Chapter Seventy-Nine: Mutation
"Pangolins?!"
"Why is there a pangolin?!"
Zhong Xiao stared at the behemoth not far in front of him, his palms were full of sweat stains, and the beads of sweat on his forehead continued to drip on the grass where he was sitting.
"Xiao Yao, Zhong Miao, Zhong Lin, all here, it's okay ......"
Zhong Xiao glanced at the few people lying unconscious next to him, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and his heart slowly calmed down like a drum.
There... There are two more......
Zhong Xiao stared at the tall pangolin in front of him, there seemed to be two people behind the scaly body, one was naked, and the other... Seems to be a bald man.
At this time, the pangolin's body was only one zhang tall, and its narrow eyes narrowed slightly, scanning up and down to look at Zhong Xiao carefully.
"You're... Demon beasts?"
Zhong Xiao's head was buzzing, and he could feel the heart in his chest beating rapidly, and the clear muffled sound in his ears stimulated Zhong Xiao's heart.
The pangolin in front of him gave him a great sense of crisis.
The pangolin didn't answer Zhong Xiao's words, and slowly stood up, trampling the grass with the soles of his feet and sinking two shallow pits, and the tail behind him swayed, rolling up the two behind him and throwing them in front of Zhong Xiao.
Zhong Xiao took a few steps back, looked at the two people who flew in, and immediately recognized that the white body that was bare except somewhere was Yin Ziqing, but the bald man next to him seemed to be a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.
Zhong Xiao pondered, the ground shook slightly, the tall black shadow blocked the sunlight in front of him, and the pangolin walked up to him.
"You ......" Zhong Xiao stared at the pangolin, slowly raised his hand to say hello, but was shocked by the cold light emitted by the long narrow eyes, and his hand reached mid-air, no longer moving for half a minute.
The claw palm stretched forward and patted Zhong Xiao's shoulder, Zhong Xiao was stunned, smiled innocently, and was about to speak, but was suddenly slapped out by a force.
"Bang!"
With a muffled sound, Zhong Xiao flew out upside down and fell on the grass, muddy soil and fine tender grass crawled all over his body, coughed a few times, his chest was stuffy, and a sweet smell was surging up in his throat.
Enduring the sharp pain in his body, Zhong Xiao opened his eyes and looked at the pangolin in surprise, it seemed relatively mild just now, but he suddenly changed his attitude, and around the pangolin's body, there was a faint trace of dark red mist rolling.
Those narrow eyes were also slowly stained with blood.
Shaking his head, the pangolin walked towards Zhong Yao and the others who were lying aside, his mouth slightly open, revealing the sharp teeth inside, as sharp as jagged teeth.
"What do you want to do!"
Zhong Xiao watched the pangolin's movements, reacted suddenly, and hurriedly got up from the ground, wanting to rush, but he stumbled and fell to the ground again.
A sharp pain came, and when I looked over, the legs had been twisted and twisted, and the bones had been misaligned and broken out of the flesh.
"Ah......h
Zhong Xiao gritted his teeth, panting, and wanted to move, but it was still to no avail, and his body was already weakened to the extreme.
"Hiss......"
A slight tearing sound came into his ears, Zhong Xiao's body suddenly became cold, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, a bad premonition rose in his heart, his eyes moved away from the twisted legs, and he turned his head stiffly to look over.
That scene was deeply imprinted in my heart.
"Ahh Huh? Lie, right... It must be a fake......"
Zhong Xiao muttered these words in his mouth, staring at the half-body of the pangolin's hands, the palms that had been cut with many large and small scars were bleeding outward, but they still clung to the ground and pulled themselves towards the pangolin.
The pangolin opened its mouth open, put the "food" in its mouth, chewed and swallowed, and the foam with warm blood sprinkled on the grass, making the time stained with blood red.
"Zhong Miao!"
Zhong Xiao hissed and shouted, but his voice suddenly couldn't scream, his vision gradually blurred, and the scene in front of him began to become distorted.
But the hands didn't stop at all, and kept pulling themselves towards the pangolin, and the "creaking" sounds in his ears continued to echo in Zhong Xiao's heart.
It suddenly became pitch black in front of him, Zhong Xiao spit out a mouthful of blood, his chest rose and fell violently, becoming extremely suffocated, and his twisted legs were pinched together by a huge force, and he slowly pulled up.
Zhong Xiao spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm, which was falling in the middle of those narrow eyes, and the scales that were originally glowing with a faint antique brown had a touch of blue and yellow.
With a whirling sensation, Zhong Xiao's whole person was thrown out, constantly rolling on the grass, and those gravel and some pointed grass made his appearance embarrassed.
"Boom—"
Zhong Xiao supported himself with both hands and lifted his upper body, spit out the grass clippings in his mouth, gritted his teeth and opened his eyes, a huge ball was rolling towards him rapidly, with flying dust and muddy soil and grass clippings, about to crush his whole person directly.
Are you going to die?
Zhong Xiao's mind was blank, and he looked at the rolling ball in a daze, the rapid air flow was as sharp as a knife blade, and there was only a whirring sound in his ears, and the wind swept by, as if he wanted to pull the hair from his scalp.
Just as the ball was about to hit Zhong Xiao, a black shadow suddenly flashed out and blocked in front of Zhong Xiao.
The huge air wave was blocked by the rushing black shadow, and it split in two, and the wind uprooted all the flowers and plants everywhere, and the dirt was also lifted and flew into the air and danced wildly.
"Three. ”
With clear eyes and a cold gaze, looking at the round ball that hit his body, Yin Ziqing said in a cold voice.
The ball trembled a few times, rolled back to a few meters away, and slowly bloomed, revealing the face of the pangolin behind the scale armor, the slender scarlet tongue licked the minced meat and blood foam left on the side of the mouth, stared at Yin Ziqing tightly, and slowly lowered his head.
"II. ”
Yin Ziqing said again, and dozens of blood-colored roots drilled out of the wound of the flesh and blood that had been rubbed off in front of his body, and the flesh and blood wriggled, and the roots connected the muscles and flesh like silk threads, and quickly healed.
The pangolin still stood still, its elongated eyes glittering, as if thinking about something.
"One. ”
Yin Ziqing stepped forward in one step, raised his head slightly, and blood appeared in his eyes.
Seeing this, the pangolin immediately jumped back, stared at Yin Ziqing, his body trembled a few times, and he plunged into the ground, the ground continued to shake, slowly calmed down, and the huge pangolin disappeared.