Chapter 209: The Caged Canary Who Escaped
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The strength of the young man's turn almost broke his neck, and the vine veins that had drunk the blood of the Protoss cracked open their mouths, and countless tiny teeth inside were squeezing and wriggling, and the dark creatures without eyes writhed their bodies, slowly tentatively
Reached into the cage where the canary was kept.
"Damn! That madman actually got the magic vine, how many years has this thing been extinct! The young man moved back with his hands and feet: "Oh, don't come here, you inferior creature who dares to absorb the blood of the Protoss!" β
The little prince of the Protoss, who was unscrupulous, completely forgot that this demon vine had always lived on the blood of the Protoss.
"Heyγγγγγγ Oh. β
The little prince with blonde hair and purple eyes suddenly fell off the rising blanket, and like a weak young beast, he rolled down to the bottom of the stall, and shrewdly hid in the stall when the demon vine was closely behind.
The boy gasped for breath, and after hearing the imminent scream of the demon vine, he covered his mouth in horror, and subconsciously jerked back, until he touched something soft, and then he trembled and stopped.
"Bang."
The demon vine fluttered with the smell of blood in the heart of the Protoss, and after it touched the white stall, it shook its vine veins and screamed backwards, dodging the blue flames that suddenly rose.
After completely escaping from the canary's cage, he was not burned by the blue flames.
The demon vine swam sadly in the sea of blood on the periphery of the cage, and it gulped down the blood, not daring to risk its life to chase the wonderful taste, although it was engraved in the genes to indicate that it was delicious.
The exhausted little prince cowered motionless in the blanket, he was tired and hungry, the pain in his back gradually disappeared in the dim environment, he tried to tense his nerves, listening to the movement outside.
"Hey."
The little prince who was asleep and exhausted woke up, he rubbed his aching head, he didn't know how long he had slept in this damn place, he should really be glad that he was not eaten by the demon vine because of laxity and snooze.
Evil madman.
Let him, the prince of the Protoss, fall to this point.
As long as he goes out, he will definitely let his father lead the Protoss to destroy this planet!
The young man who had finished cursing fell back heavily, he sighed and rubbed comfortably, his purple pupils that were particularly strange under the darkness flickered with a ghostly light, and the young man who had not grown up was still incomparably exquisite.
"It's so comfortable, it's soft," the boy muttered quietly, reaching out and patting the soft and cool thing behind his back: "It's like the feeling of falling into the arms of the queen mother when I was a child." β
Queen mother?
In the arms?
Squishy?
The delirious little prince repeated these words in his confused mind, and he rubbed again, moved forward slightly, touched something softer, and closed his eyes contentedly.
This blanket is so comfortable.
It's softer than the feathers of the undead birds that came up on the tribute, but it's a little cooler.
The little prince, who was spoiled, hugged the thing that made him feel comfortable and reassured in a drowsiness, and when the black scab on his back became bigger and bigger, he fell into a deep sleep again.
On the back of the frozen white was a wriggling black scab, which grew larger every minute and every second, until it covered the entire shoulder, which had not yet become wide, and it finally revealed its hideous true face.