Syllable!

Zhu Shanhua's hand slipped, and the bowl that served Arthur's soup fell to the ground and fell to pieces. Looking at the porcelain bowl that was broken into pieces on the ground, Zhu Shanhua was stunned.

"What's wrong?" Arthur asked with concern, not missing the panic that flashed on Zhu Shanhua's face in an instant.

"Nothing. Zhu Shanhua pressed her chest with one hand, squatted on the ground and picked up the fragments of the broken bowl with the other hand, shook her head and said, "That's it...... It's just that all of a sudden I feel a little panicked, like something bad has happened. He raised his face to look at Arthur, smiled uneasily and asked in a general way of confirmation, "Teacher, Yang Yi ...... It's just going to go to a contest and nothing will happen, right?"

Arthur's face remained unchanged, but his eyes avoided Zhu Shanhua's gaze and turned to look at Sun Xiaohao, only to see that the little ghost's big child's face could not control a nervous panic, and then forcibly calmed down, and pulled an innocent smile at Zhu Shanhua: "Mother Hua, how can anything happen to Brother Yang Yi." He went to the competition, not to fight in Libya...... What are you worried about? During the Chinese New Year, I still wish I would break the bowl, because that's called broken peace! I'll go to the kitchen and get one, and you can drop it again!"

"Really?" Zhu Shanhua relieved slightly, and said: "Give me an honest seat to eat, and you still break the bowl?

Sun Xiaohao grinned, and when he buried his face in the bowl, he could no longer maintain the expression on his face, and could only desperately pick up rice in his mouth to hide his panic.

Wolf stopped gnawing on the bone stick, looked at Sun Xiaohao with obscure eyes, and then turned his head to look at Zhu Shanhua. It was only when she saw that the woman was restless and put away the broken bowl and continued to eat, that she went back to bite the bone stick, which had a lot of crumbs. It's just that. No matter how hard it pretended to be nibbling on it, it still couldn't hide its tasteless look.

For a moment, it felt the unsettling throbbing. This uneasiness made it only feel like chewing wax when it gnawed on the bones, and there was a thought uncontrollably in its mind: Yang Yi, he ...... How's that going?――

Yang Yi's current situation is not good, he feels like a worm trapped in the middle of a net, struggling to move.

The things that stuck to him were not only disgusting, but also surprisingly soft and tough, soft as rope and tough as titanium. No matter how hard the whole body struggled, it was firmly pressed against the bulkhead. And the mucus that came out. The green and yellow color is like bile, and the smell is not only fishy, but when it is applied to the body, it is like being splashed with sulfuric acid. What's even more terrifying is that it seems to have some kind of special effect, which can make people's strength continue to drain. The more Yang Yi struggled, the more powerless he felt. I was really flustered. He had never encountered such a situation before.

There's nothing to be done. I saw the thing approaching me.

It can indeed be called a thing, because it has a large hole in its chest and abdomen, and it is more than normal people can imagine, and the appearance of a puff of intestines catapulting out of the hole in the abdomen is too far from what a human looks like. A hundred times more evil than yourself. Its face is still human, and it is still a handsome face that can easily be featured on the poster, and its handsomeness is comparable to that of the elves in the legend.

Like the face of an angel, the strange body of a demon, the image of the two combined together has an indescribable impact!

It moved towards Yang Yi, not walking, its limbs hanging limply as if it had no bones, and it did not have the function that limbs should have, but contracted its intestines, and used its tentacles like an octopus to pull its body closer to its prey, and its whole body dragged on the cabin floor, leaving traces of slime crawling like a snail along the way.

Yang Yi was extremely disgusted by its appearance, but he couldn't move, although he was flustered in his heart, he was not very afraid, he only stared at it with cold eyebrows and disgust, watching its mollusk-like body climb all the way up from his calf, until the face was level with his face.

It seems that after squirting out the intestines as a weapon, it doesn't even have a spine, and God knows what the original spine has become now. Having lost the support of its spine, its head tilted backwards, as if it had polio, looked at Yang Yi at forty-five degrees, its laughter was hoarse and broken, and its voice seemed to be squeezed out of a dilapidated bellows: "You are not human. What are you?"

Yang Yi stared at it coldly and was silent.

The thing struggled to move its head again and pressed its face closer to Yang Yi, and its cheeks were attached to Yang Yi's face.

Its face was as cold and sticky as Yang Yi imagined, and when it leaned on it like this, it felt like a huge leech attached to its face. As long as that feeling is psychologically normal, I definitely don't want to do it again.

What's even more disgusting is that it kept sniffing Yang Yi's face, and the more it sniffed the voice, the more excited it became: "What kind of smell is this? Pure dark breath! It's so fragrant, it's so fragrant!" Its voice trembled and hoarse more and more because of excitement: "What the hell are you? There is a smell of people, the smell of the abyss, and other smells...... I want to eat. I really want to eat it!"

Yang Yi was shocked, and suddenly saw something turn out of his belly. Before he could look closely, that thing covered his entire head and face, completely blocking all vision.

It wasn't until a moment later that there was a huge corroded pain in the area covered by it, and Yang Yi realized one thing—that thing was a stomach pouch! This disgusting thing could actually eat like a starfish, pop out its stomach to wrap around its prey, and digest it outside its body.

The pain in his head and face, as well as the predicament of being trapped by death, made Yang Yi shocked and angry. At this moment, Yang Yi suddenly remembered the part he had just mutated, the tail.

He was far less skilled at using this newly mutated thing than the rest of his body, like running or climbing, it was instinctively working, not Yang Yi manipulating it through his consciousness. Therefore, in terms of human mentality, Yang Yi has simply forgotten this part that has just been mutated.

And now this part is the only one that isn't entangled!

When you think about this part, you don't have to think about how to use it. It's like it's born like that. I saw that Yang Yi's tail that was pressed behind his back pulled out of his back like lightning, bent between his legs and stretched out to slash forward, until he crossed the demon's body before rolling back upside down, condensed in the air like a poisonous scorpion behind its tail.

It stopped in the air for about a second, and in this second it changed rapidly, and the hairy ground of the tail tip turned from lodging to the direction of the tail tip to lodging to the direction of the tail root, and a hollow bone needle was silently ejected from the tail root. It is nearly three inches long, with a thick head and a thin tail in the shape of a pointed conical needle, and the swarthy point is not reflective, revealing an indescribable evil meaning. The hope makes people feel cold all over the body.

Although the head and face are covered and cannot be seen. But Yang Yi could still vaguely feel the changes at the tip of his tail. The poisonous needle with the tip of the tail only froze in the air for about a second, as if judging to aim. In the next second, it stabbed hard at the monster's vest, castrating ruthlessly and decisively. It's like a lightning bolt when a viper stares at its target.

Through the strange stomach bag, Yang Yi heard the other party's hissing under the huge trauma. Then I felt everything that covered me shrink back. He fell to the floor from the side wall of the cabin because he was no longer restrained.

Ignoring the burning pain on his face, Yang Yi had just reached out to wipe off the mucus that was sticking to his eyes, when he saw the thing lying on the ground and screaming. Desperately backhanded, he went over and tried to dig at his back. From its broken belly, the tentacle-like intestines were rapidly retracting, and soon all of them were absorbed into its body, and the breach was like its own bone blade stretching out and retracting, and there was no trace of it once broken.

Yang Yi vaguely knew what part of his tail he had slashed at it, but since it was a newly mutated part, he didn't know the real specific situation. But obviously this attack is really sharp and ruthless, even the abyss monster who likes pain and treats pain as a kind of enjoyment can't bear it. The thing twitched in pain, writhing on the floor like a twist, its legs curled up abnormally, both hands twisted back at a terrible angle to scratch its vest, and the voice in a changed tone was screaming something in Old Hebrew.

Yang Yi listened two or three times before he understood, and what it shouted was: "Skobin's Sword." ”

Skobien didn't know what it was, but he was satisfied that he had given it a hard blow. Looking at the appearance of the thing screaming in pain on the cabin floor, Yang Yi felt a wave of malicious pleasure. If it weren't for the fact that Yang Yi didn't understand much about how an attack like the one just now was stimulated, and secondly, he could clearly feel that a large amount of power was lost after sending out this kind of attack, he really wanted to give it another try!

It would be great if it could be painfully killed, Yang Yi didn't feel that there was anything wrong with the ruthlessness of his mind at this time.

But the reality is that he can't flexibly take the initiative to use his newly acquired tail, not to mention that that kind of attack consumes too much power, so Yang Yi pounced directly, choosing a more direct and more manly rough fight, directly face-to-face beating, and the focus of the attack is that handsome and bewitching face!

However, the vitality of that thing was far more tenacious than Yang Yi imagined, and this was probably the real reason why it was able to squeeze through the narrow crack between the two worlds, and even the power to break through time and space could not kill it. Yang Yi feels like a knife slashing a living starfish, soft and slippery and wet, no matter how hard you try, even if you cut it scarred, you still can't really kill it.

And at this moment, Yang Yi vaguely heard the roaring helicopter engine mixed with the loud shouts of the members on the ground: "Hide quickly, it's going to crash!"

In the shouting, I felt that the whole helicopter had completely lost control, and its posture had already taken on the appearance of a head-down dive.

With an uncontrollable jump in his heart, Yang Yi bounced off the thing, grabbed it from the neck with one hand, grabbed it from the ground with the other, and hurriedly looked for the cabin door to leave the plane that was about to fall.

Just when Yang Yi jumped out of the cabin door with the thing in the air, he saw that the helicopter was still about fifty meters above the ground, and it was plumping down with thick smoke and slanting headlong.

Then Yang Yi finally understood why the thing had chosen this helicopter - it had been modified and used as a helicopter to extinguish forest fires, so it had a water tank on either side of its belly. Now they opened, and instead of water, thick blood was spraying out.

Blood after being sacrificed!

They sprayed like torrential rain as helicopters fell.

That scene is the real bloody storm!

With blood as the guide, the living as the sacrifice, and the hard-stripped life as the bridge, forcibly open the way between the two worlds!

It's still too late, the opening of the gates of hell is already unstoppable!

Yang Yi's face turned white with horror.

Su Qi's face is whiter below!

And the thing that Yang Yi carried in his hand smiled, and was scratched by Yang Yi like a plate of rotten meat, and his face was no longer handsome and perfect smiled extremely brightly, but his tone was extremely grim: "You are dead." And you, I'll keep it and eat slowly!I'll only eat a little a day, and I'll continue to nibble when you're well!" (To be continued......)

PS: I went on a vacation to play, and I came back after playing...... At present, we are adjusting the transition from a relaxed mentality to a nervous work mentality.

Then the update will be resumed one after another~