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"I don't think you should come up yet." Feng Jiutian said, "Now the corpse-tailed bees are not far away, sucking the plague on your body. You are in the cave, and the distemper on your body is partially neutralized by the blood plasma in the cave, and partly absorbed by the soil, and very little can float out of the cave and be absorbed by the corpse-tailed bee fly. In this way, the formation time of the corpse-tailed bee bee can be slowed down. ”

"It's the same as not saying it for a long time." Shen Er's fat man shouted, "You can't bear to watch me being smoked to death below?" ”

"If you can smoke to death, can you still speak?" Hua Can's words have the smell of robbing by fire.

"Just now the old cheap fish said that horses can give birth to mules, but mules cannot give birth to small mules. Is it? ”

"Isn't it?" Hua Can asked rhetorically.

"But mules like to eat grass, and they especially like to eat wilting grass. Hahaha......" Shen Er's fat man reached out and grabbed a strand of hair in the laughter, pulled it off, and threw it out of the hole.

"Lao Hua, let's take a look at the coffin, what will happen at this time." Feng Jiutian said.

"Zizi Zizi......" The sound of an old cow drinking water came from the cave.

"Pull, pull......" The sound of plasma in the coffin started again.

Hua Chan shot through the teeth that were dragging his hair and crawling towards the coffin, and reached out to grab the tail of the arrow, picking up the teeth and hair. There was also blood dripping from the hair, which contrasted with the white and clear teeth.

The two stood on both sides of the large coffin that had been padded by the 'digging hole and returning to Kanjia', and looked into the coffin.

"The big coffin is really taking advantage of the time we pay attention to the bottom of the coffin to create a new yin poison killing machine." Feng Jiutian said.

"I don't know if the hair in the coffin is the same as the hair at the bottom of the coffin." Hua Can said.

At this time, a realistic picture of the Cold War was presented in front of the two in a bloody coffin.

In the time that the two of them focused on the bottom of the coffin, half of the plasma in the large blood coffin had been filled, and at the head and tail of the coffin, the two large holes left by the purple claw's broken eyes had disappeared, and the plasma had covered half of the space inside the coffin.

Inside the coffin, the two colors of black and red are now intertwined and entangled. The coffin was full of black hair growing. The black hairs floated on the surface of the plasma, almost covering the surface of the plasma, and a stream of red blood filled the coffin but did not drift to it.

Those black hairs grow at an astonishing rate. From the time the two of them stood on the edge of the coffin to now, they have grown from only one foot long just now to two feet. They are intertwined on the surface of the plasma, and the slightly crowded hair begins to lift upwards and leave the plasma surface.

The blood vapor wafted out of the coffin wall where the hair roots were hidden, drifting in the coffin like a mist, and then it was absorbed by the hair little by little, and then it drifted out of the coffin wall in pieces......

The roots of the hair were thicker than at the beginning, and the growth on the coffin wall began to look a little crowded, and only a little bit of the coffin wall could be faintly seen from the sound of "pull, pull" when the hair moved the hair roots.

Shen Er's fat man stretched out his left hand, wrapped a strand of hair around his palm, stretched it a little harder, and was just about to pull it downward, suddenly, he felt a tightness in his wrist, he secretly screamed "not good", it was too late to retract his hand back, and a strand of long hair tightly wrapped his wrist tightly from the side.

He reacted quickly, drew a long knife in his right hand, and backhanded through the narrow hole to the long strand of hair wrapped around his left wrist. With a "snort", the strand of long hair was cut off, he hurriedly let go of the strand of long hair in his left hand and withdrew his hand back.

Shen Er's fat man swung his right hand sharply, and the long knife swung above his left palm, cutting off the strand of hair stuck to the palm of his hand. Before he could withdraw the long knife in his right hand, from the closest place to his right wrist, suddenly, a long strand of blood-stained hair rolled up, wrapping the handle of the knife in his hand.

Shen Er's fat man was in danger, he relied on his innate divine power, pulled back suddenly, and forcibly pulled the strand of hair and the teeth at the other end from the bottom of the big blood coffin. As soon as he shook his hand, he wanted to shake the hair off the hilt of the knife, but the strand of hair also stuck to the handle like gum, and he flicked it, not only did he not shake off the long strand of hair, but the tooth bit his wrist along the force of the thrust.

These changes only happened in the flash of lightning, and the speed is indescribable.

Shen Er's fat body sank down slightly with his wrist, gritted his teeth to resolve the momentum, stretched out his left hand, reversed his wrist and pulled out the short knife from the cave wall, and cut off the strands of hair wrapped around the handle of his right hand with his forehand. One end of the broken hair was still glued to the hilt, and the other half fell into the plasma below with the teeth, but it did not sink to the bottom, but floated on the surface of the plasma, making a "click" sound, and swam towards the cave wall.

"Damn, not only does this broken tooth not sink to the bottom, but can swim to the cave wall in the plasma, it's really evil." Shen Er's fat man muttered to himself, his voice just fell, under the big coffin, and at the same time, there was a chance that his hair would roll towards his arm.

The blood gushing from the ground had reached his knees.

"What's in the plasma?" Shen Er's fat man thought secretly. He swung his knife and cut off a strand of long hair, and then the knife flipped and cut off another strand of long hair.

Two strands of broken hair fell on the surface of the plasma and then sank into the plasma......

"The teeth didn't sink, but a few hairs did." He muttered. Faintly, he felt as if something was wrong, but he didn't have time to think about what was wrong, because at this moment, more long hair was curled up at him.

Shen Er Fat Man knew that he had lost the best opportunity to escape from the hole, and now, he couldn't leave if he wanted to.

He could only swing his knife and slash at the nearest strand of long hair. He knew that this time the long knife might not be able to be retracted again.

A strand of long hair was cut off and fell into the blood, and two strands of hair were wrapped around the hilt of his knife and the other around his wrist from different positions. He reluctantly waved his left hand, and the short knife cut off the two strands of long hair wrapped around the wrist of his right hand and the long knife, and at the same time, a strand of long hair stained with blood was wet and cold, wrapping around his left wrist.....

Before he could withdraw his right hand, he swung it out and slashed at the long strand of hair on his left wrist......

He swung his two knives in both hands, alternating between cutting through the hair that was tangled around his wrist or hilt. The hairs were cut off and sunk into the blood......

- He could only swing the knife alternately with his hands like this, and keep slashing at his hair.

The hairs that were still sticking to his wrists and hilts after being cut off grew more and more and longer. He knew that when the hairs stuck to his wrists grew long enough to connect with each other, that is, when his hands could no longer move.

"I almost drowned in the river as a child, and I drank a lot of water at that time. Wait a while, if you fall into the plasma, the taste of this plasma ......" Shen Er's fat man didn't dare to think about it anymore, he knew that if that was the case, he would definitely be worse off than dead.

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Thanks to the suggestion 'sit alone on the windowsill and smoke'. (To be continued.) )