Chapter 30: Pinching the thighs
The blood-colored footprints were scattered in a string, and ten steps in front of the corpses of the animals that had been blurred and glued to the ground, a new stream of small living beings would rush up and deliver to those feet.
Ding-ding-ding-
The bell rings in your ears, and it seems to point to you.
The next one is ......
Hmm?The nose is weird, pick it, pick it......
Xiaofeng picked his nose and opened his eyes.
"Huh?"
What is this? Xiao Feng brushed away his hair that had pierced into his nostrils, and looked at the cloth in front of him, his mind went blank for a moment.
The bewildered state of just waking up made her stunned for ten seconds, during which her fingers were still picking at her nose.
This cloth is like my own clothes, dirty, torn and smelly......
But it can't be helped, how many years has she been wandering? Oh, the sun?
The first day I went out and wandered in the mountains.
When I woke up the next day, I inexplicably entered a dark hole.
On the third day, it should be, I met the wolves who killed a thousand knives again!
Wolf...... It seemed that there was still a scarlet in front of him, and Xiaofeng woke up in an instant!
The wolves that were wiped out!
Xiaofeng's brain woke up, and the cloth in front of her was immediately distinguished, it was her clothes, and what was in front of her was her legs.
"it!?"
The senses instantly returned to normal, Xiaofeng slapped his thigh, and couldn't help but "sleep" out.
The feeling of strangulation in her stomach is obvious, and the congestion in her brain also reminds Xiaofeng of her current situation.
Why? Why is she carrying people around in such a strange position?
Take a step, she shook it three times, if she wasn't a child now, she was flexible, and she couldn't shake her like a rag.
It's not respectful at all!
Xiao Feng turned her head angrily to see who it was, who dared to do this to her!
Click!
Hearing the voice, Xiaofeng turned her head to look at it, and then she didn't dare to force it anymore, she didn't dare to think about it.
For as soon as she turned her head, she saw a blood-stained shoe lifted from her undergarment and stepped on. On the ground was a small bird with a bloody flesh, its yellow feathers scattered on the ground, and its foot lifted and fell, and when it was raised again, his shoe was stained with a yellow feather.
After losing consciousness for a long time, Xiaofeng slowly accepted his urine nature, and also accepted the positive life attitude of "every time I open my eyes, it is a new day".
Rags are rags, this group is wrong at first glance, look at how perverted they are!
This Xiaofeng didn't dare to provoke her, for fear that they would slaughter her one day, and when she was finished with the legal trial, she would directly hand in a certificate of her mental illness, and she would be completely cold.
After all, she is not ugly.
Xiaofeng thought to himself that he might as well pretend to be dead!
She rolled her eyes, stuck out her tongue, drooped her head, and pretended she was dead.
The drooping head was closer to the ground, and a faint fishy smell wafted into Xiaofeng's nostrils, just like waking her hair, this fishy smell interrupted Xiaofeng's feigning death.
Xiaofeng subconsciously wanted to glance at the bird that had a tragic end, but as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw her hair dragging on the ground. Like the shoe, she had a feather in her hair.
Don't erupt in silence, do you really think I'm going to die in silence?
Xiaofeng's face was expressionless, and her eyes were fixed on the feather in her hair.
She raised her hand and slapped the thigh next to her!
Pinch!!
It turns out that she is not a rag......
It's a mop.