Chen Mo clenched the spear in his hand, twisted his body and exerted force, stabbing the throat of the deer.

The tentacles of the two feathered arrows on the deer's body wrapped all their strength around the head of the spear, as if they wanted to unload their strength.

But Chen Mo's strength was beyond what it could reach, and the spear penetrated it without the slightest effort.

But the deer was eroding the spear, trying to make it a part of itself.

Chen Mo had expected this, and with a flick of the gun, he directly threw the deer into the distance.

Although it is unknown what the name of the deer is, it appears to have the ability to animate everything and transform it into a part of itself.

Thanks to the fact that there are no other objects in the gray mist, otherwise I am afraid that what I am encountering now will not be a fawn, but it is difficult to say what kind of monster it will be.

But what this deer wants to animate is dead things at the moment, and it is unclear if he has the ability to animate living things.

If it can also be activated by itself, then it can only withdraw first.

Chen Mo did not hesitate, skillfully cutting his palm with his fingernails, of course he could use a dagger, but it was too slow.

The warrior's qi and blood are covered, even if the deer has the ability to activate the living, these qi and blood can be held up for a while, so that they have enough time to escape.

Can you try it first to know, anyway, as long as there is the slightest sign of something wrong, you will ring the gong and drum and leave.

Chen Mo was like a sharp arrow, but in the blink of an eye, it reached the deer's body, and before it could even fall from the sky, Chen Mo threw a punch and smashed it directly into the back.

The flesh and blood collided, and the flesh and blood on the fawn were like flowing water, wanting to wrap Chen Mo's fist and assimilate it into a part of himself.

"Boom!" Chen Mo's body was full of qi and blood, his blood was like wolf smoke, and his own internal force exploded rapidly, all of which were attached to his fists.

This deer can indeed not only animate dead things into a part of itself, but also living things.

But it is so much stronger than him that it can't activate itself.

Chen Mo's fists were like raindrops, crackling and smashing towards the deer, and there was no need for any move technique.

That's something that can only be used against opponents of the same level, and this ghost deer's methods are indeed very evil, but it is only useful against the weak.

For themselves, it doesn't play any role.

Even in terms of fighting ability, it is not as good as the blood monkey he saw at the beginning.

After hundreds of punches in one go, the whole deer has now turned into a mess of flesh and blood.

However, this mess of mud is still surging and changing, and Chen Mo is full of caution, not daring to be careless.

If this thing can't be killed, then you can only get out first, and there is no need to continue to waste time here.

The flesh and blood that had been smashed by himself kept wriggling, and the number was visibly decreasing.

Suddenly, bursts of unimaginable strange fragrance emanated, Chen Mo instinctively only felt countless saliva secretions, for some reason, he was obviously not hungry, but now he wanted to eat.

The wriggling piece of flesh in front of him finally turned into a piece of living flesh the size of an adult's palm, with a dark red body.

The reason why it is said to be live meat is because the surface of this piece of meat is still beating, like freshly killed beef, and it looks extremely fresh.

Chen Mo swallowed his saliva again and again, unconsciously picked up the wriggling piece of flesh and blood, and wanted to send it to his mouth.

"Smack!" With his other hand, he forcibly knocked out the piece of flesh, Chen Mo didn't know what the consequences of swallowing this piece of flesh and blood would be, but judging from the ability that the deer had shown before.

If you swallow it now, you won't get any good results.

He opened the wrap and took out a piece of beef with sauce.

Most of the beef in Zhuniuji is braised beef, and there is almost no sauce beef.

Zhao Yu specially made this piece in his hand for him to eat, to improve the taste, after all, it is easy to get tired of eating a flavor of braised beef.

Chen Mo didn't care about anything else now, and chewed desperately in one bite, trying to suppress his exuberant appetite.

To be honest, the sauce beef tastes very good, salty and slightly sweet, and the sauce is rich.

But Chen Mo tastes like chewing wax when he eats it now, and all he thinks about is the piece of live meat on the ground that is still wriggling.

Thinking of this, he was ruthless in his heart, and bit his cheek hard, and the blood mixed with the beef was sent into his throat together.

The salt and sugar on the beef further irritated the wound, and the pain was used to forcibly suppress his appetite.

Chen Mo didn't care about anything else at the moment, so he wrapped the paper originally used to wrap the sauce beef, first wrapped this piece of live venison, then took off the wrapping skin, and carefully wrapped it back and forth twice.

In this way, the aroma of the venison finally slowly disappeared, and the strong appetite in Chen Mo's heart finally slowly subsided.

This live venison is so wrong that I've been trying to lure myself into swallowing it.

If it weren't for the tenacity of his willpower and the fact that he carried some other food with him, he would have fallen for it.

Combined with the evil abilities possessed by that ghost deer, it is difficult to say what will become of him after swallowing it.

It is very likely that he will be activated by the ghost deer and become a part of him, or become a new ghost deer.

Chen Mo never wants to see such a situation happen at present, at least he feels that being a man is quite good now, and he definitely has no idea of not being a man.

Compared with turning into a deer and wandering in the gray fog of nothing for the rest of your life, the life of a human being is obviously more colorful.

Zhao Yu was still waiting at home for her to go back to eat, she said that she would make sweet and sour fish tomorrow, and she had to go back and taste everything she said.

Putting away the package containing live meat, Chen Mo retrieved the spear he had just discarded, and was about to leave when he sounded the gong and drum.

The sound of gongs and drums sounded, and the fog in front of him began to gradually recede.

"Yo...... Boom ......" An extremely poignant howl sounded in Chen Mo's ears.

As far as the eye could see, I saw a sika deer nearly six feet tall with two huge antlers, rushing towards him at full speed.

The two antlers shimmered like gold and iron, cold and cold.

And there are several sika deer behind him, but now those tricky deer are now watching this deer king make a move.

Chen Mo was in a hurry, and he didn't have time to dodge, and the spear was about to take this blow.

He will be able to successfully get out of the fog immediately, and no matter how strong this deer king is, as long as it can't catch up with the current world, there is nothing he can do with himself.

"Boom!" The special iron-wood spear was directly broken, and Chen Mo only felt that his arms were numb, and his whole body regressed in an extremely strange way.

This is a method of use that he has figured out after mastering the internal qi, and by perfectly controlling himself, he can better unload the incoming power.

Originally, I was thinking about the tricks used to deal with other strong people, but I didn't expect to use it on this deer king for the first time.

However, with the strength of this weird deer king, even if it is placed among people, it can definitely be regarded as a strong person.

To sprint with all his strength, it takes at least four thousand five hundred catties, or even stronger.

If you want to kill it, I'm afraid you have to carry out the next rebirth first, and at least complete the cultivation of the fifth layer of the Greedy Wolf Seven Killing Fist before you have the ability to fight with it.

At this time, the fog in front of him finally completely dissipated, Chen Mo returned to the barracks again, the sky was already bright, and he was about to end the curfew and start a day's work.

Even though Chen Mo could sense that he was not in a good state now, he didn't care about anything else, and carefully walked back to his barracks by covering his figure.

Most of the soldiers in the camp were old, weak, sick and disabled, and even the few soldiers who were responsible for striking the gong were definitely not much better, and as for the sense of precaution, they were even less so.

Therefore, even if Chen Mo's speed was slower than before, these people didn't notice it.

Walking back to his barracks, Chen Mo finally had the heart to deal with the injuries on his body.