Chapter 133: A Crisis Emerges, and Bloodshot Vines
Hearing Wu Qian's panicked voice, Xia Mi's eyes sank. After this period of understanding, Xia Mi also has a clear understanding of Wu Qian. Although under Yu Fei's protection, Wu Qian's heart still lacks a trace of decisiveness, but she is not such a flustered person. At this moment, she knew that there was trouble in the back kitchen and reported in a panic, obviously something happened in the front hall.
Xia Mi raised her feet and walked out first, and just as she wanted to ask again, she heard Wu Qian's frightened screams.
"Ahh
The sharp female voice was like lightning in the dark night, and Xia Mi paused slightly, and when he lifted up, he was already running. Noticing her appearance, Tang Jin and Yu Le glanced at each other, and they made a decision in an instant.
"I'll go with you, and you're here to take care of them!"
After saying this, Tang Jin chased Xia Mi and left.
The howling wind and snow poured in through the broken windows of the corridor, making several people feel a chill from the bottom of their hearts. Glancing at the somewhat tired merchant and Yu Fei, who was still unconscious, Yu Le raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows.
"It's going to be fine."
His voice was extremely low, and he disappeared into the empty corridor in an instant by the howling cold wind. Obviously he was saying comforting words, but his brow was tightly furrowed. Obviously, this sentence could not comfort even himself.
Hope is always good, but the reality is often the opposite of what people think.
When Xia Mi arrived in the front hall, the first thing he saw was not the white snow, but the emerald green full of life. In the vast expanse of snow, thin green vines lay on the ground, stretching their branches in the bitter cold wind. It was obviously a green color that represented vitality, but in the eyes of Xia Mi and Tang Jin, it was more shocking than the cruel blood.
"Boss!"
"Boss, don't come here! This thing is going to haunt people! ”
……
The person hiding behind the glass door reminded Xia Mi with a sharp voice, but it made a sharp pain uncontrollably arise in her mind. Noticing her poor face, Tang Jin reached out and restrained the person who still wanted to say something. Retracting the silent gesture, he was about to say something, but saw Xia Mi throw a ball of burning things towards the blood-threaded vines on the ground.
Even though he had seen the scene of Xia Mi disposing of the blood-threaded vine in the back kitchen just now, and seeing it again at this moment, Tang Jin still took a few steps back.
The bloodshot vine that continued to spread outward encountered the flames and began to flee in the other direction, the speed of which made the eyes of everyone present widen. The corners of Xia Mi's mouth were pursed together, and his eyes were staring heavily at the direction in which the blood-threaded vine spread.
The position she was standing at the moment was on the periphery of the feast, and there were three or five corpses lying on the ground that had been completely drained by the blood-threaded vines. On the other side is the mission building that hides the survivors, the glass doors that look impenetrable but don't have much resistance to the blood-silk vines. If the blood-threaded vine is allowed to spread all the way like this, the people staying inside the mission building will definitely repeat the mistakes of several people who have already lost their lives.
Without thinking too much, Xia Mi's voice was deep, but the voice penetrated the heavy wind and snow and fell straight into everyone's ears.
"Take off your coat and light it and throw it out of the glass door!"
Is it a loss of life or a temporary cold? Everyone chose the latter. In just a few moments, seven or eight flaming cotton coats had been thrown out of the glass door. Feeling the threat of the tongue of fire, the bloodshot vine instantly stopped spreading and changed direction.
Xia Mi's pupils shrank slightly, and their target ...... It's the water source!
Everyone's hearts have been raised to their throats. Water is an indispensable resource for human survival. Once the blood-filament vine is allowed to survive in the water source and even leave seeds, it will undoubtedly be a devastating blow to the survival of the base!
Compared with others, Xia Mi's eyes were more worried. The seeds of the Bloodsilk Vine are extremely tiny, and if they are really allowed to come into contact with the water source, the entire L base will not only be hit, but will be subverted! Thinking that the S base managed by Bai Jiang was still eyeing outside, Xia Mi couldn't help but bite the tip of his tongue.
Blame her for this, if she hadn't fallen for Chen Fei's plan to divert the tiger from the mountain, she would not have fallen into such a passive situation at this time.
The pain on the tip of her tongue made her mind clearer, and without thinking too much about her previous mistakes, Xia Mi slammed the soles of her feet on the ground, jumping directly past the clumps of flames and jumping to the side where the bloodshot vine was.
Feeling the tempting aroma of the food and the temperature of the pulse, the speed of the bloodshot vine, which had been fleeing frantically, slowed down instantly. Xia Mi looked at the hesitation between her and the water source, and her lips curled slightly.
Although he has a sense of autonomy and will take the initiative to analyze the pros and cons, it is obvious that the blood-silk vine is still restricted by instinct.
Getting this conclusion, a sneering smile appeared in Xia Mi's eyes. When everyone didn't have time to stop him, Xia Mi held the knife found from the space in his hand and slashed it into his palm. Her strength was extremely controlled, and in an instant, a wound a few millimeters deep appeared in her palm. Warm blood poured out of the cracked skin and fell to the snow, smashing out an alluring flower.
If there was still a trace of hesitation in the previous blood-threaded vine, this hesitation has completely turned into firmness at this moment. Large clusters of tender green rushed from a distance, and it looked like it had a strange feeling.
"Tang Jin!"
Tang Jin's eyes still had the horror of Xia Mi's actions, and when he heard Xia Mi's voice at this moment, he instantly came back to his senses, "Is there anything you need my help with?" ”
"Spawn the plants, trap these bloodshot vines!"
With her words, Tang Jin instantly felt out the beads that never left his body. Seeing this situation, the Tang family, who was originally shocked by the scene of being sucked dry by the blood-threaded vine, also came back to their senses in an instant. For a while, in the vast open space, apart from the cold wind, only the crisp sound of beads colliding remained.
With this sound, a green branch completely different from the blood-silk vine slowly appeared in front of everyone. They are few in number, but they are more flexible in their foliage. The blood-filament vine sucks flesh and blood, but it can't strangle the plants, and it doesn't take long for it to be completely entangled by the branches.
With the movements of Tang Jin and his party, the range of movement of the blood-silk vine became smaller and smaller, and it was finally completely rolled into a large vine ball and trapped in the middle of the clearing.
Glancing at the bloodshot vine that was still struggling, Xia Mi squinted slightly. Without hesitation, she took out spare gasoline from the space and poured it on it. As the flames lit, a slightly shrill roar rang out.
"Boss! There are three more people in it, let them be buried in the ground! ”
Glancing coldly at the man who was speaking, Xia Mi did not hesitate at all, and directly threw out the burning cloth ball in his hand.