"As long as the strand of hair just now grows out from under the coffin, Er Fat will definitely find a way to crack the coffin. "Feng Jiutian looked at the hair that kept swimming out of the coffin and said, "Only by letting go of the plasma in the coffin can we stop these hairs from growing continuously."www.biquge.info ”

"We tried our best to direct these hairs to the west of the coffin, so that we could stay away from Erfat." Hua Can took out his long knife, walked towards the southwest corner with a torch, and continued, "At this time, I estimate that the crisis that Er Fat encountered in the cave will not be smaller than ours at all. ”

Hua Can just walked towards the southwest corner, and the long strand of hair like a black snake twisted slightly, condensing all the hair in front of him, like a snake letter, and kept shrinking and retracting at him, and then continued to rise from the coffin.

The thick strand of black hair is composed of countless long hairs, which seem to be condensed together, but they are not so thick, and there is a faint light between the strands of hair. The entire strand of black hair was stained with blood plasma, and it looked black and red in the firelight. The plasma on the hair is slightly flowing down the hair body, but it does not drip out of the coffin, and all flows into the coffin.

It was still rising, twisting its hair incessantly, and the plasma flowing back into the coffin on its hair kept making a "popping ......" sound. When there is no longer a hair body in the coffin that twists outward, the whole hair is raised high, about three zhang high.

Those condensed together like snake letters, after rising to a height of about three zhang and stopping, suddenly pressed down, shrank back, and suddenly, like a huge cobra looking at Hua Can, the bulging neck turned the snake's head, swaying up and down with Hua Can's forward step forward.

"Hiss, hiss......" Countless strands of hair made a slight throbbing sound of the air, twisting their heads, with a momentum that could entangle the flowers at any time.

Feng Jiutian also drew his long knife, raised the torch, and walked towards the northwest of the coffin. As soon as he took a step, the strand of thick hair that was stuck on the edge of the coffin like a giant centipede suddenly pressed down, and the strands of hair that were scattered like a horse's tail suddenly condensed together, and then, the hair coiled on the edge of the entire coffin, slowly swam down from the corner of the coffin, and then spread out on the ground, like a super big centipede, waving its uncountable legs, and crawling over with Feng Jiutian.

Two strands of black hair like a big snake and a centipede just swam out of the coffin, and two arm-thick hairs rose from the two corners of the coffin, and then, constantly sucking the plasma in the coffin, making a "zizizi" sound......

"Erfat's situation in the hole is definitely very bad." Feng Jiutian looked at the thick long hair that followed him as he walked, and said, "He hasn't shouted loudly for a long time. ”

The two of them knew no less about Shen Er's fat man than they knew about themselves.

Shen Er's fat man is the kind of brother and friend who likes to talk nonsense when he has nothing to do, and he has something to carry by himself. When the three of them had the upper hand just now, he kept complaining, for fear that the two of them would not know that he was covered in blood. Now, the three of them were at a disadvantage, all of them were suppressed by the hair that grew in the coffin, but he no longer screamed.

Shen Er's fat man knew that the above two would not leave him behind, just as he would not leave the two of them. The fact that the above two people have not come to the edge of the cave so far proves that the two have now encountered a great enemy.

From the bent strand of hair, he knew that the two of them could not break the coffin on it, and if they could break the coffin on it, they would not let the strand of hair that had just been plucked out by himself grow back to the bottom of the coffin.

He knew that this strand of hair was the means used by the two of them to find the door of the coffin.

When the idea of the two of them had been conveyed to him, he looked at the strands of hair and believed even more firmly that a way to break the coffin could be found in the strands of hair.

The plasma was about to flood into his upper abdomen, and he felt it was difficult to breathe. The viscous force of plasma has a greater effect on a person than water.

Now, except for the cave wall where he was leaning, there were no thick bugs, and there were bugs on the other three sides of the cave wall, and those bugs were transporting plasma into the coffin, and their bodies shrank and shrunk to make a "sizzle" sound.

There's nothing he can do about those disgusting bugs now.

He wielded his crossbow.

Suddenly, he felt a tightening of his left ankle, followed by a tightening of his right ankle and an ankle, and a slippery snake-like thing wrapped around his feet, and then went all the way up his ankle......

He saw that the long curly hair looked so different from the many long hairs. The two curly hair rings, at this time, were like a pair of eyes laughing at him.

The plasma had already flooded under his small breasts, and he suddenly felt that he couldn't breathe.

Shen Er's fat man thought secretly: "It's not good, the entrance to the cave has been sealed with plasma, and the outside air can't come in, so I feel difficult to breathe." He hurriedly turned his face to look for the 'Searching for Cave Digging and Returning to Kanjia' that had just transmitted the message to him. I saw that the place where the head of the 'Searching for Cave Digging and Returning to Kanjia' just now had also been submerged in plasma.

Under his nose was red plasma, which was illuminated by the torches that had gradually faded, revealing a strange red. He knew that the snake-like thing that was winding upwards from his ankle was the long strand of hair that had just floated on the surface of the plasma, and was made up of many broken hairs. For he could see the severed hair coming out of the blood plasma, and then, as if attracted to something, stabbing diagonally into the plasma in his side—these broken hairs were attracted by the long strands of hair that were wrapped around him.

He grew his mouth and felt it harder and harder to breathe. He could feel the tightness in his chest and bitterness at the base of his tongue......

He took a few more big breaths, and instead of breathing, he wasted what little breath he had left in his chest. He felt that the cave at this time was like he had put his head into a large jar, and then the mouth of the altar was sealed, and the air in the altar was absorbed in a few bites, and suddenly the altar was like a rope, circle by circle, wrapping his head layer by layer......

There was no breath left in the cave for him to breathe. Shen Er's fat man's eyes had begun to blur, and he felt that the plasma in front of him had begun to turn from blood-red to purple-gray just now. In a trance, it seemed that a pair of wide-eyed eyes were laughing at him,

He wanted to raise the crossbow and aim it at the strand of hair, but the crossbow in his hand was like a thousand catties and could not be lifted.

He felt like his tongue was about to be sucked in his throat and into his neck.

Suddenly, he seemed to see the face of the boy named Xiaoqiu who had drowned in the river as a child. That face was full of leeches, densely crawling with leeches. The face was smiling at itself, and its grinning mouth was full of mud, black mud......

He knew it was an illusion. He shook his head.

The crossbow weighing a thousand pounds in his left hand was so crushed that if he hadn't leaned against the cave wall, he would have been planted headlong into the plasma.

He held the crossbow with his will. What little consciousness remained in his brain told him that this crossbow was their only chance to live.

They - Feng Jiutian, Hua Can, and himself.

He raised his right fist, gathered what little strength he had left, and kept hitting the wall of the cave behind his head with all his might...... (To be continued.) )