431. The mentality collapsed

Therefore, at the moment, it is still important to preserve strength.

In case, those dragon people, one or two are several times stronger than her, and it happens that she has exhausted her spiritual power here, and when the time comes, she will really match, I am afraid that she will be tortured to death by them!

In order not to be tortured to death by them, she gave up on abusing the six crocodile monsters.

When the crocodile monsters gathered up to deal with the few flame spirit butterflies scattered in the white mist, and the virtual shadow of the ink pupil left in the white mist, the ink pupil dragged the boy to the shore.

Looking at the few crocodile monsters on the water that were blown up by the Flame Spirit Butterfly, the ink pupils condensed the enchantment and hid their breath.

These crocodiles were formed by the rapid regeneration of the isolated tissues of the original crocodile monsters on the island. Because it is a newborn individual who violates the laws of natural growth, IQ is naturally insufficient. Their IQ is equivalent to that of a child of a few years old, in addition to being ferocious to eat, that is, to be cruel to play, and ferocious to go crazy. No matter how cruel it is, the mind will definitely be beaten by society!

However, compared to their imbecile ability, the original subject, I don't know if it was because of a large number of cannibalism, or because of the evolution of the species, judging from some of the information it left in the air, showed a good IQ.

It has a bit of "mother-child feelings" for these monsters that fall from its body to grow into monsters at excessive speed, and the flame spirit butterfly of the ink pupil blew up these crocodile monsters, presumably the main body that smells the fish will definitely not give up, so she formed an enchantment and hid her breath.

The forty-two survivors who had parachuted into the island with them had been completely torn apart by the ravages of the crocodile monsters, and could not be found.

Some of them died in the mouth of the crocodile monster, and naturally some escaped.

No matter how big the disaster is, there are survivors who survive, witness and record the disaster, which is the arrangement of fate.

Glancing at the sea that was still bombarding, all kinds of crocodile monsters, and the blood stains and stumps that were spilled on the beach, Mo Pupil went to the hinterland of the island without looking back.

The boy followed her, following in his footsteps.

At the edge of the beach, tall broad-leaved trees intertwine with low round-leaved shrubs and some leafy vines to form a dense forest of primeval greenery.

Because there is no human intervention, they embody the most primitive form of the primeval forest. All the broad-leaved trees grow very large, almost four or five people together, and many birds make their home in its huge upward canopy.

In the sun, the green leaves shine brightly, and the birds live in peace, from time to time from under this green leaf, and from time to time from under another green leaf, chattering about harmony and contentment.

Compared to the enormity of broad-leaved trees, the round-leaved shrubs or coniferous shrubs that grow under their shelter are very short.

Of course, even this "very" is short, and it is much taller than the average life, after all, decades and hundreds of years of growth, the ups and downs experienced are not in vain.

Many whispering insects and small insects hide in the bushes or under the fallen leaves piled up on the ground, whispering, telling that the time is beautiful and calm.

Everything is quiet and comfortable, quiet and contented.

However, all of this is an illusion.

Because the survival of the weak, survival of the fittest, and cruel competition are the eternal themes of nature!

Through the layers of greenery in front of him, these tranquil and beautiful, harmonious and calm, Mo Tong saw a lot, and what was specially covered by these greenery happened, or happened for a long time-

Death.

In this primeval green forest, which is neither small nor small, full of greenery and vitality, there are three deadly creatures - long-legged spiders, crazy praying mantises, and man-eating vines.

They are entrenched in different areas of this green forest. At the moment, they were in the area where the long-legged spider monsters were wreaking havoc.

"Ahh

The young man who had been walking quietly behind Mo Tong suddenly screamed, and at the same time, the whole person seemed to be pushed by a ghost, and he slammed forward. I don't know if he forgot that Mo Tong was in front of him, or if he wanted Mo Tong to follow suit, anyway, he hit Mo Tong's back directly, and almost didn't push Mo Tong to hit the tree.

Seeing that Mo Tong was knocked out by himself and was about to hit the tree, the young man wanted to save his gaffe, and hurriedly reached out to get Mo Tong back, but as a result, his hand slipped and he slammed directly at Mo Tong's back again.

Fortunately, Mo Tong has come out of the "reading comprehension" brain, and after being scolded by the teenager again, she just spun under her feet, followed by a circle, and then dissolved the force of the teenager's slap.

Seeing that Mo Tong was not scrambled out by himself, an excellent spin stabilized the embarrassment, the young man breathed a sigh of relief, grinned at the corners of his mouth, and tried hard to pretend to laugh, but he couldn't laugh, laughing was harder than crying for a while, and the atmosphere was very embarrassing. Since he couldn't laugh, the boy could only express the reason for his damn gaffe in pale language: "That, that—fairy sister, look, look, there—"

Mo Tong looked in the direction of the young man's finger.

Eighty degrees above their sides, on a giant tree with a bow on the top, twenty-one corpses hung upside down, of which eighteen corpses were wrapped in spider silk and formed into white giant chrysalis, and three were only hanging upside down, with some spider silk floating slightly on the surface of their bodies, not yet completely wrapped in spider silk.

Two of them had been dried and blackened by the sea breeze, and one was fresh, with blood still oozing from their mouth, nose and eyes. The fresh one was the one who had just died, and they were from the same plane crash survivors.

As for the two bodies that were air-dried, they were survivors of a shipwreck half a month ago. The rest of the cocoons were survivors of the disaster who had arrived on the island earlier. But in the end, it all turned out to be unfortunate.

Mo Tong retracted his gaze and said expressionlessly, "You see what he is." ”

The young man's face was full of horror, a pair of beautiful Danfeng eyes were red, and he was about to stare out of his sockets, but he didn't expect Mo Tong to say this, his lips trembled a little and said, "I think he is a dead man." ”

"Hmm." Mo Tong nodded emotionlessly like a machine, and then patted him on the shoulder, expressing his appreciation for his good eyesight, walking without looking at the front road and looking at the back road, even the corpse in the 80 degrees above the side and back can be seen.

Under her expressionless shoulder patting, the young man looked terrified and confused. In fact, how he wished to hear her contradict him, it was not a corpse, but a plant, the fruit of a tree, something—

It's a pity -

This little fairy sister is really too upright.

Seeing that Mo Tong turned around and continued to walk deeper into the green forest, the young man hurriedly followed.

The deeper you go into the green forest, the more lush the shrubs and thorns that grow in this green forest. Originally, there was no road in the green forest, and they were all the way through thorns and thorns, groping their way in the grass and forest, and now they couldn't see the way forward.

The young man had doubts and fears, "Little fairy sister, where are we going?" Why not stay near the shore and wait for the outside world to come to help, or ask for help from a passing ship. After all, a plane crash is a low-probability event, and so many people are missing, it will definitely cause a sensation, and there will definitely be rescue!" In the young man's puzzlement and with good expectations, Mo Tong directly poured a basin of cold water.

"In this place, there will never be outside rescue, and there will be no passing ships."

"Why?"

Mo Tong raised her hand and waved, and a dense and vigorous bush thorn in front of her was directly cut off by her wave. Rao exerted such amazing destructive power, and it didn't make her voice fluctuate in the slightest - still without any waves and without emotion: "Because of the geographical location."

"Location? What do you mean? The boy looked confused.

Mo Tong was still emotionless, "Literally." ”

Juvenile:......

"Here, if you want to survive, you can only save yourself." With that, the ink pupil walked away along the thorn that had fallen to the ground.

"Self-help?" The boy's brain hurts, and his parents and teachers have taught him how to earn money and how to study hard, but they have never taught him to survive on a desert island and save himself. Although Bei Ye, who has been old for many years, has only seen it, and has never practiced it at all! How to save this self-help? Even if you follow Bei Ye's example, Mom, Bei Ye has never encountered such a big crocodile monster!

The young man had tears in his eyes and pain in his heart, and he looked up helplessly at the corpses hanging upside down from the giant tree, and then at the road behind them that had been blocked by dense bushes and thorns again. Suddenly looking back, I saw that Mo Tong had walked out a long way again, although he felt that the matter of saving himself was very weak, but he still hurried to follow, for fear that something terrifying would appear after a while.

"Little fairy sister, how can we save ourselves, can we build a bow boat and go out?"

"I don't know how to build a ship."

Juvenile:......

"Will you protect me?" The young man suddenly stretched out his hand, timidly grabbed the ink pupil and asked in a low voice.

Mo Tong instinctively wanted to brush his hand away, but when he saw that young and immature face, he couldn't help but think of the young man named Yu Rui. In the boy who protected her with the last of his soul power in the experimental area until she woke up.

After all, he was only seventeen years old and still a child.

"As long as I don't die, you won't die."

It's a promise.

A smile spread across the young man's face, a sincere smile from the heart, a smile of relief, and a smile of hope for the future.

"My name is Cheng Yu, what's your name, I can't keep calling you Sister Little Fairy. It's not bad to call you Little Fairy Sister, but I still want to know your name. Otherwise, when you go out to brag in the future, when you talk about this thrilling experience, others may not believe it. ”

"My name is Ink Hitomi."

"Ink pupils, inky pupils, well, like your eyes, what a good name! Ink pupils, ink pupils—" The boy muttered twice, still with a smile on his face, clean, pure, sweet, innocent, but soon, all smiles, clean, pure, innocent frozen.

"White-haired, red-eyed, young, stiff face—also called Ink Pupil—is that you, the Demon of the World, Ink Pupil?"

In the young man's burning gaze, Mo Tong nodded neatly.

"It's me."

The teenager's mentality collapsed.