The half of the body squirmed on Song Qingxiao's toes and tried to tighten, and even the blood at Senbai's bone joints was coagulated and dried up.

Seeing this scene, Song Qingxiao twisted her eyebrows and reached out to catch the snake's seven inches.

Before she could get her fingers closer, the broken snake seemed to feel it, and its body was tightly pressed against the vamp, so strong that it even pressed the canvas of the vamp down to a dent.

It let go of its grip on the tip of its shoe, and opened its mouth to bite Song Qingxiao's hand.

Song Qingxiao was bitten by it, stomped on his toes, causing the snake's raised head to bite into the air, and then stretched out his fingers to pinch its head.

The snake's body was cold and slippery, and once it pinched its snake head, no matter if it writhed and struggled, it would be difficult to pose a threat to Song Qingxiao.

It also has its mouth open, 'sizzling' and sticking out its tongue, although it is small, but it is hideous and vicious.

The snake's half-amputated limb was still trying to wrap itself around her palm, tightening it hard, and she couldn't stop struggling.

After the biological genes on the island were changed, the vitality was so stubborn, Song Qingxiao looked at this little snake, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and a thought came to his heart.

She pinched the snake in one hand and took the potion she had taken out of the box in the other, and placed it next to the snake's head and compared it.

The liquid in the transparent glass bottle shook, the shadow of the snake was reflected on the glass bottle and swayed, and the cold light of the two sharp fangs shone brightly, which was particularly eye-catching.

The size of the flask was the size of the snake's head, and she squinted her eyes, with a look of ill will on her face.

One, Three, and Seven all want to take the chest, and if they want it, they should give them a gift of their own.

No. 7 has bad intentions several times, and No. 1 and No. 3 are not good, and they are not rude.

Song Qingxiao made up his mind, grabbed the snake in one hand and the dagger in the other, put the tip of the blade against the back of his hand, and passed under the snake.

The snake probably sensed the danger, and its body, which was originally tightly wrapped around the back of its hand, loosened, and suddenly began to flutter desperately.

The blood foam residue from its wound began to splash everywhere as it struggled hard, and its body was like a whip, and it hurt to pull it on its hand.

If it weren't for Song Qingxiao's efforts to hold it steady, I'm afraid that it would have flown out of its hands long ago under this hard struggle.

Her hand holding the dagger flew diagonally and slashed out, the sharp blade slicing off half of the snake's torso again, leaving only one of the snake's head she had choked.

'Sizzle', the snake's mouth opened and closed vigorously, and its strength should not be underestimated, as Song Qingxiao expected, the snake's head was cut off, but it was not completely dead.

She pinched the snake's head and placed it in the groove inside the silver box where the medicine had been placed.

Holding the dagger in the other hand, he pressed the snake's head firmly so that it could not bounce and bite for a while, before slowly letting go and slowly closing the box.

As soon as the box closed again, it locked automatically with a 'click'.

After doing all this, Song Qing glanced at the half-truncated snake that was still bouncing after losing its head on the ground, stepped on it and rolled it hard, turning the half-truncated snake into blood and mud, mixed in the dirt and couldn't see it clearly, so she kicked some dirt to cover it.

The medication and syringe she took out were quite small, and she hid them in the hidden pocket on the waist of her tight T-shirt.

After everything was cleaned up, Song Qingxiao stood up, she had been delayed here for a long time, and it was very likely that No. 7, No. 1 and others would soon chase after her.

She carried the suitcase, glanced at her surroundings, chose a direction and began to walk forward.

On the other side, after No. 7 realized that she was on Song Qingxiao's time, she was both shocked and angry, she turned into a beast and climbed all the way down, and soon saw Mr. Zhou wailing and crying on the edge of the mountainside and Zhou Xueli who hugged Mr. Zhou with a crazy face.

Seven's eyes fell on Mr. Zhou's wrist, which had been carrying the box, where only a bare amputated limb remained, and the palm of his hand had been completely sliced off, leaving Bai Sensen's broken bones.

Blood gushed out from the crack in the bone, staining the cliff wall where Mr. Zhou was leaning red.

The box was gone, and Song Qingxiao was not nearby, and the guess that he was most worried about before became a reality, which made No. 7's heart sink, and his heart was surging with anger at the moment.

"Where's Five?"

She flexibly grabbed the thorn vine and jumped down, Mr. Zhou's eyes were red, and his voice was a little hoarse because of the pain.

The excessive blood loss and severe pain caused his facial muscles to lose control, and his whole body looked up as if he had been fished out of the water, and his eyes lost focus, as if he did not realize that Seven was near.

"Where's Five?"

No. 7 can't care about maintaining a superficial intersection with Mr. Zhou at this time, the mission is nearing the end, if the contents of Mr. Zhou's box are really drugs that can enable humans to overcome genetic weaknesses and evolve to a higher level, as he said, this thing is very likely to play a vital role in the mission!

Song Qingxiao's strength is strong enough, this woman is sharp and cunning, delicate and cautious, and her skills are not bad.

He is already a very difficult person to deal with, and once he gets such a potion, after using it, it will be even more difficult to deal with.

Originally, there were seven people in this trial, and the content of the trial itself was the ending of six deaths and one life, Song Qingxiao was helped, his strength increased, and the others were all in danger.

At this moment, No. 7's heart was churning, and she was so anxious that she was about to get angry, and when she asked the second sentence, the sharp long nails on her hands had already been exposed, and there was a posture that Mr. Zhou would send him to death if he didn't speak again.

Zhou Xueli's chest rose and fell, squinted at her, wrapped one hand around Mr. Zhou, and asked with hatred:

"What do you want to do?"

"She ......" Mr. Zhou opened his mouth tremblingly, his eyes showed resentment, and his face twitched violently:

"She snatched it, the potion, ......hissed," he gritted his teeth at every word, as if restraining with great force:

"......Go down," he inhaled from between his teeth, relieving the pain, "Jump!" ”

"Which direction?"

Seven asked again, and there was already some urgency in his tone.

Although she came down first, No. 1 and No. 3 must have chased after her at this time, and she didn't have time to waste time on interrogating Mr. Zhou.

As soon as he said this, there was a sound of 'fluttering' earth falling overhead, and a shadow fell from the sky, as if to block out the light of the entire sky.

Instinctively, Seven looked up, and saw a figure falling down rapidly, bringing a large amount of strong wind and blowing the hair on her body.

She narrowed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she only saw that the person was so fast that there was only an afterimage, falling from her quickly, and No. 7 only heard a 'whoosh' sound when his clothes were blown by the wind, and before he could see who it was, he heard Mr. Zhou's difficult mouth:

"...... over there"

He pointed in one direction, and before Seven had time to speak, the person who fell down had already laughed out loud:

"Thanks!"

It's number one!

No. 7's heart sank, but he didn't expect No. 1 to even care about his own safety at this time in order to snatch the potion, give up climbing the cliff, and jump down directly.