That creepy buzzing sound passed near the cave several times. Song Zheng's heart was in his throat, but it seemed that he was lucky. The group of giant mosquitoes never discovered the cave. Or maybe they did, but
We gave up because they were too big to get in.
Listening to the buzzing sound gradually fading away, Song Zheng relaxed and collapsed on the ground.
After a while, he got out again, and then pulled Wang Jiu out. The fat man was tortured a few times by him, and the strange medicine took effect, and he woke up with a few groans.
He asked in a daze: "What time is it? It's still dark. I got up too early..." Suddenly he remembered and sat up: "Scholar, are we still alive?"
Song Zheng smiled bitterly: "I'm still alive for now."
Yes, they are still alive for the time being. The depths of Shenjin Mountain are extremely dangerous. It is really a fluke that they can survive until now.
Wang Jiu opened his mouth and was about to answer when suddenly a sharp spike as black as ink pierced Song Zheng's shoulder with a pop, and blood splashed all over his face.
Song Zheng screamed, and a strong sense of paralysis spread throughout his body along the wound. He almost passed out. But two years of experience on the Huangtaibao battlefield made him instantly understand what was behind him. At this time
Passing out due to poison is the only way to die!
He bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, and his mouth was full of blood. The sharp pain made him wake up instantly.
"Ah -" he roared, grabbing the black thorn that pierced his shoulder with both hands. A huge force pulled him back. The black thorn was covered with fine barbs. Song Zheng's hands were immediately covered with blood.
However, he endured the pain and refused to let go. At the same time, regardless of the pain on his body, he broke off the stinger with all his strength.
"What are you doing standing still? Come here and help!" He yelled at Wang Jiu, who was stunned. The giant mosquito behind him flapped its wings and kicked and scratched his back with several sharp and slender mosquito legs.
A spiritual light lit up on the standard leather armor, saving his life. The giant mosquito's biggest attack power comes from its mouthparts. The mosquito's legs look sharp but have little power. Scratches quickly appeared on the leather armor, but finally
Didn't break.
Wang Jiu also came to his senses. After all, he was a veteran of the Wolf Barracks. With a trace of ferocity on his fat face, he rushed forward with Song Zheng. He tightly grasped the mouthpart stinger with his four hands, and Song Zheng burned his hole fifteen times.
At the realm of 19 pieces, Wang Jiuran has 19 pieces. The two of them roared and exerted their strength together, the spiritual energy burst out, and the spiritual light flashed out from their bodies like flying birds.
The giant mosquito flapped its wings suddenly, and the force of its flight actually took the two of them off the ground.
The two failed to exert force for the first time, and the giant mosquito fell down. Song Zheng clenched his mouthparts tightly and refused to let go. He gritted his teeth and said to Wang Jiu: "I have a red porcelain bottle in my arms. There is a magic pill in it for you and me."
,quick!"
Wang Jiu didn't care so much, he took it out with one hand, flicked off the stopper and threw the bottle into the air. Seven or eight blood-red pills fell out. He grabbed two pills and stuffed them into their mouths.
Swallow it hard.
A blazing heat burned through the whole body like fire, and the already ignited hole felt as if someone had added a handful of firewood, and the spiritual energy was even stronger!
But they all smelled the smell of blood in their nostrils, and knew that this strange medicine would seriously damage their roots, but they couldn't care less at this time.
"Come again!" Song Zheng roared, and the two of them worked together again.
Behind him, the giant mosquito kicked hard, and the leather armor finally couldn't bear it anymore and shattered with a hiss. Several long scars with bone-deep wounds immediately appeared on Song Zheng's back!
"Crack!" There was a crisp sound, and the giant mosquito's mouthparts were finally broken off by the two of them. A thick black body fluid spurted out and poured over Wang Jiu's head. He screamed and fell holding his face.
Go down.
Song Zheng was sweating all over from the pain. He grabbed the broken mouthpart with one hand, took out Zhou Tian's ancient coins with the other hand, turned around and pounced on the giant mosquito.
Poof! The mouthpart pierced the giant mosquito's neck, and at the same time the other hand pressed on the giant mosquito's wound. The Jingzhe Thunder suddenly activated, and a bright blue lightning penetrated the giant mosquito's body.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Muffled sounds came from the giant mosquito's body, and lightning flashed out from the cracks in the hard shell of the arthropods from time to time. The terrifying beast finally withered away.
Song Zheng left it alone and didn't bother to check it. He turned back to see Wang Jiu: "Fat man, how are you doing, Fat man?"
The body fluids in the mouthparts of the giant mosquito contain paralyzing poison, which is equally deadly in large quantities! Wang Jiu had already passed out. Song Zheng opened his hands covering his face and breathed a sigh of relief. The body fluids splashed on his face.
, but it didn’t fall into Dao’s eyes, otherwise Wang Jiu’s tricks would be considered a confession.
He quickly took out several more porcelain bottles from his arms, distinguished them, picked out a green one, opened it and fed Wang Jiu three pills.
He himself also suffered from dizziness, and the injury on his shoulder was caused by the poison. He took three pills of the miracle antidote, and three pills of the miracle medicine for healing from before.
Then he crushed a piece of healing medicine and applied it on his and Wang Jiu's palms.
After doing this, he sat aside for a short rest and began to feel a little uncontrollably dizzy. After a while, the strange medicine took effect and he finally felt better. The injuries on his palms and shoulders recovered quickly - this is the power of cultivation.
, all kinds of medicines in the secular world have absolutely no such effect.
He stood up and walked towards the giant mosquito. Why was this mosquito alone? After a closer look, Song Zheng understood: one of its wings was about to be cut off. It was the standard weapon of the Seventh Town officers and soldiers.
sword.
The few sergeants who had just resisted in the air also had the most unlucky thing about this giant mosquito. Half of its wings were cut off with a sword, making it unable to fly. It was immediately abandoned by the tribe without hesitation.
The most vulnerable part of a giant mosquito's body is probably its wings.
It hid on the ground, waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack Song Zheng. If its wings were not damaged, it would have carried the two of them into the sky - not to mention the weight, even if Wang Jiu weighed twice as much as Song Zheng, for a giant mosquito
It can even fly.
Once in the air, the two of them were at a great disadvantage.
Wang Jiu woke up from the severe paralysis, and his heartbeat became stronger and stronger. His first thought after waking up was: "What a close call. Fortunately, I survived."
The second thought was to touch his face with a scream: "Is the fat man disfigured?"
Chapter completed!