infinite danger

Chapter 36 Your Bag of Pickled Pepper Chicken Feet...

The woman with the birthmark who was possessed by the evil spirit knelt on one knee, pressing her hand covered with black worms to the ground.

Countless streams of smoke as thick as ink drilled out of the ground and poured into her body one after another.

The black worms devoured the "smoke" crazily, and their body became huge visibly, covering the entire body of the woman with the birthmark very quickly.

From a distance, she looked like a mass of flowing black mucus that was absorbing smoke.

The black slime was like boiling water, tumbling violently, throwing out several thick tentacles, flying like poisonous snakes to the ground, engulfing several villagers and dragging them back.

"AH!!!****!!!"

The fingers of those villagers almost sank into the mud, their legs on the ground struggled violently, their entire faces were as pale as paper, their facial features were distorted beyond human appearance, and they let out howls of despair.

The tentacles wrapped around the villagers turned into black bugs again, crawling all over their bodies.

They pass like locusts, and where they pass, the flesh turns to bones.

The young men who were screaming and jumping around a second ago were left with dead bones, exactly the same as the man with glasses.

Knowing that these villagers are just NPCs in the dungeon, no one knows if they are, but seeing their miserable death, everyone still feels chills in their hearts.

"This thing can absorb the Yin Qi nearby. This is a graveyard, so there is as much Yin Qi as you need." Ji Siwei quickly turned the direction of the wheelchair, and said coldly, "Get out of here!"

"I'll push the wheelchair!" Ah Ming naturally grabbed the handle of Ji Siwei's wheelchair, turned his head and said to the little mute, "Hurry up and follow..."

Before the word "up" was finished, the little mute had already run tens of meters away.

Ah Ming was amazed: "With this speed, he must be the champion of the [-]-meter sprint in the sports meeting."

"It's just that the desire to survive is stronger."

Looking at the farther and farther back of the little mute, Ji Siwei sighed—I really missed when the little puppet was around, the wheelchair not only didn't consume electricity, but also had a speed of [-] mph.

The terrible thing is that this is the only way down the mountain, and there are a lot of people in the village, and they didn't escape in several ways, but squeezed over in a swarm.

After eating so many living people and absorbing a lot of Yin Qi, the black mucus became bigger and bigger.

Although the area is large, the degree of flexibility has not been reduced at all.

Wherever it crawled, not a single blade of grass grew, its huge tentacles waved wildly, and the big trees were broken in the middle and collapsed one after another.

There was an unusual whistling sound from the upper back, and Ji Siwei looked up, only to see a large black mass passing over his head.

Ah Ming: "Not good, high-altitude parabolic!"

Ji Siwei: "...Are you sure this is just a high-altitude parabola?"

"boom!"

The dust was flying, and the whole forest was shaken. A huge broken tree hit the front heavily, not only crushing the nearby bushes and small trees, but also crushing many people under it.

Many torches fell to the ground, igniting the dry grass around them.

When the cloudy wind blows, the fire spreads along the wind, burning a line of fire unstoppably, as if splitting the dark night into two halves.

Those who were blocked by the tree dragged out those who could be rescued, climbed over the tree trunk, and continued to escape.

The tree couldn't stop them, but it blocked Ji Siwei's wheelchair.There are people sprinting on the left and right, and it is difficult to even turn.

"I didn't even see the shadow of the Nine-Tails Temple, but two fucking people died, what a fucking idiot!"

A person ran past cursing, Ji Siwei looked up and saw that it was Li Yin.

Li Yin supported the tree trunk with one hand and easily crossed the obstacle.

"Brother Li...wait for me...I can't fucking run anymore..."

Li Yin didn't turn his head back: "Fatty, hurry up, you should lose weight!"

"Losing weight? Did Bajie lose weight after traveling thousands of miles?? He's still a vegetarian!"

The fat man in the ball suit chased after him gruntingly, and crossed the tree trunk on his short legs.

"It's so scary woooooo...I'm so scared woooooo..."

Wang Yiyi wept bitterly, and turned over the tree trunk carefully.

The villagers came and went in a hurry, not even caring about the fire, obviously not willing to "help" Ah Ming.

"How about..." Ah Ming was silent for a moment, then asked in a low voice: "Shall I carry you to the opposite side first?"

Ji Siwei: "..."

The picture is too beautiful to imagine.

Ji Siwei lowered his eyes and looked at his legs.

His self-esteem, in the face of life and death, was trampled to pieces once again.

Ji Siwei pursed his lips and made a decision: "You go first."

"What nonsense are you talking about? The mountain fire is about to burn. That thing has swallowed so much yin energy and is getting bigger and bigger. I'll leave you here for it to roast or eat with sauce?"

Ah Ming was laughed angrily by Ji Siwei.

"Believe me..." Ji Siwei looked up at her, with the tails of his long and narrow eyes raised, and a cloud of red mist floated in the depths of his eyes, like a blood-red sunset, revealing a bit of treachery and strangeness: "I will soon follow."

The mask firmly covered his expression, but Ah Ming could tell that his tone was very serious.

"I'm really not afraid of death. Others run as long as they can, but you just go as fast as you can, that's all..." Ah Ming looked at these paranoid eyes, shook his head, and turned the direction of the wheelchair: "I'm with you. "

Ji Siwei: "You go first."

He has a broken body, fearless and fearless.

In case Ah Ming had an accident under his nose, he was afraid that he would regret it.

In his life, he hadn't made many friends.

Ah Ming flicked his sleeves, revealing the sharp dagger in his hand, under the mask, one corner of his lips curled up: "Brother Huya, you really underestimate me."

Hearing Ah Ming's words, Ji Siwei knew that there was no need to persuade him.

Ji Siwei smiled relievedly: "Then it's up to Miss Fate."

Everyone was running down the mountain, only Ji Siwei and Ah Ming stayed where they were.

"What else do you have besides this knife?" Ah Ming rolled up his wide sleeves: "You are so crazy, there must be some cards you haven't shown yet?"

"Don't hide, we'll make it quick."

This sentence reminded Ji Siwei that the talismans given by the leaflet uncle hadn't been used up yet, and the black gold obsidian worth 1 yuan was also in the backpack.

Ji Siwei reached into the bag and groped for a while, only to find that there were only a few small bags left besides the puppet, mobile phone, and flashlight.

He frowned slightly and took out one of the bags.

"Huh? Chicken feet with marinated and pickled peppers in the middle of the night?" Ah Ming looked at the things in his hand, and asked in doubt: "Have you ever opened this bag of chicken feet? A secret weapon?"

It's really weird for this kind of thing to appear in the hands of a serious Huya!

Ji Siwei was startled, then reached in again, and took out...

A pack of milong spicy strips.

A pack of caramelized melon seeds.

A package of cumin tripe.

Ah Ming: "Eh... this spicy strip of melon seeds and tripe has also been opened?"

"They're just ordinary snacks, they haven't been opened before." Ji Siwei answered her in a low voice, stretched out his hand to hold the puppet's body, and gently lifted it out.

The scars on the little puppet's face have completely healed, the eyes that were originally dull and dull brightened up, and it made a loud sound——

"belch."

This little guy probably ate both the talisman and the obsidian, right?

However, the little guy seems to be waking up soon, which is a good sign.

"The Artifact Spirit in the Rose Garden?!" Ah Ming opened his eyes wide suddenly, and his unbelievable eyes shot out from under the mask: "You really hid a hole card, but why did it follow you here?"

Even the well-informed Ah Ming was frightened by this hole card.

There are quite a few people who took out the contents of the dungeon—the knife in her hand was also brought out of a certain dungeon.

But it was the first time she met someone who could bring out the "artifact spirit" in the dungeon.

Awesome.

Before Ji Siwei could answer Ah Ming's question, he stared forward and took a deep breath: "It's here."

That thing came along the way, and swallowed many living people. Its body was horribly huge. The black worm, which was originally the size of a little finger, had grown into the thickness of an arm. Because it was full of blood, part of it had turned red. Like overly fat blood vessels.

The stench of blood in the air was getting stronger.

Fierce.

Probably because it had a good time, it became more manic, it roared, and threw out a few blood-red tentacles.

One of them was aimed at Ji Siwei.