"Learned?" Feng Xue walked out of the cave again, carrying a few iron lumps dug out of the cave and throwing them to the side of the road.

It wasn't a good thing he found in the pit, or if he found something good, he usually melted it on the spot, this lump of iron, just a bait he thought was the right size to attract some stupid people.

After all, he always drilled the cave but didn't bring out some results, which was always suspicious.

But it turns out that the "hyenas" who are begging for a living in this neighborhood are not so stupid. Read the book

Clapping her hands casually, Feng Xue sorted out her outfits, disappeared on the side of the road again, and walked all the way towards the depths of the garbage mountain.

According to the map, this garbage mountain covers an area of nearly 150 square kilometers, and some people may have no idea about this area, so if you convert it, this thing is a little more than the area of Huashan.

In such a huge mountain range, except for the tamping near the airport, most of the area is made of loose garbage, and it is difficult for ordinary people to walk on these uneven garbage, and it is difficult to even stand firm.

Feng Xue used a crowbar to sweep away the garbage blocking the road to make the ground as flat as possible, and at the same time drove his golden finger to look around, the gibberish and elements that almost filled his vision made him subconsciously lower his head and let the crosshairs frame as few items as possible.

"If only the transparency of the barrage could be turned up." Feng Xue muttered casually, but his footsteps were sudden, and with a slight sound, the salt in his hand was thrown out suddenly.

Sou!

At the moment when the salt bag was thrown into the air, Feng Xue's wrist suddenly rose up, and under the linkage of his ring finger and middle finger, the suffocating blade accurately pierced the salt in the air.

A handful of fine salt exploded in the air, and a piercing howl rang out.

Feng Xue didn't care if the blow succeeded in blurring the eyes of the comer, his figure took a step to the side, the crowbar that slipped from the cuff was held in his hand, and without hesitation, he stabbed out in the direction of the source of the sound.

Hit!

The slight blockage made Feng Xue understand that he had hit, but the touch that was softer than flesh and blood made him feel a little bad in his heart.

Without any hesitation, Feng Xue let go directly, without even trying to pull out the crowbar, he pulled the cloak and disappeared in place, until this time, the fine salt fell to the ground, Feng Xue picked up the suffocating blade that fell on a plate, and looked at the monster wrapped in a layer of hoarfrost in front of him.

It was a monster that looked like it was made of silt, with its mouth wide open and squirming.

Although it looks a bit like a more classical real slime, it has eyes that slimes say they don't.

At this moment, an indescribable rod-like object was inserted into its mouth, and pus-like fluid was pouring out of the wound.

The lilac liquid dripped down the garbage heap, making a burst of snorting and corrosive sounds, which made Feng Xue immediately hold her breath.

Again, nothing doesn't need to breathe, but as a human habit, it will make him instinctively inhale and exhale, but at this time, seeing such a thing that is obviously highly poisonous, Feng Xue forcibly stopped breathing even if he was not used to it.

"There's an entity, it's not the physical immunity of an ancient slime, it's just a pair of eyes, and it shouldn't be a Shogues or something like that." Feng Xue looked at the three elements of [Poison], [Filth], and [Garbage] that were constantly surging in the mosaic-like black ball above the monster's head, and quickly took a few steps back.

It's just that this sludge monster is not only ambushed, seeing that Feng Xue wants to run, regardless of the crowbar inserted in his body, he suddenly closed his huge mouth, and the posture as if he was about to vomit will make people feel physiological discomfort just by seeing it, but compared to this discomfort, followed by all kinds of garbage wrapped in purple viscous liquid that makes people's scalp tingle.

Although he held his breath, Feng Xue seemed to be able to smell the stench that made him dizzy, but now Feng Xue was no longer a newcomer who needed to rely on the donkey to roll around to gamble on probability, and after countless exercises, he had the idea of dodging at the same time, and the cloak that assimilated with the shadows wrapped him again.

This skill is similar to the Ninja Stand-in Technique, but instead of a log or a white rabbit, it is a shadow that is equivalent to itself.

The garbage wrapped in purple slurry slapped on the ground, the pus splashed, and the snorting sound rose along with the smoke, even if he held his breath, Feng Xue, who appeared ten meters away, still felt dizzy.

Faced with such a situation, Feng Xue didn't have the idea of practicing swordsmanship again, and directly took out the Detangling Virgin and Nianghua Filter from the storage bag.

As the filter was picked up by Feng Xue, the monster in front of him immediately changed its face, and its original disgusting appearance turned into a delicate and silky black purple, and the smooth body curve had a very buttery slime style.

She was sitting on the ground in a duck-like position, and pulled out the crowbar from her shoulder.

"This is poisonous!" Feng Xue muttered in his mouth, but he did not waver in the slightest, although he was a little perverted, but he had to thank this equipment, under its effect, he would no longer treat the opponent differently because of the beauty and ugliness of the man, or he would change the previous self, maybe because the opponent was good-looking, and fall to a certain subordinate mercy.

At this time, the sky was bright, but as the mist gradually spread, the Holy Mother of Disintegration was still plated with two layers of silver light, and the +2 sharp silver light cut through the mist, but it was not the Holy Mother of Disintegration, but the Suffocating Blade that had been reloaded.

After a short fight, Feng Xue had already realized that this thing was similar to the slimy fruit holder in the pirates, although it looked like a fluid, it was actually just sticking sludge (and secretions) to his body.

The "shoulder" that was poked with a crowbar and bleeding is proof of this.

In this way, even if it is impossible to accurately determine the position of the main body, the mouth is enough to be used as a target.

The "Slime Niang", who had finally locked on to Feng Xue's position again, opened her mouth again, only this time, before the filth could erupt from her mouth, the suffocating blade that inherited the sharp effect of the Holy Mother of Disintegration was like a blazing blade piercing butter, directly passing through her mouth.

"Smack."

The sticky sound like a wet rag stained with water falling on a tile reached Feng Xue's eardrums, but he didn't relax his guard in the slightest, and he didn't even have the slightest idea of stepping forward to pick up the suffocating blade.

Not because it was contaminated with poison or anything like that, but simply because the mosaic sphere above the bad omen's head showed no signs of dissipating at all.

This thing is still pretending to be dead.

"Is the omen so smart?"

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