Chapter 190: To Save or Not to Save?
I couldn't help but feel a chill from the bottom of my heart.
From the moment we entered the door, we didn't even see Chen Changming's shadow, and we almost fell asleep.
Now even Wang Ju has been murdered, and the others are nowhere to be found.
"Hey!" Ji Canghai shouted at me behind my back, "What are you looking at?"
I swallowed and beckoned to him.
When I pointed my finger at Wang Ju, Ji Canghai was stupid.
After a moment of silence, Ji Canghai asked, "Do you want to save people?"
"I guess the people of the Ivy Spring Society are now in a cocoon." I stood still, in a state of utter struggle.
"If you want to save someone, you have to dig open the cocoon. As soon as it opens, more rotting flies will rush out."
I looked back and saw that the tortoiseshell was covered with copper skin, covered with uneven gnawing marks.
Even the quenched copper skin has been gnawed like this, and if so many cocoons are cut open, we will not have a way to survive at all.
I turned around and stretched out my hand to Ji Canghai: "Give me a cigarette."
I took a few puffs of my cigarette, and the nicotine influx gave my brain a brief lull.
"Save, you will be saved."
I threw the butt of the cigarette out and stomped on it.
Ji Canghai hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice, "I also want to save it, but the result is already predictable!"
"Oh no, we're all going to have to throw it here!"
I took out the last puff of my cigarette and nodded, "I can't stop it when the sky falls!"
"To put it mildly, it was Chen Changming who overturned the Ivy Spring Society; To put it mildly, this is a trampling on Taoism by outsiders."
"I take a step back, I'm sorry for all these years of chanting!"
Turning my head, I looked at Chen Jiayan, "Give me all the equipment you have."
I took her backpack, leaving her with only a tortoiseshell shield, and the remaining three heavenly barrels, all of which I carried into my pocket.
Before leaving, I took advantage of Chen Jiayan's inattention and struck her with a knife on the back of the neck.
Seeing her fall into a coma, I was also relieved.
When I passed by Ji Canghai's side, I pouted behind me, "Don't follow me, she needs you more."
Ji Canghai frowned and pointed at the tip of my nose: "*** want to be a hero yourself?"
「***。」
I scolded with a smile, and took out the dagger from Ji Canghai's waist.
Seeing that Ji Canghai's face was complicated, I patted him on the shoulder vigorously.
"There may not be anything else going on in the future, if you don't want us all to leave this, you can save your strength!"
If it weren't for the Hengsheng Festival, perhaps we would have destroyed Chen Changming openly.
But fate makes people, but it wants us to draw water in a bamboo basket.
Where are the heroes?
Some are just people who have been cornered!
When I got to the cocoon, I took a deep breath and rushed forward with my hand, and the blade was completely submerged.
The blade churned a few times, making a sticky grunt.
At this time, half of Wang's huge body had already leaned out.
I tugged hard, and he came out.
I didn't hold out any hope, but when I reached out to probe Wang Ju's snort, I shuddered.
Wang Ju not only did not die, but breathed very strongly.
It seems that it has just fallen into a deep sleep.
I was immediately more confident, this matter is not in a desperate situation!
All the coffins were lifted by me, and a dozen meat cocoons were placed in front of me.
The sound of cooing was non-stop, and the rotting flies inside seemed to be ready to rush out at any moment.
I arranged the three heavenly machine tubes in a triangle to enclose the meat cocoon.
"Click!"
The lighter came out of my hand with a warm orange glow, and I said a word in my heart.
"Master Zu bless!"
"Whoosh!"
The moment the three heavenly machine tubes were ignited by me, I had already jumped out with all my strength.
The steel nails behind me shot out in all directions, and even though I was as fast as I could, I still suffered some skin injuries on my back and legs.
The steel nails splashed, and the rotting flies pounced on them.
I just hate myself for missing two legs!
In a hurry, I had to hide behind the coffin.
The steel nails went through, and the meat cocoons were bubbling with juice.
The foul-smelling liquid, like glue, poured it on me sticky.
Chen Jiayan's Heavenly Machine Tube is indeed a treasure, and the three Heavenly Machine Tubes have pulled up the line of defense, and none of the rotten flies can rush out.
I thought I would be able to escape, but I just thought about pulling my legs and walking out.
The feeling of dragging under my feet sent chills down my back.
I looked down and saw that the slime had taken root and stuck me to the ground.