unwilling, the second time she was reluctant, this time... she gave up completely.
She was content to love again and live again. She just hoped that if she disappeared, she would never come back and never torture Xiao Qi again...
She was so tired and sleepy. She lowered her heavy eyelids, tilted her head, and leaned on the painful body of the Antarctic grass mother. She wanted to sleep for a while, just for a while. No matter how loud the movement was, she was unwilling to open her eyes again.
Open your eyes...
Feeling a slight tremor on the ground under their feet, Mr. Xing and others froze in place, staring at the ground, "What... happened?"
Those Antarctic grasses that stretch out tentacles from all directions have long forgotten to attack humans. Instead, they are twisting their bodies in pain. Some retract into the soil, some spring out from the ground, and some interact with each other.
Entangled.
Xiaoqiang said in a daze, "Could it be that... Tuo and the others succeeded?"
Mr. Xing concentrated, "It's very possible! Otherwise, how could these bastards be so virtuous?!" After saying that, he started laughing so happily that his beard was trembling, "Haha...haha...ok! It's burning.
good!"
Feeling a series of strong earthquakes under his feet, Xiaoqiang hurriedly stepped forward to hold Mr. Xing, "Old Xing, it's not safe here! Get out with me first!"
"Get out of here!" Mr. Xing shook him off and stared at his fire-breathing eyes. "Today, I will destroy these harmful things no matter what!" After that, he picked up a flamethrower and pointed it at them.
Open the valve and it's a crazy spray.
Seeing that he couldn't stop him, Xiao Qiang turned back to look at the church. His brows suddenly knitted together, and he immediately lay down, pulled away the annoying things under his feet, lay on the ground, and listened, his face suddenly turned ugly, "Old Xing!