"Alright, Qumen! You know it's not his fault! Liu Xunxing's eyes widened slightly, she drank, raised her eyes to look at the spinning fire that was about to be extinguished, sighed slightly, and said, "There's no way, I can only try." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info you are ready, in case the fire is extinguished, they have not retreated...... Then save yourselves! ”

After Liu Xunxuan said that, he sat cross-legged, closed his eyes slightly, held his breath, and ignored everything around him.

Chu Yao and Qu Menhan listened to Liu Xunxuan's words, and looked at the flames around them almost at the same time, and there were indeed signs that Yingying was about to be extinguished.

They stared nervously, frowning.

A fire broke out, and the faint gray smoke was still whirling in circles. A few colored bees flew in with a hint of space.

Chu Yao hurriedly clenched the soft sword, and shook the sword body extremely quickly, as if casting a sword wall in front of the three people.

The colored bee didn't seem to be very smart, and he saw that there was a sword wall in front of his head, but he still desperately threw himself inside.

Chu Yao's eyes widened in surprise, not knowing what they wanted.

At this time, another fire broke out.

More painted bees flew in through the gap.

Qu Menhan immediately took off his coat and wrapped it into a roll.

Chu Yao and Qu Menhan both thought that those colored bees should be damaged and fall to the ground if they didn't say that they were wiped out after they touched Chu Yao's sword wall.

But no one expected that at the moment when these colored bees were about to touch the sword wall, they suddenly retracted their heads into their bodies, retracted their wings, and curled up their whole bodies into a ball, like miniature hedgehogs!

They shrank into small steel balls with spikes, and used the momentum of the moment they flew in to slam into Chu Yao's sword wall.

Chu Yao sped up the speed of wielding the soft sword in his hand, and shouted loudly in shock: "Qu Menhan! Oh no! Look! Unstoppable! ”

Qu Menhan held the tightly twisted clothes tightly in his hand, and watched as Chu Yao's sword was smashed into pieces by the small steel balls curled up by those colored bees.

The entire valley echoed with the sound of "ping-pong" where the small steel ball collided with the soft sword, as well as the shouts of Chu Yao and Qu Menhan.

"Chu Yao, hard can't come soft! I'll give it a try! ”

Qu Menhan took out an enamel bottle from his bosom and poured some pink powder from it on the churned clothes. Exerted his internal force to make the wringing clothes spin like a golden hoop stick behind Chu Yao's sword wall.

It is also strange to say that those small barbed steel balls that meet steel and steel are caught in the wrinkles of the clothes when they encounter the soft clothes. Some of the color bees were released from the stress, and they didn't have time to spread their wings, and they all fell down one after another; Some of them were unlucky, and when they touched the pink powder on their clothes, they directly turned into a puddle of silver water like mercury, and were thrown around by the rapidly rotating clothes.

Chu Yao saw that Qu Menhan's clothes were useful and almost blocked all the colored bees, so he withdrew his soft sword. Seeing that there were already holes on it, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and he threw the soft sword directly, and immediately took off his coat, and began to shake it up like Qu Menhan.

Seeing that the fire folds were extinguished one after another. The surroundings gradually darkened.

Chu Yao already had some physical exhaustion.

From time to time, Qu Menhan sprinkled some medicinal powder on his rotating clothes.

Time seems to have disappeared in this repetitive resistance, and the painted bees come and go, like waves that never stop. Qu Menhan and Chu Yao gradually began to get tired.

The last fire was extinguished.

Suddenly, the surroundings went completely dark. Although it is not completely dark, and you can't see your fingers, it can be said to be like the darkness before dawn, with only a slight light.

Qu Menhan suddenly felt a sudden pain in his arm, and then the pain like a pinprick spread to his whole body. He desperately opened his eyes and looked at his arm, only to find that a painted bee was desperately trying to burrow into his skin, the steel needle pierced directly into his flesh, and the colored butterfly writhed in anger, and the steel needle stirred in his flesh.

With one of his hands waving his clothes against more colored bees, he couldn't handle the small one that had burrowed into his skin. The little one went deeper and deeper.

"Damn! You think you're a drill! Qu Menhan roared, and at the same time he clearly felt his fingers trembling, it turned out that the colored bee had drilled into his veins, and his fingers were shaking uncontrollably.

"Damn! Do you really think Lao Tzu can't deal with you? Qu Menhan's eyes were full of tears in pain, he shouted, one hand shook his clothes non-stop, and the other hand raised his arm and pulled out the colorful bee that had drilled into his arm directly with his mouth.

The steel needle of the painted bee seemed to have barbs on it, and Qu Menhan ripped it off, not only was a mouthful of blood stabbed out of his mouth, but also a large piece of flesh was taken off his arm, and the blurred appearance of the flesh made people's hearts hairy.

Chu Yao couldn't help but be startled when he saw this, and suddenly felt that his ears were a little numb, as if a colored bee wanted to burrow into his ears!

He reached out and grabbed a handful, and sure enough, he caught a bright green painted bee, which was still dancing with its teeth and claws, as if it was glaring and baring its teeth, and poured out its pain of losing its child.

Chu Yao suddenly felt a little unbearable. He threw the bee at his feet, and kicked it under the tree with the sole of his foot, knocking it unconscious.

He wiped the blood from the bees on his hand and the blood on his ear with the back of his hand.

Qu Menhan was sweating with beads of sweat on his whole head, as if there was some anesthetic on the steel needle of this color bee, he only felt dizzy and dizzy, as if he couldn't even see the color bee in front of him, but he had been repeating the action of shaking his clothes mechanically.

Suddenly, a large wave of colored bees rushed over, and one of them was particularly large, with red wings and a pair of compound eyes shining with green light.

Chu Yao secretly said that it was not good, thinking that he might not be able to resist it this time. Such a huge swarm of colored bees is delusional to take two pieces of clothing and level them out, it is really their own wishful thinking!

While struggling to resist, he turned his head and said to Qu Menhan, "How are you?" Is it okay? I think we're just going to retreat! ”

Qu Menhan's eyes were confused, and after listening to Chu Yao's words, he replied angrily: "How to retreat?" Where to retreat? There are branches all around, and thorny grass at your feet...... At the end of the day, we're underestimating this fishtail valley...... I didn't prepare enough and left too hastily......"

Before Qu Menhan finished speaking, he planted his head down. Chu Yao jumped over and scooped him up, "Qu Menhan!" How are you? ”

Look again, the blood on Qu Menhan's arm is bubbling out. (To be continued.) )