The black snake-like black hair had crawled out of the coffin at this time, writhing its body and swimming in the air, and the snake-like body composed of countless hairs reflected a huge shadow in the moonlight, slowly swimming towards the two of them. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Old Flower, the two of us separate the hair to attract these strands, and we can't let them get close to the edge of the cave under any circumstances. We want to create as much time as possible for Erfat. Feng Jiutian took out his long knife and said to Hua Can.

After a 'burrow-digging and digging back to Kanjia' slipped off his lap, it instantly burrowed into the ground, and after a while, its little pointed nose poked out of the edge of the hole, sniffed the air, and after not noticing the crisis, it came out of the soil and ran towards the hole. It was going to convey the news brought by Feng Jiutian to Shen Er Fat Man.

Feng Jiutian and Hua Can didn't know that Shen Er, the fat man in the cave at this time, was already in a desperate situation.

The torch that Shen Er Fat Man had planted on the cave wall was still burning, but Shen Er Fat Man's body was frozen a little stiff, and the temperature in the cave was getting lower and lower. Colder than the temperature in the cave was his heart, which was getting colder and colder than the plasma pouring in from the unknown depths of the earth.

Shen Er's fat man was still waving the two knives in his hands, one long and one short, constantly cutting off the hair that was wrapping around him. The hairs grew longer and more and more, winding around him from all positions. Whenever he cut off a strand of long hair, one or two of the severed hairs stuck to his hand or two knives.

Gradually, as he could see the severed hairs stuck to his hands or knives, he had to open his arms to widen the distance between the hairs and the knives, and as the distance between them grew closer, he had to open his arms to widen the distance between the hairs on his hands. In this way, the distance he could use to slash through the incoming hair with his long and short blades increased, and each time he swung it, he had to expend more strength.

Those strands of hair stuck to his arm, one end sticking to his arm, the other end raised, wanting to connect with the strands on the other arm, once these strands of hair are connected, then, Shen Er's fat man can only wait to be killed.

What made him panic was that the teeth that had fallen into the plasma after he had cut off their hair were floating on the plasma and crawling towards him, and although they were crawling forward much slower than a snail, it was also a threat that could not be ignored, a real danger.

What made him even more uneasy was the strands of hair that should not have sunk into the blood plasma, would these strands push him into the endless abyss at a critical moment?

The plasma was about to spread to his navel, and if it continued like this, the rising plasma alone would drown him alive without the long hair being entangled.

Suddenly, a strand of black hair emerged from the plasma, and then, the strand of black hair cut off by the knife continued to elongate on the plasma surface, like a small snake growing rapidly, and at the same time, writhing its body, meandering and floating in the plasma.

Just as Shen Er's fat man looked at the strand of hair on the plasma, because he was slightly distracted, a strand of long hair wrapped the long knife in his right hand...... Then, another strand of long hair came from another place and wrapped around his wrist.

As soon as he swung the short knife in his left hand forward, trying to cut off the long hair that was wrapped around his right hand, he suddenly felt that the broken hair that was stuck to his hands was about to connect, and he knew that if the broken hair stuck to his hands was slightly connected, he would have no life.

He suddenly reversed the long knife, the tip of the knife cut off the long hair wrapped around his wrist, and then, with a release of his right hand, he let the strand of long hair stuck to the long knife sweep the long knife away. As soon as the long knife was taken out of his hand, four or five strands of long hair curled towards the long knife, and the long knife was immediately wrapped tightly, and it could no longer be pulled down.

Shen Er's fat man gave up the long knife in his right hand, which was also a helpless move. After throwing away the long knife, he reached out and pulled out the torch on the cave wall, and for the time being, he could use the power of the fire to deter those long hairs. At this time, he only hoped to delay a little longer and wait for the assistance of Feng Jiutian and Hua Can on the ground.

Those long hairs were still a little afraid of the torches in his hands, although they were still winding around him, they were not as unscrupulous as just now, and Shen Er's fat man didn't dare to directly put the torches under the long hair, he knew that if this torch was extinguished, he would fall into endless darkness.

However, the torch will always go out. The flames burning from the torches are getting weaker and weaker.

"Hiss, hiss......" The sound of a snake spitting out a letter came faintly from under the blood plasma, and with this "hiss" sound, strands of broken hair stuck out of the blood plasma, and then grew longer little by little.

After the broken hairs floated on the surface of the plasma, suddenly, two or three of them began to connect from end to end. When they are connected, they will swim like black lines on the plasma surface like small snakes, looking for two or three other broken hairs that are joined together.

After a few more moments, dozens of broken hairs were connected to each other, as long as chopsticks, and then, they moved around on the plasma surface, and every time they came to the broken hair, they would absorb the broken hair and dissolve with them......

The "hissing" sound under the plasma continued, and there were broken hairs floating on the plasma surface, and the long strands of hair with chopsticks kept gathering the broken hairs that floated up, gradually getting longer and thicker.

Shen Er's fat man knew that when these broken hairs gathered to a certain length, they would swim over and entangle themselves......

At this time, the momentum of those long-haired attacks under the coffin has decreased, and they just suddenly roll over from time to time to harass Shen Er Fat Man, as if they have regarded Shen Er Fat Man as fat meat that has reached their mouths, they seem to want to play this prey to their mouths well, and when they have played enough, they will slowly eat the prey that has lost their resistance.

Shen Er's fat man suddenly felt that he was a prey that was slaughtered by plasma and long hair. He felt that Changfa was no longer attacking him at this time, just to see how he lost confidence little by little in a desperate situation, and how he suffered in fear.

He suddenly felt that the person who designed this 'point of no return' had an unusual patience, and this patience was so terrifying.

The blood had reached his upper abdomen, and the cold plasma was almost bone-cold than ice.

Shen Er's fat man suddenly felt that a strand of unusual long hair had entered his peripheral vision. When he looked up, he saw a strange strand of long hair growing from under the coffin above his head.

"This strand of hair is actually curly." Shen Er's fat man said to himself.

A 'Cave Digging Soil Returning to Kanjia' happened to appear on the edge of the cave wall at this time. It turned out that this 'digging for holes and returning to Kanjia' saw that the entrance of the cave had been sealed with plasma, so he reopened a passage from elsewhere and came to Shen Er's fat man.

'Searching for holes and digging soil back to Kanjia' is passing the situation on the ground to Shen Er's fat man......

"It turns out that this strand of hair was roasted by the old cheap fish with a fire and turned into what it is now." Shen Er's fat man said to himself, when he is alone, muttering to himself can also make the mood better, "In this way, the bottom of this big coffin is connected, if you can make the teeth unable to close, then the plasma in the coffin will flow down the gap between the teeth, and if there is no plasma in the big coffin, there will be no power." ”

Shen Er's fat man suddenly thought of a bold plan. Thinking of this, he ignored the hair that was getting thicker and thicker on the plasma. He stuck the dimming torch into the wall of the cave, and then bit the dagger in his mouth—the coffin was trying to see how he slowly died, and no longer attacked him—and he no longer cared about the disgusting blood and small pieces of rotten flesh on the knife.

He stretched out his left hand and removed the crossbow from his back and held it up. (To be continued.) )