Song Shuyun drew her knife and retreated, but the willow branches were faster than her, and the two soft branches flicked and suddenly entangled her feet.

She moved quickly and turned around to cut off, but she was still wrapped around her waist by more willow branches because of this delay.

Song Shuyun was anxious in her heart, and she was full of remorse for her provocation just now.

Layers of willow branches continued to grow, and the erected willow leaves turned into sharp knives, accompanied by the entanglement and movement of willow branches, cutting out wounds on Song Shuyun's body.

Song Shuyun kept chopping with a long knife, but this willow tree seemed to have countless branches, and it was cut down one after another, and it actually surrounded her.

This means that she is too far away from the willow tree, and if she is closer, she will probably die faster.

Song Shuyun's big drops of sweat slipped down, because of the instant loss of water, her hands and feet were cold at the moment.

She knew that if she continued like this, she would be strangled into mud sooner or later, but she couldn't think of any way to break through for a while.

The willow branches gradually formed a big cocoon, covering the sky and the sun, and Song Shuyun was slowly trapped to death, no matter how sharp her long knife was, she couldn't cut through such thick branches and leaves.

The streamer was also very anxious, why was its owner so uneasy!

In the dark, Song Shuyun had difficulty mastering her balance, relying on the pictures that the streamer kept transmitting to her.

Several willow branches had begun to tighten, and a long wound had been cut on Song Shuyun's waist, abdomen, and thighs.

The wounds were uneven, the skin and flesh flew over, and the blood instantly stained Song Shuyun's clothes, and slowly condensed so that the clothes and the minced flesh adhered together.

Song Shuyun stood unsteadily in pain, and at the moment when her body shook, the willow branches seemed to feel something, and immediately tightened, pulling Song Shuyun up at once.

She was carried into the sky by a large cocoon made of willow branches.

The double blow of weightlessness and blood loss greatly reduced Song Shuyun's strength to swing the knife, and her body was also entangled tighter and tighter by willow branches.

And the cocoon is getting closer and closer to the willow tree.

At this time, the streamer seemed to see something and reminded Song Shuyun loudly.

"With fire, it's afraid of fire!"

As soon as Song Shuyun heard this, she immediately came to her senses, endured the pain, took out the alcohol from the space, and poured it on the long knife that had been entangled in willow branches.

He took out a lighter, flipped his fingers and lit it, and with a "whew", the long knife was covered with flames, and even the branches that were drenched with alcohol next to it also burned at this moment.

Although the temperature of the flame was not enough, even Song Shuyun's short hair was still scorched a little.

The willow branches that bound her "rattled", as if she was a little afraid of the flames.

Song Shuyun also has no choice, if she directly oils it, the ignition point is too high, and if she doesn't say it for a while, she herself will probably have to be burned here.

There are still two bottles of alcohol, and there are a lot of liquor, but she can't open the liquor bottle at all now.

The branches wrapped around her body, leaving her with no strength at all, so she could only wave her hands and cut through the willow branches with her long flaming knives.

The branches weren't really cut open, most of them were just afraid of the flames of the long knives.

And after the long knife, they will wrap around Song Shuyun again, and the layers of willow branches will shake together, throwing her off all the meat and vegetables, making her even more useless.

After a while, the flame of alcohol, which had no combustibles, gradually extinguished, and only the residual heat on the long knife proved that everything just now was not in vain.

Song Shuyun didn't dare to stay, turned over and took out another bottle of alcohol, wanting to apply it to the long knife.

But Liu Zhi seemed to recognize this thing, and wanted to wrap Song Shuyun tightly so that she couldn't move, but Song Shuyun, who was dying and resisting, cut it off with a long knife that was still hot.

Willow Branches were afraid of the long knife and retreated.

It seems to give Song Shuyun some respite.

But Song Shuyun felt that the willow branches were shaking a little faster, which made her feel like she was riding a roller coaster.

Helplessly, she grabbed the plastic bottle of alcohol and stuck it directly on the tip of the knife.

The alcohol flowed down the long knife to Song Shuyun's hand and arm......

Song Shuyun's eyes flashed fiercely, the lighter reappeared, and the long knife burned on her hands and arms.

She was terrified in her heart, but the willow branches were more panicked than her, and the branches and leaves that were originally entwined suddenly moved away, Song Shuyun endured the burning sensation and brandished the long knife more fiercely.

The remaining willow branches seemed to give up, a little unwilling, aside from Song Shuyun's damage to it, Song Shuyun's body and blood were also a great supplement for it!

Song Shuyun actually accepted the will of the willow tree at this moment of life and death, and even her momentary hesitation was sensed by her.

Song Shuyun has already embarked on a dead end at this moment, there is still a possibility of living if she continues, so if she gives up, she will definitely die here!

Time froze for a moment at this time, she exhaled deeply, and took out another bottle of alcohol from the space, and spilled the lid everywhere as soon as the lid opened.

Out of nowhere, another hiss rang out, sharp and piercing, threatening and warning.

Song Shuyun's eyes were fierce, the fingertips holding the bottle were white, and the bottle body was instantly pinched by her.

She trembled all over, endured the stimulation of the magic sound, took out the lighter and lit it again.

If it burns again this time, there will be no more than two arms, and the smell of alcohol will be in this narrow space.

Song Shuyun may become the first missionist in history to set himself on fire!

The reason turned out to be that he miscalculated the opponent's level and stepped forward to provoke......

But at this time, she can't help thinking too much, she is dead left and right, and maybe there is still a way to live!

The willow branches flying around seemed to feel the momentum of Song Shuyun's breaking cauldron, and several branches were not afraid of the flames, and fiercely wrapped Song Shuyun's arm, making her unable to move.

But Song Shuyun also has a golden finger, and another lighter was taken out of the space by Song Shuyun, directly ignited and thrown out.

The flames frightened all the branches back, and the originally enclosed space suddenly revealed the early morning sun.

Song Shuyun had no time to appreciate, she didn't dare to pause, and quickly took out a bottle of cooking oil from the space, the oil drum was thrown up by her, and with a wave of the long knife, the oil in the sky was sprinkled into the flames of alcohol burning.

However, nothing happened.

The retreating branches and leaves paused, and then attacked Song Shuyun, who did not dodge or dodge, twisted her waist, and tried to shrink herself into the lush branches and leaves.

Suddenly, with a "boom", the flames filled the sky, and the originally transparent flames suddenly became golden and solid, and those bright emerald green leaves were instantly roasted greener and brighter, and then gradually scorched black......

The flame of alcohol burning and the flame of oil burning, the temperature is not the same, these branches, and finally sensed the crisis, a willow branch that entangled Song Shuyun suddenly stretched out, separating her directly from that space and throwing her into the sky.

Song Shuyun, who has returned to freedom, has no time to rejoice.

The streamer had already begun to remind her, and Willow Branch threw her upstairs next to her, right in front of a mutant.

Song Shuyun was annoyed that why didn't she prepare a sleeve arrow, rope or something, it would be good to change direction at this time!

But she didn't have anything, not even time to think about how to respond, she could only take the raging flames and break through the windows of the residential buildings over there.

The burned skin on her arm was a little charred black, and when it hit the glass, it was directly cut through countless cracks, and the blood gushing out seemed to slightly reduce her pain.

Song Shuyun didn't dare to stay, and rolled all over the ground to extinguish the flames on her body first.

The burning pain of the wound was not diminished by the flames extinguished, and several palm-sized wounds burned her arm.

There were no living people in this room anymore, and the only mutant became terrified when he saw Song Shuyun escape from the willow tree.

Scarlet eyes glared at Song Shuyun, and a roar came out of her mouth.

The wound between Song Shuyun's waist and abdomen gushed out more blood because of the pull, and her eyes were red in pain, but she still stood up with a long knife.