I don't know how to describe the bloody scene accurately, and I saw the crooked intestines and a pile of viscous strange liquid, red and green, gushing out. What's even more disgusting is that the old bustard stayed in front of Wu Fugui, and the blood and mucus spurted out of it splashed on the old bustard's face.

Although the old bustard is a person who has seen the scene, he still can't help but feel a surge in his stomach in the face of such a situation. Immediately, a spirit got up and took several steps back.

Then, I saw a tan monster come out of Wu Fugui's broken belly, and if you look closely, it is the skin mantis that disappeared from Wu Fugui's thigh before!

I saw that his body was covered with red and green mixed liquid, and his eight thorny legs had become thicker and stronger at this time, as strong and sharp as the poisonous stings of a scorpion's tail, and crawled out along the broken skin. I also saw that its upper and lower teeth were constantly opening and closing, as if it was chewing something in Wu Fugui's stomach.

"! It's really disemboweled! Then the bustard let out a loud cry, and then he picked up a bronze shovel beside the bed, ready to strike at the cutting mantis.

But strangely, the cut-skin mantis in front of us did not attack us, but continued to crawl to the floor and eat the intestines and the strange mucus that flowed on the ground. It eats very fast, and its mouth keeps closing and opening as if it were savoring a delicious meal.

The behavior of the leather cutting mantis made the old bustard fox suspicious: "Didn't this seven-star ladybug see the two of us?" When I saw us before, it was like seeing our prey, but now why didn't I react at all? ”

I also wondered if the skin mantis was eating the guts as if it didn't notice our presence. But I didn't have the heart to think about it, because after all, the sight of a big living person who was still alive was now disemboweled, covered in blood, and a terrible big bug crawling on top of it to eat these disgusting internal organs, was really terrifying to watch.

We didn't just act rashly, we just stayed where we were and didn't dare to make any moves, just looking at this terrified giant skin cutting mantis in fear.

The cut-skin mantis continued to eat, and its mouth made a chewing sound with a slimy feeling, sounding like a toothless witch chewing on the skin of a child with fine skin and tender meat, and it made people feel goosebumps.

This process lasted about two minutes, and the large cut-skin mantis seemed to have eaten and drunk enough, stopped chewing, and walked a short distance. Just as we thought it was going to fly away, we suddenly saw it flapping its wings and flapping at a high frequency.

Buzz - Buzz - Buzz——!

It wasn't very loud, but we could hear it all at once, and it was very sensitive to hearing, like the chirping of cicadas on a summer night.

"What is this seven-star ladybug doing?" The bustard was curious.

I'm also curious, this strange behavior of the skin mantis seems to be somewhat familiar, but I can't say why for a while. So I thought about it again, and suddenly remembered that when the skin mantis swarms attacked and retreated against us, they all made such sounds, and suddenly it dawned: this is a signal of communication!

As soon as I thought about it, I heard the humming sound getting louder and louder, and it was getting louder and louder, even chaotic. I thought to myself: this is clearly not just the sound of a tailoring mantis.

Looking out the window, I saw a brown mass slowly appearing in the darkness in the distance, in the shape of a swarm of bees, and it was rapidly attacking the window. Look closely, it's a tide of insects gathered by a leather cutting mantis! There were about twenty of them densely packed, and it seemed that a group of soldiers were galloping towards us!

"! So much, didn't we just move the two of us to salute first and then soldier? That's just enough for both of us! The old bustard clenched the bronze shovel in his hand, knowing that the situation was not good, and hurriedly told me to lie down on the side of the bed, while he hid by the cabinet on the side.

By this time, the insect tide had already arrived in the house. I don't know if it's because of the huge number of skin mantis or because the house is small, but a large piece of the floor of the whole room is densely covered by this bug, like a rising tide, flooding the territory here.

The bustard and I both held our breath and didn't dare to breathe. There are so many skin mantises, as long as they detect the presence of me and the bustard, it is enough to eat both of us to the bone.

But the truth is really strange, not only did the big tailor skin mantis before not notice us, but even the flying insect tide did not notice us, and all their attention seemed to be on Wu Fugui's corpse.

After the insect tide landed on the floor, it didn't stay for half a second, and the big leather mantis took the lead and crawled towards Wu Fugui's corpse. Their target was not the "scraps" that flowed on the ground, but directly into Wu Fugui's broken stomach, and injected into it like ants entering a hole.

I heard a chaotic sound, but I couldn't express it in onomatopoeia, I just felt uncomfortable to listen to, and it felt like the mouths of countless imps were cruelly biting at the corpse.

Are these bugs trying to suck Wu Fugui's corpse clean?

I looked at Wu Fugui's face in a ghostly manner. I swallowed: Wu Fugui died a miserable death.

Wu Fugui's face had been distorted by pain, and it was more of a shock that he refused to believe. He died suddenly, and the big tailoring mantis burrowed into his stomach and intestines so quickly that he didn't even feel the pain for long, and it killed him.

His eyes widened and seemed to be staring at me all the time, making me feel inexplicably panicked.

However, at this moment, I suddenly saw a small sharp thorn suddenly protruding from his forehead, and then one by one, it continued to emerge and spread along an arc.

I was amazed and didn't understand what was going on, but what made me fidgeting the most was accompanied by a subtle clicking sound that came out of the little sharp corners, as if someone was holding a needlework tailor.

The little spines grew more and more, and that's when I noticed that they were regularly distributed, in a circle along the entire face from end to end, looking like tooth marks on a postage stamp.

Slowly, the clicking sound stopped, as if the tailor had put away the needle and thread in his hand and finished.

I suddenly felt a surge of panic in my heart!

Whoa!

There was a sound of silk tearing, and I saw a crack crack along the circle formed by those small thorns, and then I saw a face falling off from above! Fell on his neck! And on that bloody and terrifying face, there is even sparse flesh foam!