With a soft sound of "plopping", his heart instantly seemed to sink to the bottom of the icy valley. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The powerful crossbow he had held with his will and life force just now slipped from the palm of his hand and fell into the blood plasma when he tried to grip it tighter.

It turned out that when he was gradually blurred because he couldn't breathe just now, he just subconsciously hooked the crossbow handle with his thumb and middle finger, and after a while, the two fingers became stiff, so the strong crossbow did not fall off his hand when he was almost unconscious. As soon as he breathed smoothly just now, his first reaction was to grasp this life-saving straw-like crossbow, who knows, just like the sand in his hand, if he holds it tightly, it will lose faster.

Just now, when his strength began to lose due to his difficulty breathing, he had already lowered the powerful crossbow that had been raised high and hung down on the side of his thigh, soaked in plasma. Because of the buoyancy of the plasma, he was able to hook the crossbow with two fingers. The cold plasma and lack of oxygen caused his body and fingers to begin to stiffen, and when he wanted to hold the strong crossbow after breathing smoothly, due to the stiffness of his fingers, when he clenched hard, the two fingers not only did not use force, but involuntarily trembled under the force of the arm, and in the middle of this tremble, the strong crossbow sank from between the two fingers.

The moment Shen Er's fat man took off his crossbow, his body also threw himself into the cold plasma with his heart sinking to the bottom of the icy valley. He knew that the loss of the crossbow was almost the loss of the opportunity to break the coffin.

The cold plasma instantly overwhelmed him. It was like he was diving headlong into gooey syrup.

His mind was pierced in this cold blood plasma, and he became more sober and calm for a moment.

He didn't know what kind of crisis awaited him in this unknown plasma underground now. His legs were tangled in the long hair of broken hair in the blood plasma, and he was like a fat mermaid, with his head and tail sinking under the blood.

The huge buoyancy of the plasma made it possible for him to slowly sink towards the bottom of the cave with his head down. He stretched out his two hands in front of his head, and then took turns to pick them up behind him, when speeding up the sinking of the body, he could ensure that one hand could feel what abnormalities would appear in front of him during the sinking and protect his head in time, and he could also touch the bottom of the cave in advance, so as not to insert his head into the bloody mud.

"For the first time in my life, I was swimming in the blood plasma, and when I said it, it was an old cowhide." Shen Er's fat man thought secretly in the sinking of his body.

The sheer buoyancy made him feel as wonderful as the wind lifted him up when he spread his wings in the air.

After sinking to a certain depth, his left hand felt a touch of something wriggling, and he felt a wave of nausea in his heart—it was a small lump of rotten flesh.

Suddenly, the tip of his right finger touched a hard ground in front of him.

"In the end." He thought to himself.

Shen Er's fat man let his body lie down at the bottom of the cave, so that he could use his whole body to touch the strong crossbow. His two hands kept hanging and scratching at the bottom of the hole, and from time to time something soft as cotton was touched by his hands that were groping everywhere, and he felt a wave of nausea in his heart, knowing what these cotton-like things would break when he touched them.

"Why haven't you touched the crossbow yet?" He was a little anxious, "The bottom of this hole is not big, just my body, rolling back and forth in it is not enough." Is it because when I stroked my arms under the plasma, I stirred up the strong crossbow from the bottom of the cave, and I couldn't fall into the viscous plasma for a while? ”

Thinking of this, Shen Er's fat man lay motionless at the bottom of the cave. He expected the crossbow to sink out of the blood and fall on him.

"In the blood under this cave, could it be that fish have grown in this short period of time?" Shen Er's fat man suddenly felt that there seemed to be a lot of small fish sucking him under him, making his body parts lying on the ground numb and crispy.

Suddenly, he felt as if something had been sucked on his middle finger, and he touched it, but he didn't touch anything.

He put his hand in the same position again, and then something sucked his index finger as if it were nothing. He didn't move. Then, after two eyelid blinks, the index finger was sucked to the ground again.

His index finger didn't change its position, and pressed straight down, and he touched a small hole about the size of a grain of rice. The small hole would suck his index finger down every time he blinked his eyes.

"There's a little cave hidden under this cave." Shen Er's fat man thought secretly, "No wonder there is so much plasma gushing out." It turned out that these little caves were sucking their hands and feet just now. Is this the plasma gushing out of these little holes? "Shen Er's fat man thought again;" No, if it's the ground and the plasma is gushing out, it should be an upward impact on the finger instead of sucking the finger to the ground. ”

Shen Er's fat man didn't have time to think about this 'sucking or floating', he felt that he needed to float on the plasma to breathe. It's not water here, you can drink a few sips of water when you can't hold it in the water, and if you drink a few sips of plasma now, you will be disgusted and can't eat anything in the future.

He was about to move when he suddenly felt a subtle pressure in his blood plasma, pressing against his back from above.

He suddenly held his breath and lay motionless in his place.

Something fell on his back. Judging by the size and length, it is the strong crossbow he is looking for.

"It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it." He slowly stretched out his left hand and gripped the crossbow tightly from his back.

His long hair-tied toes were a little at the bottom of the hole, and with a brace of his right hand, his whole body turned into a head and feet rising upward.

Sticking out of the blood, he stretched out his right hand and wiped it on his face, then let out a long breath, and then began to inhale and exhale heavily. Although others are still in the plasma, their legs are entangled, but they can still float their bodies on the plasma surface by relying on the pure and watery nature they practiced when they were young.

He raised his crossbow and shot it at the root of a strand of hair, and the sound of the tip of the short arrow striking the bottom of the coffin rattled his ears. The short arrow staggered and bounced at the bottom of the coffin, then fell into the blood plasma, and sank instantly.

"This really can't kill the coffin." Shen Er's fat man muttered, "It seems that the old cheap and old flower have come up with a reliable solution. ”

Thinking of this, he first hung the crossbow on his back, and then, moving his legs that were entangled, with the cooperation of his two hands, he stood in the position just now. There is a constant influx of fresh air.

By this time, the blood in the cave had flooded to his shoulder. The light of the torches also began to fade......

Shen Er's fat man stretched out his right hand and grabbed the long curly hair, pulled it in the palm of his hand a few times, and then stretched it again, first squeezing out the plasma between the strands of hair, so that the palm was not so slippery.

Shen Er's fat man took the crossbow from his shoulder with his left backhand, raised it diagonally, and held it against the strand of curly hair that his right hand was holding.

He almost used his strength to pull backwards, and at the same time, with the pull of the crossbow, an arrow was inserted into the spot where the tooth was pulled off the moment the hair was pulled off the bottom of the coffin. (To be continued.) )