I looked up purely reflexively, and now I watched the ogre konjac open its big mouth and wrap me in it.

I felt like the whole world was black in an instant, and there was a big tongue licking my whole head, and it had a thick mucus on it, which made me a little groggy and a little breathless.

I was in a hurry, knowing that in this way, our whole army was caught in the way of konjac. I don't have a weapon on me, but that doesn't mean I won't resist.

My eyes were red too, and I stretched out my claws and grabbed at the konjac appearance. I grabbed it so hard that I could even feel it, and I had accumulated some stuff in my fingernails, probably all of them like konjac flower skin.

But what makes me depressed is that the ogre konjac has a soft spot for me, and two konjac flowers rushed over, and they wrapped my hands one by one, and the three konjac flowers also worked together to force up.

My body was not so heavy, and all of a sudden, I was lifted up by their combined efforts. I can't think of any way, I'm not Bruce Lee, I can't kick my legs to the head and continue to attack, I can only kick my legs helplessly.

I even had a strong sense of pessimism, saying that in a few hours, there would be six more corpses in this ghost cave, and the trip of our group to the ghost island also drew a regrettable end here.

I put on a wait-and-die attitude, and the konjac flower wrapped around my head didn't stop, and its tongue was about to stick out of my mouth again. I don't know what the consequences will be after letting it go in, but I'm not convinced, and I don't want to stop even if I die, it's too much!

I came up with a lot of strength and bit hard at my tongue, the bouquet of stamens.

I didn't rush to let go of this mouthful, based on the taste, this stamen is fishy and smelly, and it is estimated that there is poison in it. And the konjac flower hurt enough, and the stamen wanted to retract it several times.

But as it struggled, it hurt even more. The branches and stems were also struggling, and I was swayed a few times by this kind of area.

I fell in love with it, and the konjac flower had no plan and another plan, and in addition to the stamens, there were barbs like teeth, and this time the barbs were arched by the petals, like my neck.

I could feel a lot of barbs in my neck. I wondered if I let it go deeper and deeper, and that number of barbs would hurt my carotid artery.

But a miracle happened, I was bleeding from my neck, and these barbs were like electricity when they got blood. They shivered uncomfortably, and immediately retracted.

The konjac flower also felt the power of my blood, and it gave me up very unappetizingly, and suddenly grew its mouth and made a vomiting look. And I was fooled like this, and I saw the light again.

Now I am so blind to the light! I felt like I was being reborn at this moment. In addition, I was also pondering, and my heart said that these stinky flowers were afraid of my blood, so I said it earlier!

I looked left and right, the two konjac wrapped in my hands didn't realize how powerful I was, and they were still dragging me up, but because of the exit of the konjac flower wrapped around my head, they couldn't pull me anymore, and my whole body was descending little by little at a slow speed.

I'm not happy with that. Although the blood from the neck can't touch two konjac flowers, I still have a way.

I didn't feel any pain either, so I bit the tip of my tongue. I guess it was a deep bite, and I was in tears. I held back and brewed a few more mouthfuls of spit, but anyway, the spit mixed with the blood and was squirted out by me in two mouthfuls.

Two streams of blood sprayed on the two konjac flowers respectively, and as expected, the two of them took out quite "excited" momentum and retreated.

I was completely relieved, and I really fell to the ground. I let out a long breath and looked around again.

The five of them had not yet escaped from the sea of suffering, and even more bitterly, each of them was controlled by one or a few konjac flowers and hung up.

At first glance, their appearance is a little scary and weird. But I shouted, whether they heard it or not, I told them, hold on, Xiao Leng came to save them.

I think it's quite a long face, think about it, at such a critical moment, how glorious is it that I can exert my power?

The first thing I had to do was to suck my cheeks, which a friend told me, to stimulate the secretion of saliva.

I didn't prepare less, and in just over ten seconds, I saved up most of the blood. But before I could squirt out, I felt a sudden tightness behind me, as if I had been sucked in by something.

I can't say in my heart, there's a konjac flower coming, and this angle is so fucked up, I can't turn my head and spit.

I hurriedly reached out again, trying to touch the blood on my neck and rub it on the konjac flower, but the konjac flower didn't give me a chance and pulled it hard.

I felt that a lot of strength had been transmitted, and I suddenly understood that there was more than one konjac flower behind me.

I tried to resist, but I didn't have the strength to resist it, and I was so hard that I watched myself go backwards and finally leaned against the wall.

I even screamed in my heart, because I was so dead to the wall of the cave, and now it is difficult to wipe the blood, and another konjac flower appeared on the roof of the cave.

It is very distinctive, unlike other similar flower bones that grow so full, but the flower bones are tightly tightened, and they are thin and long.

It shook in the air and jerked at me again. There was a snapping sound, and my chest was very painful and stuffy, and I felt that there was a rush of qi back and forth, and finally rushed to my throat.

I couldn't help but take a sip and squirt out all the blood.

I looked at the blood in front of me, and the distress was mentioned, and my heart said that my cheeks were sucked so painfully now, is it easy for me to save so much blood?

The konjac flower was still addicted, and picked up the branches and stems and flower bones, and snapped at me continuously.

I can't even describe the feeling, that is, I didn't take off my clothes, otherwise I would have taken a look at it now, and I would have a lot of red words on my body.

I think for the sake of today, I don't care if it hurts or not, it's the right way to save saliva quickly. But it's a good idea, it's hard to do.

Every time the konjac flower was pumped, I grinned, and the saliva turned into a hala and flowed out.

Eventually, the konjac flower changed its shape and whipped me horizontally. It kind of wanted to cut me in the waist, but it wasn't a knife, and I wasn't as bad as killing me right now.

But the magic tripod on my waist fell unexpectedly, and it flew out far away with the momentum of a whip.

The magic tripod was sealed with tin foil, and when it rolled to the ground, it caught up with the strength, and the tin foil split in half. Dingli originally contained the eggs of gold and silver worms, but I forgot about them, and I never found time to take care of them.

These eggs have long since hatched and become gold and silver worms. Although the insects are not large and have not yet fully turned into adults, they are also not tolerant of loneliness and buzz all fly out.

For a while, a translucent grimace appeared in the cave, which was also inherited from the genetic genes of the grimace worms, and in addition, they also flashed with weak golden light, making the grimace extremely weird.

Konjac flowers are very afraid of gold and silver insects, and the moment the insects appear, they seem to have felt it, and they can't take care of us, including those konjacs who deal with the iron donkey and the evil king, and they all shrank into the hole.

I regained my freedom in an instant, and looked at the scene in front of me in disbelief, and then had another epiphany, and said in my heart, isn't the ghost vine afraid of the golden beetle? Since the gold and silver worm has the gene of the gold beetle, it must also be the nemesis of the konjac flower.

These gold and silver insects were not so interested in konjac flowers, and they had no intention of chasing them, and after they circled for a while, they scrambled to drill into the magic tripod first.

I didn't take this matter to heart, and I didn't care about picking up the ding, but turned my head to look at the iron donkey and asked, "How are they?" ”

The iron donkey and the old cat signaled to me, they were both injured in many ways, but the donkey brother really comforted me, what kind of virtue did he have on his face? It's all mouths, and the tears can't stop flowing down.

This phenomenon has happened once before, and I suspected that the iron donkey was crying, but now that I look at it, it must have been poisoned by konjac flowers.

I didn't dare to slack off, staggered over, and treated the iron donkey as a "doctor", and also calculated how to use the medicine well.

The evil monarch didn't see what happened just now, he was very curious, he didn't know why the konjac flower ran away, he took the initiative to ask.

I was busy with the iron donkey, so I said a few words briefly without looking back, mentioning the gold and silver worms.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, the evil king's first reaction was surprise, and he pounced on me again.