Itchy, itchy, itchy to the bones, itchy to every cell. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

By the time Fengyun found that his body was itchy, the situation was already a little out of control, just like a wilderness in winter, full of dead weeds, which were suddenly lit on fire and spread all at once.

The situation on Fengyun's body is even more serious than this, because there is still the existence of wind, and this wind is the juice of the snake spirit fruit.

Originally, he thought he had absorbed it, but when the itch appeared in his body, it also appeared, cold and cold, much better than the feeling of drinking a glass of ice water on a hot summer day.

But now it played the role of an accomplice to the abuse, helping the itch spread through his body, as if it had built countless passages in his body, and the itch was a terrible aggressor, launching a fierce and swift assault along his body.

Finding that the situation was not good, Fengyun naturally would not stand still, and immediately reacted, preparing to mobilize the power of the totem to deal with the itch in his body, even if it could not be completely removed, it must be suppressed.

According to past experience, the power of the totem can not only give the totem warrior some magical abilities, but also has a relatively good effect on some situations found in the totem warrior.

Fengyun failed.

It's not that the totem power in Fengyun's body has a little itch, but he doesn't know if it has any effect at all, because he can't mobilize the power of the totem at all.

Although a period of time has passed, he still has not been able to regain control of the totem power in his body, he can feel their existence, but when he wants to mobilize them, there seems to be a layer between him and them, and his instructions have no way to convey them at all.

Undaunted, Fengyun once again tried to give instructions to the totemic powers, asking them to move, to help him resist the more terrifying itch.

He still didn't get a response, the barrier between him and the power of the totem, it didn't seem to be difficult to break through, but in fact it was an illusion, not only the barrier effect was excellent, but also very tough, and it was very difficult to break through.

Fengyun didn't make a third attempt, in addition to the fact that he had realized that he didn't have the ability to break through the barrier between him and the power of the totem for the time being, there was another very important reason, that is, the itch had spread all over his body, seriously affecting his concentration.

He couldn't do it now, even if he tried so hard not to pay attention to them, it was too itchy, and he had no doubt that every one of his cells had been affected.

Fengyun had a strong urge to scratch and scratch, but he tried his best to suppress this urge, because he knew very well that once he started scratching, the situation would be out of control.

Scratch once, and he'll want to scratch a second, then a third, and a fourth...... Countless times, the scratching will become heavier and heavier, and with the degree of itching he is currently itching, it is possible to scratch the skin, tear the flesh and blood, and even affect the internal organs.

The itch is not in one place, nor does it exist on the surface of the body, it is all over his body, including all the internal organs, all of them are itching, and the deeper he goes into the body, the more terrible the itch becomes.

If he is impulsive and scratches his body, he is likely to be injured and put himself to death.

Although his body is much stronger than a totem warrior of the same level because of the existence of special abilities, plus some other reasons, even if he is attacked by a totem warrior of the same level, under normal circumstances, he will not be too seriously injured.

But things in the world are so wonderful, one thing descends one thing, for outsiders, it seems that it is difficult to hurt the body, but for Fengyun itself, it is not the same thing.

The most obvious example of this is his fingernails, which can be scratched with a little more force, and if the force is greater, the skin may be opened.

In other words, Fengyun's nails can be said to be a weapon that hurts himself, and in order to stop itching by scratching, the nails will inevitably touch his body.

Itchy, once you grab it, you can't stop it if you want to stop it, even if you have scratched the skin and blood is flowing out.

If you want to avoid this situation, you have to endure it.

However, it is not easy to endure it, because as long as the itch is strong to a certain extent, it is often more unbearable than the pain, otherwise there will be no scratching of the skin and flesh, but still do not stop.

The itch on Fengyun's body is now thousands of times more terrible than ordinary itching, even if he has experienced a lot of winds and waves after crossing into this world and honed his will, but it will soon be difficult to resist.

His body began to tremble, and if you looked closely, you would see that the muscles all over his body were twitching, like countless little mice under his skin, running back and forth.

In order to prevent some cushioning when he couldn't help it, Fengyun clenched his hands into fists, because he used too much force, the joints of his fingers turned miserable white, and his nails had pierced his palms, but the effect was still not obvious.

As time passed, Fengyun clearly felt that he was getting closer and closer to his limits.

If there is no new turnaround, he will soon be defeated and scratching frantically, and once the scratching begins, he will most likely find himself in a situation from which he will never recover.

At this time, Fengyun didn't care to pay attention to the growth of the remaining five snake spirit fruits, and began to roll his eyeballs and look around, not that he was unwilling to turn his neck, he was worried that if he turned his neck, it would make the itch deepen, making him collapse in advance.

Sweeping his gaze around, Fengyun couldn't help but show a disappointed expression, because he didn't have an existence that could help him at all.

Eventually, though, he decided to give it a try.

"Go down. ”

Fengyun gritted his back molars and gave an order in his mind.

He wanted to use a new way of flying to let himself fall into the pond below his body and immerse himself in the water, as for whether it could help him relieve the itch, he didn't know, but he really had no choice, dead horses should be used as live horse doctors, and he had to try.

However, when giving the order, Fengyun still had a worry, that is, his instructions could not be carried out well, after all, he didn't know if the itch on his body would have an impact on his new way of flying.

Fortunately, no, as soon as he gave the order, his body immediately began to sink, which couldn't help but make him breathe a sigh of relief.