Kemeng took out a plastic bag, put all the weird dirt into the plastic bag, and then let the rice balls be stuffed into the mouth of the big-faced cat with dog hair.

The big-faced cat was unable to digest the non-meat food and was forced to eat a plastic bag full of dirt.

Then the dumplings were stuffed with another pack, and then another pack, and four packets were stuffed in a row.

The big-faced cat is in an enlarged state, and its mouth can hold many bags of plastic bags.

By the time it was ten packets, a small hole had been dug into the ground beneath his feet, and it didn't have such a strange atmosphere.

At this time, the rice balls could no longer be stuffed.

The last pack of plastic bags got stuck in the mouth of the big-faced cat and couldn't be stuffed.

"Let's get all the plastic bags out." Kemon commanded.

The dumplings then pulled out the plastic bag and used dog hair to penetrate into the mouth of the big-faced cat.

The mouth of the big-faced cat is not a bottomless pit, it seems to be pitch black inside, and the bottom cannot be seen, but it actually has a bottom.

The volume of a maximum of ten plastic bags, Kemon estimated in his mind.

Beside Kemeng, White Sugar, who hadn't come out for a long time, stood aside, staring wide-eyed at the big-faced cat being toyed with by dogs.

It's horrible! The white sugar cold hair exploded, shaking off the bursts of mud and sand, and the heart was terrified.

I don't know if the big-faced cat will wake up in the future, and if it does, how will it face its owner...... White sugar is uncontrollably cranky, and the more you think about it, the more you tremble.

The more I look at it, the more scared I become, and I think of some future that scares it.

What kind of terrible storm will this feline, which symbolizes the existence of infinite knowledge and stop thinking, resume thinking?

White sugar was suffocated, and his mind was a mess.

It is also at this time that its brain adds strange knowledge.

"The Air of the Unknown"

"A part of the air is contaminated with an unknown breath, which comes from an unknown being, and synaesthesia is carried out through breathing, and there is a small probability that you will dream of terrible things."

"Breathers can quickly ventilate the problem by breathing pure air."

"The original spirituality of this air is severely lost, and it is expected to disappear naturally after a month."

White Sugar was stunned, and accidentally stared at it for fifteen seconds, gaining strange knowledge.

No, you can't look at it, and you can't look at the eyes of a big-faced cat in the future.

White sugar stretched out its wings, blocked its eyes, and shook off a large patch of sand.

Kemon's expression was as usual, he had already watched, and he knew that there was an unknown breath in the air.

Say it's unknown? In fact, it is the breath of the evil god Cthulhu.

Luo Yuan also knew this information fifteen seconds after the big-faced cat came out? And knowing that the soil contained some kind of terrible aura, his face changed dramatically at that time.

Then Luo Yuan ran to breathe pure air? Didn't stay here to watch the dogs feed the cats in plastic bags.

Luo Yuan is no longer an ordinary person with extremely low mental resistance? He boosted his mental resistance with a double-extreme video, but just in case he dreamed of terrible dreams? He chose to ventilate.

Kemeng thought for a moment and let Tang Yuan take a big breath of the air.

There is a faint spiritual distraction in these airs? They can't interfere with the spirit of the rice balls? Kemeng himself was relieved that the rice balls absorbed them.

Whew.

A gust of wind surged, and Tangyuan's mouth opened wide, like a tuyere, and all the wind poured into its mouth.

After a while? Kemon felt much fresher in the air.

After processing the traces from the scene? Kemeng clapped his hands and went to find Luo Yuan.

Luo Yuan didn't run far, he ran three hundred meters away.

Kemeng caught up with Luo Yuan, "How is Luo Yuan, is it better?" ”

"Doesn't feel anything? But I'm sure I've changed hundreds of rounds of gas. Luo Yuan's face turned red, and it could be seen that he had breathed desperately hundreds of times.

"Huh? It's good to be cautious, I'll wait for you. "Kemon sits aside? Use the walkie-talkie to ask the technician over there if he has taken a new picture.

The technician replied that no one in the castle had been photographed for the time being, but they used a perspective type to scout the object? It was found that there were humans in the shape of centaurs.

"Keep watching? Be vigilant. After finishing speaking, Kemon hung up the intercom.

A few minutes later? Luo Yuan stopped breathing, because he found that he was doing useless work.

The air was already very diluted, the original spirituality was passing, and Luo Yuan's spiritual resistance was several times higher than that of ordinary people, so he didn't need to care too much about whether he dreamed of that thing.

Kemeng fell asleep after waiting for a while, and sensed a wave in his dream, and found that Luo Yuan was not affected, that kind of ingredient was already very small, and after changing thousands of rounds of qi, the impact had already been eliminated.

After waking up, Kemon takes Luo Yuan to the Centaur Castle to prepare for a surprise attack on the Centaur herd.

Kemon has the ability to explode ice and blood, and can cool down regionally, and has strong individual combat ability, so he doesn't need anyone's support.

"You wait here, I'll come back when I go." Kemeng admonished, not letting Luo Yuan follow up.

Luo Yuan knew that his belongings were not powerful enough, and if he went up, he would be dragging his feet, so he could only repeatedly tell Kemeng to protect himself.

At this time, Luo Yuan's walkie-talkie rang.

Kemon's walkie-talkie is turned off, and he has to sneak into the castle so that the sound of the walkie-talkie can't disturb the enemy.

Kemeng heard the vibration of the walkie-talkie, and immediately stopped to listen to Luo Yuan's instructions.

Luo Yuan clicks on the intercom function,

"Luo Yuan Luo Yuan, the Sealing Pavilion is asking the director again, when will the blockade of the space outside end, the director helped the team fool over, please be sure to inform the team of the gram, please call back if you receive it." So said the senior liaison on the intercom.

"Roger." Luo Yuan glanced at Kemeng, saw him hooking his hand, and immediately handed Kemeng the walkie-talkie.

Kemon said to the walkie-talkie, "Don't worry, we're working on how to lift the space blockade." ”

One word, drag!

The Sealing Pavilion had a strange attitude, and there was definitely something wrong with the weak mood of the heart, and Ke Meng didn't want it to be too comfortable.

Besides, putting everything on a sapient non-human species is really not robust.

The chief must be aware of this, Kemon believes.

"Roger." The walkie-talkie replied.

Kemeng handed the walkie-talkie back to Luo Yuan, "I'll go back when I go." ”

"Yes, Team Kre." Luo Yuan stood by in place.

Kemeng put the white sugar into the storage props, then thought about it, and let Shirley protect Luo Yuan in place, "You stay and protect Luo Yuan." ”

Shirley nodded.

Compared with Shirley's bodyguard, Kemeng prefers to bring rice balls with him, after all, the two have a master-servant bond.

Kemon sneaked in alone, wearing the black clothes of the Bureau's stealth function, walking like flying, and the horse-hunter leather boots under his feet were faintly agitated, as if sensing the centaur creatures in the castle.

Kemon looked down at the Horse Hunter Leather Boots, which can be sensed through the wall, which is a bit exaggerated.

Also because of the excitement of the Horse Hunter's leather boots, Kemon walked like a fly, and ran fast.

The surface of the black stealth suit has a mysterious power circulating to suppress the sound of the wind generated when running.