Chapter 20: The Secret of the World (4)

The sound of water droplets bloomed at his feet, and stalactite-like things hung vertically above his head. When I touched www.biquge.info pen, there was a lot of mucus wrapped around my body, as if I had just been spit out of the monster's stomach.

Touching his neck, Xiao Shui disappeared. But I can feel it's not far away. Having a contract versus not having a contract is like making a big deal with someone for a lifetime, and you don't have any previous contracts.

Do you dare?

I like Xiaoshui because I know I can like it without any worries.

The rocks under your feet are wet and smooth, as if there is a lot of moss attached to them, which is completely inconsistent with the formation conditions of karst landforms, can you imagine that Guilin is a landscape under the Sahara?

It was such a strange sight, with strange rocks shining with a mysterious look, and the surroundings were quiet as if no living thing had ever appeared. The socks were wet and stuck to my feet, and both legs were about to freeze off.

Putting away the broken boots, I counted the number of stocks in stock. This kind of thing must not happen to me, if you have the opportunity, you must go to Little Ibn and collect some interest first.

Thor, that beast, I bet on a chicken nugget, he knows for sure that this place is going to collapse and I'm going to fall into the pit!

A little electric spark was sparked, and he slowly paced towards the place where Xiao Shui was. The boss's boots are always great, the warmth is super good, and they are waterproof. Unlike my old leather boots, which always fall off.

However, the boss's feet are a bit big......

I don't know where the slime came from, but it does get rid of the smell of some people. I can smell people sometimes. Of course, it may also be the smell of the little yellow bird's laundry detergent.

There was more and more mucus along the way, and the temperature around me dropped a little bit, so it should be going down. The temperature on the ground is up to enough to put an iron plate and then roast the meat, and the temperature below is about no problem to make a chilled watermelon.

By the end of the day, the goo had covered almost the entire irregular cavern, and from time to time something yellow dripped from the top of the head.

I carefully removed my foot, only to hear the sound of my foot - , little by little, a palm-sized hole melted. If I had put my feet there, I wouldn't have any bones by now.

Slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and was afraid for a while. Looking up at the cave overhead, yellow liquid seeped down from time to time. At this rate of dissolution, this place would have been in ruins a long time ago. So, there must be restraint around.

Boy looked carefully at the white mottled pattern around him, and the reaction between the rock and the acid produced something that stopped the acid from expanding. And it seems to have something to do with the transparent slime on the ground.

Another drop of yellow liquid dropped unexpectedly. I quickly took two steps back and dipped my hand in slime. The hole above the head opened little by little, and the thick rock layer was like a cocoon, and something was about to move on it, and I couldn't wait to get out.

Suddenly, the heart froze.

Little water seems to be on it.

I took a few steps back, and the top of my head shook even more. The yellow liquid that flowed out seemed to have been opened and poured out at once. I used to see people flood to kill rats, but now I'm that rat.

Without bothering to check the situation above my head, I picked up what I had with me and ran. Do people like to play with the ground ---- now? Uh-huh?

As if sensing my presence, the small water above my head also moved rapidly, and I didn't want either to die by suffocation or to be dissolved by acid.

God didn't hear my complaints, and just made a thick wall in front of me. I swung my axe hard and smashed it hard, and the acid that came from behind me was not a joke.

The sound of rustling behind my ears became louder and louder, like thousands of iron claws scratching the rocks, and my scalp tingled when I heard it.

As soon as the axe went down, the tiger's mouth shook and hurt. This is not the way to go.

Grit your teeth and peel off the miniature bomb of the M41A gunhead.

"Get out of the way!" I yelled and pounced.

The shock wave wrapped around the shattered rock, pushed me four or five meters away, and then smashed into the rock. I could even hear the sound of my spina splitting because it hurt like someone had cut my back.

Use your foot to hook up the axe that landed on the side. An electric spark exploded in his hand. I slashed my fingers apart and threw the blood out. Sure enough, the golden-red needles quickly flew towards the stinky rats that had slipped through the net, densely filling the gray things on the ground, and then exploded violently.

Licked the wound on the hand. Grandma's, next time my mother will study how to use salt boiling water to conduct electricity.

The bomb blew a deep crater into the ground, cutting off the direction of the liquid. The flesh and blood of the rats that poured up from the ground were blurred.

Incidentally. I grabbed my axe and smashed it on top of my head. The axe hissed a few times and rotted into a pile of foam.

I casually threw away the hollow handle in my hand, and the metal on the earth was still too weak.

With a crisp scream, I suddenly hugged the big guy rushing over. Rubbing the mucus all over his hands, the kid was covered in transparent slime.

I knew this little thing wasn't easy. I can't hold either of my hands at this point.

I stepped onto the broad back of the little water and jumped up to the cave that was quite high for me. A fishy smell hit my face. The cool liquid surging down his arm, what was swimming through? (To be continued.) )