Midnight.

Waves are choppy.

Countless black and red tentacles poured towards the girl covered in warm sand from all directions, and they violently squeezed through the sand, causing huge pieces of black cloud-like flesh to wriggle beneath her, and sharp teeth like growth rings wrapped in flesh and blood.

A tentacle foot that couldn't resist the temptation wrapped around her ankle, licking the sweet smell that emanated from it.

Eat her, eat her, eat her...

Unclear whispers in the night wind sang strange tunes.

The blood re-enters the mouth, causing some kind of nauseating chemical reaction, and the foot retreats as if it had been blown away by an electric shock.

Why is it still so unpalatable?

How could she be so unpalatable...

Lin Qiao didn't sleep well in the first half of the night, the cold wind was still pervasive, she carried a basket in her dream and turned into a little girl, walking in the ice and snow to ask the lady wearing a goose feather hat if she wanted to buy matches.

None of the boxes were sold, so she wiped the fire skin herself and lit a match to keep warm.

Suddenly, the overwhelming warmth surged, like cotton-like clouds wrapped around her body, fluffy threads stacked on top of her to play and play, she was like falling into the clouds, very comfortable.

The monster rolled its eyes everywhere and watched silently at the bride desperately squeezing into his own pile of meat.

It's the same as they say.

She smelled sweet and tasted like a long-rotten fish, but that wasn't very important, it was the color of her body that attracted Him more.

She's bright red.

The most abrupt color that I unintentionally intruded into in the gray and white world.

It was so splendid that he had never seen before, and it was so special.

Sticky tentacles poked out of the sand and onto the surface, caressing her fair, haggard cheeks, lips, hair, and wrapping around her arms.

It is a fragile species that can be crushed into puree at the slightest touch.

The monster gathered away the sharp white fangs it used to shred its prey, summoning more piles of flesh under her for her to burrow.

Next to him, Jiang Dan, who was so troubled by hunger that he couldn't enter the water, sat up irritably.

He climbed up the rock to look at the woman arched in the sand, and began to squirm off his pants, not noticing the tentacles around her ears creeping back into the sand.

The warmth left in vain, Lin Qiao frowned, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened a slit in his eyes.

The man's stubbled chin was close at hand, and his hand rested on the collar of her tunic.

Caught off guard, Lin Qiao instantly threw his arm out of the sand, unfolded the folding knife straight to his throat, and asked in a dumb voice, "What are you doing?" ”

Jiang Dan didn't expect her vigilance to be so high, she was stunned and didn't dare to act rashly, she only stumbled and said, "I'm going to die anyway, don't you have a romance?" ”

Men seem to like to use their lower body to solve the problems in their minds when they are depressed and unresolved.

Lin Qiao narrowed his eyes, and the blade slid into his throat, cutting a bloody mark, "Get out of the way." ”

She is full now, and the other party's continued hunger does not mean that she does not have a chance to use him as reserve food.

Jiang Dan obviously saw the danger in her eyes, he raised his hands at once, and said in a hurry: "I'll retreat, I'll retreat, you take it easy." ”

He ran back to the rocks to put on his pants shivering, and scolded her for not being interesting, "I'm also good-looking, you can't see this muscle?" We can all have a good time, and you still have to refuse. ”

"Do you still have energy in your stomach for you to expend?"

Jiang Dan was speechless.

Seeing that he had retreated far enough, Lin Qiao gasped and touched his face, and the stickiness of his fingertips on his ears made her stunned.

Half of her hair was wet, and it was slimy like someone had licked it with saliva.

Realizing this, her heart was beating wildly, and she quickly got up with her knife.

There is still soft sand at your feet, and as far as the eye can see, there is nothing in the misty seashore.

What came while she was asleep?

Lin Qiao pursed his chapped lips and sat down in front of the fire that was about to be extinguished, not daring to sleep again.

She lifted the leg of her trousers, and the wound corroded by the venom grew back to a thin layer of granulation covering the bone when she slept, bringing a little itch, and the pain was reduced to a point that could be ignored.

Can humans heal at a rate of a few hours and reorganize the subcutaneous tissue perfectly?

Lin Qiao hung his head, dazed and unable to find an answer.

...

Jiang Dan, who didn't get any benefit from her, was hungry and irritable, he grabbed his hair twice, jumped off the rock, and prepared to pee a little farther away.

"Safe at the edge of the jungle."

Lin Qiao's voice was soft, "Safety, I don't see any danger." ”

The footsteps rustled away, and the surroundings fell silent again.

She rinsed her mouth with seawater, picked up her tentacles buried in the fire again, and bit into her mouth.

Probably a delusion, she felt that the food that had been left out overnight tasted better, and her body had absorbed the nutrients from it and was constantly turning it into strength to supply her.

The monster watched her little ball curl up, gulping down her body, the colors of her body spreading to the ground, making it even more vivid and beautiful.

Behind her, a swaying black and red tentacle poked out, and the monster cut off the toxin inside, leaving the skin dry and soft, thinking about whether to send her another one.

His nutritional value was good, enough for the weak species to come back to life, and in just one night, she had more life in her.

But it wouldn't be good to cut yourself off and throw it to her directly.

The arched back was densely covered with sweat, and the pheromone smell of tension in the air was emitted.

She looks scared, she is aware of her presence, and in terms of biological commonality, humans will have a sense of familiarity and identification with the same species, and often have strangeness and hostility towards unknown creatures.

He pondered slowly, thinking that there should be the same appearance and a suitable sentence as an opening statement.

A strange sense of peeping enveloped Lin Qiao all the time, and she finally couldn't help but turn around.

The surroundings were empty, and the jungle leaves rustled.

She thought that she was being so disturbed by the toxin, and sooner or later she would end up with a nervous breakdown.

...

The wriggling tentacles lurked in the sand, like thousands of water snakes, rushing towards Jiang Dan, who was peeing in front of the roots of the tree with his back to him.

He leaned back on his neck, his skin was stained with fine sweat and sand, and his resolute face looked painful and comfortable.

Urine is the best sterile liquid to drink, but he really can't get it off his mouth.

This will be eliminated from the body, and he feels heartache and pity.

The sun rises above the horizon, and the golden rays peek out of the clouds, casting the man's shadow on the ground and stretching it infinitely.

He shook his hips, lowered his head and prepared to close the zipper, his hands suddenly sudden, and his pupils constricted.

"What..."

At some point, the shadows that obscured the sky twisted to cover his shadow, like a giant anemone waving its soft tentacles behind its back, spilling a little light through the tumbling gap.

The sticky liquid dripped down his shoulder, causing a burning pain.

At this moment, Jiang Dan, who was unconsciously tense and his lips were trembling, finally understood that Lin Qiao was not hallucinating.

On the island, there are monsters!!

"Help... Help me. The voice was very small, scattered in the wind, and could not reach Lin Qiao's ears a hundred meters away.

He turned his head mechanically, and the moment Hitomi saw the monster, two slender fleshy objects pierced his brain, and blood splattered.

Countless tentacles swarmed up to envelop him, making the click of wild dogs gnawing bones.