Around, the consequence of the constant closure is that the oxygen gradually begins to decrease.

This was something that Fang Mo had no way to deal with at all, and he didn't know how to deal with all this, he could only watch all this happen, and there was no way to change it at all.

He wanted to change, but he shook his head when he thought about his nails and some of the things that had happened before.

"If I provoke this guy again, if he dances outside, I'm doomed."

The head is too dizzy.

Once the other party gradually started dancing outside, he felt that he might not have any good fruit to eat.

Especially, at this moment, but in the body of this monster, this is even more unable to directly grasp the initiative.

In this case, the only thing he can do, the only thing he can do, is probably waiting.

Keep waiting, Ye Tingcheng may come to help him!

"No, she shouldn't come ......"

Thinking about Ye Qingcheng's previous attitude, Fang Mo shook his head again: "Judging from her performance, it seems that she hopes that I can go through all this experience by myself.

In other words, this experience has helped me a lot.

But the question is, where is the help? ”

The space is gradually starting to run out of oxygen.

At this moment, Fang Mo really didn't know what else he could encounter if he continued.

He just felt that the current situation was a bit exaggerated.

What to do.

What to do!

Fang Mo was extremely anxious in his heart, but he didn't know how to solve it at all, so he could only keep struggling.

The next moment.

The air in the space was completely cut off.

At this moment, Fang Mo's face suddenly became very ugly, and he ran towards the hole before him, smashing it with a punch.

Based on the amount of breath he needed at this moment, if he couldn't find a way out in a few minutes, he might try to feel suffocated.

If he can't find a way out in half an hour, he will die.

Allure, are you trying to make me experience tension?

But it's also too exciting, a little too intense, right?

Fang Mo's heart was full of all kinds of wonderful thoughts, but he really didn't know what to do, so he could only gradually think about what he should do in his heart.

I don't know.

There was no answer, after all, he had never experienced it all.

It can only be smashed with a fist.

But the problem is that even if he already knows that this is a monster's body, he can't break it at all.

Is it just going to go down like this, and at the same time disappear little by little with oxygen, and it's over?

Thinking of the final tragedy, Fang Mo began to frantically smash his fist at whatever he could see around him, he felt that there would always be a place full of weakness in it.

After all, if it goes on like this, it may not be the same as before.

Probably dead, really going to die.

The feeling of suffocation is not very pleasant, even if he has gone through so many evolutions, he still needs air.

After all, from the generation of our ancestors, absorbing oxygen has become an inevitable thing for human beings.

From the beginning of life to the end of life.

No matter how this thing evolves, it can only be extended at most, and it cannot be cut off directly.

Today's Fang Mo is like this.

He can last in for about half an hour, which is already a very convenient creature, but if he goes down any longer, he can't bear it.

Useless!

It's not useful at all. k

Constantly attacking Fang Mo around him, he soon found out in horror that his attacks were useless at all.

The surrounding walls will be terrifying, desperate, and powerless.

Fang Mo paused for a while, took a deep breath, and after forcing himself to calm down, he said, "It's impossible that there is no way out, there will be a way out of life one hundred percent, otherwise, Allure will not let me in."

She won't pit me.

It won't hurt me.

Just like at the beginning, when I thought she was treating me badly, she was actually thinking about me, in order to make me more suitable for this last world.

Now, it must be the same.

But the question is, what exactly is it to adapt to! ”

Fang Mo slammed his fist on the ground.

Burst!

With his punch, the wound on the ground that was already there gradually flowed out some very strange juice.

At the same time, the next moment the entire cave began to shake.

"It works!"

Fang Mo's face was overjoyed, and he instantly began to smash down, especially that wound, "As long as it is smashed through, there will still be a way out in front of you after all!" ”

At the thought of this, his face was full of excitement, and the monkey began to poke at the wound with him.

The air was gone.

There is not a little bit of replenishment around.

Fang Mo gradually began to lose his mind, or his mind stopped thinking little by little in this oxygen-deficient environment.

Still, his fists kept smashing against the wound.

Only in this way will a way out be found, and this is the only way.

Fang Mo was very determined, and the monkey was also very determined, the latter was even a little crazier than Fang Mo, and had already begun to scratch constantly with his paws.

The feeling of suffocation gradually hits.

Fang Mo's head was dizzy.

I'm going to die!

After more than twenty minutes, Fang Mo's face suddenly became ugly, his face turned red, and his eyes began to be bloodshot.

Am I just done?

It shouldn't be.

Ye Chengcheng wouldn't do this to me, but why is this?

The feeling of suffocation was gradually approaching, and Fang Mo had already felt the pace of death more and more.

However, as he enlarged it step by step, some holes that were not there before began to appear.

The air appeared together.

"Whew, suck!"

Fang Mo and the little monkey looked at each other, began to gasp constantly, and then looked at the insects that ran out of it, and they laughed very happily.

Now, if nothing else, at least they can absorb air.

"Squeak!"

The little monkey looked frightened and kept screaming, as if he was complaining that Fang Mo's previous appearance was a bit scary, and at the same time, the danger in it was a little too frightening for the monkey.

"Are you afraid?"

Fang Mo smiled, pointed to his nose and said, "Is it just that you're afraid?" Lao Tzu is still afraid, but what can it be, who let you in at that time?

Since I let you in, it's my duty to bring you back again.

Okay, now that these bugs are coming, are we going to knock them out quickly?

Yes, not to kill, but to knock out!

Otherwise, the caves may simply close again. ”