After moving a few steps, I felt as if my hand had touched something cold - at first I thought it was Ice Cube, but when I felt it carefully, I suddenly realized that something was wrong: Ice Cube, although it was also cold, ...... He didn't have any fucking scales!

The slippery, cold touch suddenly scared me out of my white sweat - but this time I learned a lesson and didn't scream. I withdrew my hand with lightning speed, and withstood the fear in my heart, trembling and stepping back—

Somehow, however, this thing seems to like me very much. Just as I was trembling back, suddenly, a shrill "gurgle" sounded right in front of me, and then the thing with the fishy face of the fish-scale monster rushed towards me with a fishy wind!

"it!-"

Feeling the nauseating wind, I hurriedly retreated, but I don't know if God always likes to torture me, and after I had just taken three steps back, my back and head slammed against the wall, and my spine seemed to be broken, my brain was buzzing, and my head was dizzy - and by this time, the thing with the fish-scale monster's face had pounced on my side, and a pair of sharp claws had even grabbed my head!

Feeling a chill in my head, my brain went blank, and I subconsciously closed my eyes and exclaimed.

"Ahh

"Poof—"

"Whew!—"

Just when I thought I was going to die, the monster's claws suddenly stopped less than a centimeter from the center of my eyebrows, and then, a sound like a sharp blade inserting into pork, accompanied by the monster's terrible howl, resounded throughout the dark underground space.

As I was leaning my back against the wall, trembling with fear, the monster jerked its claws back, bringing up a gust of wind that struck my face painfully. Although I escaped death again, my heart did not relax: because I knew. It must have been Bing Cube Ling Na who saved me, and I owe him another life.

The monster may have been hit by Ice Cube, and it howled miserably. The sound of "whoosh" stimulated my eardrums, causing my whole nerves to tense up - at this time, I suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a flashlight in my jacket pocket, and I hurriedly put my hand in the pocket of my clothes. Groping for a flashlight.

Fortunately, the fall just now was not too bad, and the flashlight was still lying obediently in my clothes pocket. I quickly took out the flashlight and pressed the switch of the flashlight vigorously - following the white light, I finally saw the true face of the fish-scale monster: the monster was facing me sideways, and I saw that the monster was in the shape of a man, about two meters high, and was still wearing tattered clothes, its limbs were slightly thick, and its exposed skin was covered with pitch-black semicircular scales, and its hands and feet had sharp claws nearly two inches long, and on its head was a thin tissue like a fish's fin. The whole thing looks like a black carp has become a sperm!

"Hiss......" Seeing the true face of this monster, I couldn't help but gasp: What the hell is this? The ultimate biochemical weapon researched by the ancestors of the Wang family?

And at this time. Bing Cuo Ling was holding his sharp dagger with countless blood drinks in his backhand, and stood opposite the monster with a solemn face - the dagger was stained with black blood, probably the traces left by the monster's hanging color.

With the glow of my flashlight, the monster and Ice Cube turned to look at me at the same time-

"Turn it off!"

Ice Cubeling yelled at me, then leaped out and dashed at the monster that was glaring at me with the white of his eyes.

Hearing Bing Cu Ling's order, I didn't dare to hesitate, and quickly pressed the switch of the flashlight, and the entire underground space fell into darkness again.

"Poof-poof-"

"Whew-"

Two more sharp blades pierced flesh in quick succession, and the monster let out another roar. I leaned against the wall. His eyes widened in the darkness, he didn't even dare to breathe, he pricked up his ears and listened carefully to the sound of Bing Cu Ling fighting with the monster, and silently prayed for Bing Cu Ling in his heart.

And yet at this very moment. Suddenly there was a muffled snort from the place where Bing Cu Ling and the monster were fighting, and I listened with bated breath - it was Bing Cu Ling's movement!

At this moment, I panicked: Could it be that this guy is injured? Just as my heart was furious, a crisp sound of bones breaking came from the darkness.

"Click-"

"Whew!—"

"Plop—"

With the monster's roar, a muffled sound of a noodle bag falling to the ground came from the place where they were fighting to the death. Hearing this muffled sound, I could no longer suppress the fear in my heart, and I didn't care about Bing Cube Ling's order. Hurriedly turned on the flashlight again and shone it forward-

The bloody scene in front of me directly frightened me: I saw Bing Fang Ling kneeling on one knee, gasping for breath, his right hand holding the knife at his side, and the knife and hands were covered with pitch-black blood.

And the monster has been put to the ground by the ice cube, and the scales on its body have been stabbed in many places by the ice cube Ling blood holes, and the black blood has been spilled on the ground; the monster's head has been cut off by the ice cube, and the head with the fins is rolling down to a place no more than three meters away from me at this moment, the blood vessels on the neck and the pitch black blood are entangled, like vines, the white eyes are still staring at me, my stomach is churning, my hands and feet are cold, and the beads of sweat the size of beans are slowly rolling down from my sideburns.

Looking at this tragic scene like in the movie "Gladiator", I sat still, trembling and holding up my flashlight, and I didn't relax for a long time. Just when I was stunned and raised my flashlight at Bing Cube Ling, suddenly, a cough came from Bing Cube Ling's mouth-

"Ahem......"

The low cough instantly woke me up from my fear, and looking at Bing Fang Ling half-kneeling on the ground and bowing his head to gasp, I suddenly felt that something was wrong: this guy was injured!

As soon as the thought passed, I immediately stood up, and I didn't care about the injury on my shoulder, and hurriedly ran to Bing Cube Ling with both hands and feet -- but he was half-kneeling on the ground at the moment, curled up in a ball, so I couldn't see where he was injured, so I didn't dare to act rashly, so I could only stand beside him and ask anxiously: "Hey, Comrade Ling Wen! How are you? Are you injured somewhere?"

Hearing my anxious voice, Bing Cube Ling slowly raised his head - only to see that his already white and bloodless face was even paler at the moment, he kept panting, and a trace of red blood oozed from the corner of his mouth and hung on his thin chin. And when he raised his head, his body was also pulled up a little, only to see that his left hand was covering the ribs on the right side at the moment, and the blood of the big canopy flowed out of his white jade-like fingers, staining his white and slender fingers red.

"You!

Looking at his blood-soaked wounds, my brain "buzzed" a little, my legs went limp, and I almost collapsed beside him, screaming in a lost voice.

"I didn't ...... It's okay......" Hearing my scream, Bing Cu Ling adjusted his breathing while pressing tightly on the wound on his right rib that was still gushing blood, and said in a somewhat hoarse voice.

"It's okay, it's all at this time, what kind of tough guy are you pretending!" Hearing his hoarse voice, my eyes suddenly soured, and I held back my tears, squatted beside him, and yelled hysterically: "Take your hand away and show me!"

Bing Cuo Ling heard my roar, slowly turned his head, looked at me deeply with deep eyes, his legs suddenly exerted force, and while slowly standing up, he said to me in a hoarse voice: "First ...... Help me to the wall......"

I watched him tremble to his feet, his heart trembling as his body shook. Hearing his "order", I didn't dare to slack off, so I hurriedly ran to his side and helped him to the wall I was just leaning on. When he got to the base of the wall, he slowly turned around, leaned back against the wall, and slowly sat down under the wall - every time he moved, a stream of blood came out of the wound on his right rib, and my heart felt as if someone had squeezed it with his hand, and as the blood from his wound gurgled out, it hurt in bursts. (To be continued.) )