Si Kouzhun looked at the small sharp teeth, and then at the front paws that were exactly the same as the crab claws, and suddenly understood why it was so difficult to tear open once it was bitten by a stone-faced insect. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Fortunately, Wei Feng was not dressed thinly before coming down, otherwise he was bitten twice like this when he ran away before, and he really didn't dare to guarantee that he would be able to knock off the stone face in those few blows, and at least bring a piece of meat down.

He stood up and was about to continue walking, when suddenly his gaze rested on the circle of tiny teeth—a trace of bright red flesh stuck between the teeth.

Whether it was human flesh or not, his face became grim, and he continued to walk inside without hesitation.

The road was extremely quiet, and occasionally a few stone faces flew out of the ridges, but for Si Kouzhun, who had already seen its true face, these were undoubtedly like bed bugs.

He had no weapons, but anger burned in his heart. Si Kou waved his sleeves expressionlessly, wrapped, smashed it to death, and then dodged, covered, and stoned to death......

Even if the sleeves of his coat were soaked with the slime of the stone-faced insects, giving off a disgusting fishy green smell, he didn't look at it again.

The black corridor was illuminated by the fire fold as if it were a silhouette, and he walked hundreds of steps, but for Si Kouzhun, it was as if he had walked for a hundred years, and in front of him was darkness, darkness, darkness, and all he could hear was his own footsteps and gasps, and he seemed to be walking alone in a dark world with no end.

It wasn't until a gray-white figure less than half a human tall faintly appeared in front of him that he couldn't react for a while. Looking at the more than a dozen motionless stone faces attached to the round thing, Si Kouzhun thought at first glance that it was a nest of stone faces.

When Si Kouzhun had a cold face and blew up the fire fold in his hand and was about to burn him clean, he suddenly saw that the mass of things was revealing an emerald green color under the cover of the stone face.

He hesitated to look at it again, and it was clearly tightly wrapped in a torn and tattered blue coat!

As soon as Si Kouzhun saw the cyan coat under the gap of the stone-faced insect, his face, which had been tight, suddenly changed, and he took a step back in disbelief - the thin shirt was clearly Hong Manqing's.

Inside that egg-like "nest", is it ......

Si Kouzhun's eyes were cold, and he approached cautiously, lest he startle the stone face that was adsorbed on it. Unbeknownst to him, the stone-faced pincers had already bitten deeply through the thin coat, and each bite was bleeding from the inside of the shirt, and the original dead gray shell of each stone-faced face had become a little bloody, looking like leeches that were only attached to the corpse.

This also made Si Kouzhun more sure that there was someone hiding in this mess of clothes.

There is no need to delay, whether it is alive or dead, Si Kou Zhun immediately made up his mind - dismantle it!

Before making a move, Si Kouzhun shouted softly inside, but no one responded, so he moved his own hands. He had seen the stone-faced pliers, and found that its "arms" were very slender, and I am afraid that they could not be torn apart casually.

The thin shirt in front of him had already bitten a lot of blood, and he was worried that he had casually ripped off the stone face on Wei Feng's body before, and he didn't know if it had bitten his flesh or skin, and if it did, he didn't know if any of them had broken the pliers inside.

Thinking so, he blew the fire fold into a small pinch, and as soon as he got close to the stone face that was attached to the mass of things, he crackled with the flames in his hand, and the stone face insect that bit the clothes and flesh shrank in pain, and was blown away by Si Kouzhun with a pinch. After scalding one down, Si Kouzhun trampled one to death, and the blood of the stone-faced insects was full, connected to the white shell, and after a while, the black ground of the cellar seemed to bloom like a blood-colored white flower.

After Brigadier General Si Kou burned the stone faces attached to his shirt one by one, he stepped forward and pulled the wrapped coat, and found that he couldn't tear it open, and it was very firm.

Si Kouzhun walked back and forth and rummaged for a while, only to see that on the other side, another black dress was tied with a hemp rope, tightly tied with the cyan coat, without missing a single gap, it was clearly the "night camouflage" that Wei Feng was desperately trying to at the beginning, and the black cloth and hemp rope were recognized even if Si Kouzhun had amnesia.

There is no doubt that it is them.

Si Kouzhun's palm could already be clearly felt through the touch of the clothes, as if a person was hiding in this simple hood made of clothes, kneeling facing the wall, and his hands were in a posture of wrapping.

Si Kouzhun didn't know the situation inside, for fear of hurting the people inside, it took a lot of effort to stabilize the clothes tied with hemp rope and barely tear apart a little, and the first thing that caught his eye was Wei Feng's side face.

It took him three seconds to confirm that it was Wei Feng's face.

Wei Feng's posture inside was like a baby kneeling and curling up, and Si Kouzhun could only see his silhouette from the gap because the position of the opening was too backward - Wei Feng lowered his head and closed his eyes, his face was pale, and there were two extremely deep scratches on the left cheek of that face, which seemed to have congealed and no longer bleed, but he also turned out slightly to the bright red edge, and then looked at Wei Feng's neck, there were also a few bloody wounds on his neck, which were clearly a small wound bitten by the stone-faced insect, but the wound was extremely deep, and blood was still oozing out, and Wei Feng had fallen into a coma.

"Wei Feng!

Si Kouzhun shouted twice, but there was no sound, and immediately boiled a piece of tight hemp rope with a fire fold, and after extinguishing the flames, he tightly pursed his lips and pulled open the two clothes with his head tightly, and then he understood why he felt that he couldn't touch the position of the two people in the bag, and why Wei Feng showed such a strange kneeling posture facing the wall.

Because a single coat must not be able to completely cover the bodies of the two people, at that time, in order to avoid the attack of the stone-faced insects, Wei Feng used two coats to tie the first complete protective layer to wrap it, and the second layer was his own back. His back was covered from head to toe with a thin hood of clothes, and he hugged Hong Manqing tightly in his arms, as if he wanted to stretch the whole person out and wrap her, he hugged her tightly with his arms, and even his cheeks were buried in Hong Manqing's hair.

Wei Feng faced the wall, and with his body, he protected Hong Manqing between the cave wall and his embrace.

"You're stupid! There's a tank over there, you don't need it?!"

Si Kouzhun glanced at the intact water tank standing not far away, scolded in a low voice, and it took a lot of strength to separate the two of them, dragging them away from the place where they had trampled on the stone-faced insect, and then wiped his sweat.

With a flick of his sleeves, Si Kouzhun's nasal cavity suddenly rushed into a fishy smell, and at a glance, he realized that he had wiped his face with the cuff that had killed Shi Face along the way, and the sticky green insect fluid emitted an unbearable stench.

However, at this time, Si Kou Zhun didn't have time to be disgusted, because he couldn't relax.

He saw that Wei Feng's back was bitten out of more than a dozen blood holes in his single clothes, lest there were some insect limbs left in his wounds, so he took out a few fire candles from Wei Feng's arms and lit them.

Wei Feng's skin has always been darker, fortunately, Si Kou Zhun was extremely careful to light a few fire candles first, illuminating everything in the cave, Wei Feng's back was illuminated by the firelight, only to find that his back was a bloody mouth bitten by dozens of insects of all sizes, and the blood had coagulated into a scab.

Based on the impression at first glance, Si Kouzhun thought that Wei Feng was rolling on the nail board.