The child's fist-sized hole eyes, the skin and flesh around it are turned up, and the shape is so chic.

It's so chic that it makes your hairy scalp explode.

When the three-winged insect burrowed into Fang Shiliang's flesh, a bulge about the size of the three-winged insect appeared on his back.

The drum moves so slowly that we can hear the ....... The sound of biting came from Fang Shiliang's body.

"Isn't it going to happen??" Song Butian hurriedly asked me, his face was pale, and his tone was trembling: "Could that bug be a little big??" Why don't I ask someone else to send another one, and you can refine a smaller one?? ”

"Make do with it." I smiled and said: "Lao Fang's body is not as good as ours, he will definitely be able to stand it, not to mention that the insect is bigger, the effect will definitely be better, as the saying goes, the mouth eats all directions, like it........"

Before I could finish speaking, a gap as thick as chopsticks opened on Fang Shiliang's back, from the back of his neck to his tail vertebrae.

A lot of fishy black slime came out of the cracks, and there were some crumbs that looked like blood clotting, and it was disgusting to smell it.

Seeing this scene, Song Butian looked at me, I looked at Song Butian, the two looked at each other, and no one was embarrassed to say anything.

Fuck me.

It's not going to be a joke, is it???

"Lao Shen, if Lao Fang accidentally has an accident, such as the worm gnawing his heart, what do you think....... Can we fight for a chance to be rescued? Song Butian asked me tentatively.

"Don't worry, I think that worm has a spectrum in his heart, and he shouldn't mess around." I whispered, a little uncertain: "Probably not!" ”

Song Butian sighed and spit out the cigarette butt in his mouth through the car window, his face full of despair.

"Forget it, leave it to fate, if you die, you can only count him unlucky, this turtle son ......."

"Which one do you scold?"

Suddenly, Fang Shiliang's voice came from the back compartment.

When I heard that voice, let alone Song Butian, who was sitting in front of me and driving, even I, who was relying on Fang Shiliang, was also taken aback by him.

It is no exaggeration to say that the level of horror he brings to us is similar to that of a corpse.

"You're not fucking dead??" Song Butian's eyes widened, and he didn't care if An was safe or not, he directly glanced back, and saw that Fang Shiliang was still lying motionless in the trunk, and his expression suddenly became puzzled.

After two seconds, no one responded to him.

"Am I having auditory hallucinations?" Song Butian cautiously asked: "Or is the old party already hanging, he appeared just now?" ”

"It's not an auditory hallucination....... I think I hear ........ too," muttered Old Throat.

"Then don't think about it, it must be a manifestation." Song Butian said helplessly: "Old Shen, do you know how to read feng shui?" Let's see where the feng shui is good around here, let's take him over and bury him on the spot. ”

When I heard this, I just laughed and didn't say anything.

However, Fang Shiliang couldn't help it, no longer pretending to be dead, and almost roared out through gritted teeth.

"I'm burying you!!"

I have to say that Fang Shiliang's voice was very loud, and this roar basically made the car windows buzz.

Judging from Fang Shiliang's roar, this turtle son should be nothing serious, Song Butian smiled and glanced at us from the rearview mirror: "Am I not joking with you, you see that you are in a hurry, why are you so short-tempered!" ”

"Old Fang, when did you wake up?" I asked curiously.

"Just woke up." Fang Shiliang sighed, and his voice was much thinner, as if he had no strength, and he was weak when he spoke: "I feel that something is crawling in my body, did you get it in?" ”

"You guessed that, too?" I asked rhetorically.

Fang Shiliang snorted, didn't he say, there was a smell of Gu Qi, who else could make it besides you?

"How does it feel?" I asked tentatively, still a little worried, after all, Fang Shiliang's reaction was too abnormal, just now he yelled at Song Butian but he was quite angry, but now...... How do you feel like you're going to die??

It's not going to be a return to the light, is it??

"Average." Fang Shiliang sighed: "I feel that the mountains and rivers are disappearing, as if they have been swallowed by something. ”

"The ...... that devours your mountains and rivers Is it the Gu that went in from behind? I asked cautiously.

Fang Shiliang smiled and said, no.

"It's the thing that Sun Shiyi left me." When Fang Shiliang spoke, his voice was faintly trembling, and he didn't know whether he was afraid or afraid: "If you give me another chance, I won't be able to kill me, although my body is difficult to break, but I don't have the repair power like you......."

"Your mountains and rivers are still powerful." I sighed, "It's always been protecting your heart, and if it weren't for them, your turtle son would have died a long time ago." ”

Fang Shiliang laughed twice, didn't speak again, and was silent for a while.

It seemed that he didn't have the strength to speak, and after about two minutes, he asked me angrily, "How long will it take?" ”

"As far as the current situation is concerned, it shouldn't be a while." I said truthfully, leaning forward to get a closer look at the wound on his back.

The festering on his skin had stopped, and the color of his flesh was gradually changing to normal.

In the process, the three-winged insect that kept burrowing in his flesh slowly slowed down, perhaps hindered by something, its pace of drilling and scurrying became slower and slower, and finally almost stopped.

"It seems to be more comfortable." Fang Shiliang said coldly.

Hearing this, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and said in my heart that Fang Shiliang's induction was quite sensitive, and it had not been more than two seconds since the three-winged insect stopped, and he felt more comfortable, and it seemed that the pain caused by the three-winged insect in his body was not light.......

"Can you mobilize the mountains and rivers?" I asked Fang Shiliang.

"Not yet." Fang Shiliang said truthfully, and his tone was a little helpless: "The physical state is too poor, forcibly mobilizing the qi of mountains and rivers is similar to looking for death, it will burst my heart." ”

"The evil energy that invaded your body is gone, are you?" I asked tentatively, putting my hand on his vein, feeling his pulse carefully: "It should be gone, do you feel it?" ”

"I don't know." Fang Shiliang said and laughed: "Anyway, I think it's quite comfortable now." ”

"Your physical festering has stopped, and it's still getting better, so it should be gone." As I spoke, I lifted my hand to find the lurking spot of the three-winged worm and tapped lightly on the bulge.

In an instant, the big fat insect reacted, directly biting through Fang Shiliang's skin and burrowing out of his body.

Fang Shiliang was still very uncomfortable in this process, although he was embarrassed to cry out in pain, but judging from his gasping for air, it should be really painful, and he couldn't help it.

"! What kind of living Gu are you refining?! Fang Shiliang gritted his teeth and scolded, his voice became louder, and he didn't have the taste of being terminally ill and angry before.

It sounds normal, but I just can't move yet.

"Wait for Lao Tzu to slow down for a while, I have to drink and eat it, this thing is ruthless enough........" Fang Shiliang scolded and scolded, and kept pumping the cold air: "Damn, it hurts me to death......."

"Eat it?" I smiled and said, "This is your savior, are you embarrassed to eat?" ”

"You mean let me kowtow to it?" Fang Shiliang cried and laughed and said, "Old Shen, you are a little unkind to speak now, who did you learn from?" ”

Song Butian, who was sitting in front of the car, interjected, not with me anyway.

"I didn't say it was you." Fang Shiliang said angrily: "But don't you want to run, scold Lao Tzu behind your back, you will have to bear it when I get better!" ”

Song Butian was silent for two seconds, then suddenly turned his head and asked me very seriously: "Old Shen, why don't we dig a pit and bury him, it's a hundred." ”

I didn't say anything, I looked at Fang Shiliang, although he couldn't turn his head around, his senses were still very sharp, and he could feel my hesitant gaze.

"What the fuck, play really?" Fang Shiliang asked me with some horror.

"Isn't it cruel to be buried alive?" I cautiously asked Song Butian.

He thought about it, nodded, and said that it seemed a little.

"Then wait until he's dead and bury him." I smiled and said, "Let this turtle son talk a lot, save him and his mouth is still so stinky, if I don't treat his wounds, he will die here in two hours at most." ”

"Oops! Don't get my car dirty! ”

The old throat hurriedly said: "That little girl! Hurry up and open the window! Throw the surname Fang's descendants down! Don't die in the car, I'm not a hearse! ”

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