The sound of "Xu" sounded, and the long hair that crawled on the ground like a giant centipede stood up suddenly, three or four feet high, like a flicking ponytail, sweeping diagonally towards Feng Jiutian. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Feng Jiutian retreated sharply. As he retreated, he swung his long knife and slashed off the front of the long hair with a "snort". Some of the severed black hair floated back to the body of the hair in the process of falling, and merged with the body of the hair in a blink of an eye, some of the broken hair floated onto the torch, making a "zi" sound, emitting a trace of burnt smell, and some of the broken hair was floated to the ground, and they could be seen writhing on the ground from the firelight, like a fish about to die, struggling on land.

The strand of giant centipede-like long hair, ignoring the broken hair on the ground that was struggling to crawl back to it, turned his head, spit out a piece of black hair from his hair, and pounced towards Feng Jiutian without stopping.

Feng Jiutian stepped back and forth. Their main purpose was to lure the long hair in the coffin away from the cave, so that these long hairs would not go to find Shen Er Fat Man, so as to buy Shen Er Fat Man more time.

He kept moving from side to side, looking for an opportunity to cut off his hair in the back of his way.

The strand of long hair completely ignored the severed hair, and constantly followed Feng Jiutian's retreating footsteps to pursue him. Whenever a piece of hair is cut off, black hair gushes out of the body and is mended.

Feng Jiutian took a few steps back. He wanted to see how far this long strand of hair could be lethal. As long as you can find the ultimate length of this long hair, then you and your old flower can be invincible. However, he didn't dare to retreat too quickly, worried that if this strand of long hair lost his patience and turned back to look for Shen Er's fat man in the cave, it would be terrible.

As he retreated almost four feet from the coffin, the strands of hair continued to follow.

"How far will this strand of hair go?" He shouted to Hua Can, "Will they have infinite length?" ”

"You're blocked by that long strand of hair, and you can't see the connection between it and the coffin." Hua Can looked at the long hair in front of him like a big snake, staring at him and pressing towards him, "The strand of long hair that attacked you was still volleying above you just now, and the connection between it and the big coffin was still like an arc across the coffin wall at that time, and now, its hair is about to touch the coffin body, so it can move forward at most six feet." ”

"Then I can't retreat anymore, I'm afraid that if I withdraw from its winding range, he will lose patience with me and go looking for Erfat instead." Feng Jiutian said, and suddenly stopped the footsteps of his hind legs.

"Can you take two more steps back and try it?" Hua Chan stared at the long hair in front of him like a snake that would attack him at any time, and said.

Feng Jiutian took another step back.

The strand of long hair suddenly fluttered thousands of claws and feet like a giant centipede floating in the air, and then twisted its soft body, and swept behind him from two feet away from Feng Jiutian's side, and then when it turned behind Feng Jiutian, it turned its head sharply and surrounded Feng Jiutian.

Feng Jiutian's back road had been sealed, and he could only flash towards the gap left by this strand of hair.

"I'm right," Hwa-chan said, "Hair was worried that you would be out of range, so he took a step to block your back path and prevent you from backing back." As soon as he finished speaking, the long snake-like hair in front of him suddenly swam past him, and then drew a circle behind him, and reflexively wrapped around him.

This snake-like long hair seemed to be worried that he would withdraw from its attack range, and just like attacking the centipede of Feng Jiutianda, he wanted to drive the prey from the edge of the escape and back into the circle.

"Let you taste the torches." Hua Chan ran towards the gap when the long strand of hair was entangled, and at the same time, with a backhand, the torch was thrown towards the long strand that was curled up.

The strand of hair saw the torch waving towards it, and its body suddenly pressed down, almost touching the ground, still rolling towards the flower.

"These long hairs are really afraid of fire." Feng Jiutian said, "The reason why they are not afraid of fire when they are at the coffin is because they still have blood plasma on their bodies at that time, although fire can burn the blood plasma with a fishy smell, but the blood plasma can also extinguish the torch." Now, the two strands of long hair are far away from the coffin, and they are no longer protected by wet plasma, especially at the hair. So, the long hair away from the coffin is afraid of the torches. ”

"Then we'll use the torches to stalemate with them for a while, where they're close to the extreme length of their bodies." Hua Chan swung his knife and slashed at the end of his long hair.

After a cut of hair was cut slightly, another piece of black hair grew out of the body, like a snake letter, stretching and shrinking towards Hua Can. A severed strand of hair was blown by the wind and floated to Hua Can's arm, and after a short stay on Hua Can's arm, it was blown away by the wind generated when Hua Can raised his hand.

At this time, the two strands of black hair saw that the two of them were standing in their encirclement and no longer retreated, so they no longer attacked the two, but just waved their slightly hair to monitor the two, as if they were not in a hurry to entangle the two at all.

"They want to trap us." Feng Jiutian said.

"Old," Hua Chan said, looking at the long strand of hair in front of her, "Let's try using bone powder first and see if we can melt those teeth at the bottom of the coffin." ”

"There was blood and hair in the coffin. Plasma will melt the bone meal we put into it, or long hair will throw it out. Feng Jiutian said, "Even if the bone powder is put into the coffin, it is still useless." Because bone powder can only turn bones, it has no effect on plasma, and bone powder only turns bones into blood water. ”

"It's just that I'm worried about the second fat now." Hua Can said.

Feng Jiutian said: "Let's go to the edge of the cave now, that's what will hurt the second fat." If these two long hairs can't wrap you and me around the edge of the cave, they will definitely wrap around the two fats, they can block the hole......"

"It's been so long, and there is still no sound from Erfat in the cave, I'm really worried about him."

"Don't you know the ability of the second fat?" Feng Jiutian said firmly, "No matter what kind of difficulties he encounters, he can persevere." ”

Shen Er's fat man was indeed persisting at this time, using his perseverance to insist. He held his last breath, gathered all his strength, and kept banging on the cave wall. He knew that as long as one of the 'Cave Digging Back to Kanjia' heard him hit the cave wall, he would be able to breathe fresh air immediately.

As he felt the last of his consciousness about to leave him, a trace of air that was hot compared to the temperature of the cave poured into his nostrils, and it was so fresh. For the first time in his life, he felt the air so kind, so kind that he couldn't describe it in words.

A small, round head peeked out from the side of his face. At this time, he saw this little head, and he wanted to pick it up and kiss it.

He inhaled greedily, his mind began to clear up in an instant, and he subconsciously shook the strong crossbow in his hand. He knew that if this life-saving air came a little later, the crossbow he was holding with his consciousness and life would slip out of his hand and fall into the blood. (To be continued.) )