In the earthy gray world, something is staggering forward, because the relationship between the dust makes people see the truth, but they can also feel the huge body, as if a building suddenly walks, and another gust of wind blows, squinting people's eyes, making people involuntarily bury their heads in the pit, until the wind in their ears stops, the dust on their heads falls to the ground, and everything seems to calm down again, quietly, quietly raise their heads. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Got you."

The steady voice without a trace of tone sounded, making the man with a fluke mentality scream, obviously he hadn't seen what was in front of him clearly, he had already slipped up a figure under him, smashed it hard where the sound came from, and turned around quickly in the next second, running with all his might.

Thrown out was a dying woman, judging from her face and exposed skin outside her clothes, she had been hungry for a long time, and the rags on her body when she was thrown out couldn't even cover the key parts, of course, under the baptism of dust, those important parts couldn't actually see their original appearance.

When the woman's eyes met the person who grabbed her, the corners of her mouth turned up a little, and her twisted legs that fell to the ground even trembled.

"Caught."

The steady tone sounded again, and the woman was casually thrown aside, unlike before, the insect slaves who were domesticated by the insects again had learned to catch the prey with high priority and give it to their masters, those energetic and running prey were the best, and there was really nothing to be wary of if they were left here all the time, even if they were left here, they couldn't run away.

The woman fell into the dust, tilting her head to look at the insect slave with a stiff expression but not a stiff body, and sped up, and the man who had been bullying and oppressing her fled like a ruined dog, and the man didn't even look back.

Something suddenly loomed over the woman's body, and before the woman could look up, a sharp object falling from the sky pierced her thigh and lifted her into the air.

The woman's broken calf was broken, although the leg was mutilated and could not be recovered, but the blood in her thigh was still open, and the moment she was pierced and hung up by a sharp object, she was covered with her own blood.

"Do you want to be a slave to your master."

Another steady and toneless voice sounded in her ears, the woman struggled to open her eyes, the severe pain made her sober a little, and she saw clearly that it was a mutated myriapod that was hanging her, and there was a person lying on the top of the insect's head who was only half a body, and the woman's pupils involuntarily enlarged a few times.

"Do you want to be a slave to your master."

The lower half of the body seemed to be fused with the head of a myriapod, and the man with the upper body of a human stared straight at the woman, and the eyes on the man's face turned out to be a pair of compound eyes, which made people feel a little disgusting.

"You're human?"

The woman's voice was very weak, obviously it was already very soft, but it still reached the man's ears.

"Do you want to be a slave to your master."

The man spoke again, in exchange for a dry spitting voice from the woman: "Phew, get out, go die, useless man." ”

"Ah~~~"

The woman hanging in mid-air was shaken twice violently, and the dust fell down with a puff, as if a human had to shake off some chili powder when eating a meat skewer.

Even though the woman has been abused countless times, she can't help but scream at this time, the pain in her thigh is too unbearable, and she feels like a dry wood, being pulled wantonly.

"Master, it's caught."

It was still the voice of the flat plane, the woman was hanging upside down, condescendingly looking at the man who threw her out just now and wanted her to be a bait, and now she was dragged over like a dead dog, the woman knew what that man was capable of, he was definitely not a man who would be restrained, and now, his legs were broken, his cheeks were lying down in the dust, and the woman had a feeling of pleasure.

"Don't, don't, don't~"

is completely different from the feeling of women being strung together, men are like being scared out of their guts, compared to women, men's spirits are much better, and their screams are naturally much louder.

Unlike women, mutant myriapods do not ask men if they want to be worm slaves, apparently mutant myriapods prefer to enjoy a good meal, and the man's thigh is also pierced and hung high, and the man completely does not notice that there is a woman hanging next to him in his wail of pain.

"One last time, would you like to be a slave to your master?" The man lying on top of the mutant myriapod came to speak, his tone steady.

"I do, I do, I do."

The woman was already dizzy, but she didn't want to become one of those walking dead, but before she could speak, the man who was hanging upside down beside her had already screamed, for fear that he would be thrown into the abyss a second late.

"I didn't plant it, phew."

The woman felt so cool, and before she died, seeing this man so despicable and embarrassed, the woman felt that she felt the pride in her bones from the bottom of her heart.

The myriapod, which had been rejected repeatedly, finally lost its patience, it raised its mouth, looked up at the sky, and then moved one of its legs, the man couldn't believe what he felt, was it that he was going to be devoured? He's already surrendered.

"Let me go, I'm willing to be a worm slave, I'm willing to be a worm slave~"

The man was already in tears and snot, he looked around as if asking for help, and then he saw the woman who was just a stone's throw away from him, and unlike the previous embarrassed heart, the woman's eyes and face were full of mockery.

"You, what are you laughing at, you're going to die!"

The man was out of reason, and he was climbing and biting indiscriminately, with the madness of his death.

"Yes, but I'm not afraid, to see you like this, it's worth my death." The woman's voice was soft, and it was already the end of the crossbow.

"Eat her, her flesh is softer than mine!"

The man screamed, feeling that he was sliding down, the feeling of dying in pain just now was much better than really dying, the man was really unwilling, but there was no way to control his fate again, when the darkness came, the moment the suffocation came to his face, the man felt the breath of death.

The feeling of the soft flesh walls squirming made the man want to vomit, and he couldn't control the speed at which he was sliding, until for a moment he felt as if he was stuck in something.

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