non-plastic epic

Chapter 175 Fight to the death ([-])

The Eighteen Painters, who felt sad, randomly picked a cleaner place and sat on the floor.There was no way, the ground was cleaner in comparison, and some of the things displayed on the ground still had some traces left behind, traces of dead earthworms.This reminded him of a scene that he had not wanted to recall for a long time.

The premonition is so punctual, but also so "not on time".The Eighteenth Painter wondered if it would have been possible to avoid Xiao Wang's death if he had done it earlier.Separation of body and head...it should be painful.

There are two pictures in his mind that alternate back and forth non-stop. One scene is when he first came to this mountain, when he saw Xiao Wang for the first time and rescued him.

"Give me your hand, this vine is about to break. Hurry up and give me your hand..."

"Hey, you, why didn't you say a word after saving you. Forget it. Anyway, I didn't save you just to say thank you. Ha~ I'm in a good mood today. I saved someone in my [-]th birthday. "

"Uh, you can't speak, you can't speak, and you probably don't have a name, why don't I get one for you and call you..."

Thinking of this, the eighteen-painted student raised his head and looked at the surface where a light source was exposed. Judging by the intensity of the light, it should be daytime outside.

Another scene flashed in my mind, which was when Xiao Wang died not long ago.

The blue blood splattered all over the place.A long streak of blue was printed on the gray ground, which seemed to be the color of the sky.

The Shibahua student who saw this picture at that time let out a "hehe" sound in his throat because of shock.

By the way, why is Xiao Wang's blood blue?

"Boom!" "Hehehe~"

"Huh?! The sound is coming from there." The [-]th student is still amazed, how can the sound in the picture appear in his head...
If there hadn't been that unusually loud "dong", Shibahuasheng would really have thought that he had stayed here for too long, or that he had suddenly fallen into a demonic barrier and heard the depraved sound.

Looking at the sound, it turned out that there was indeed someone there who kept making "hehe" sounds as if the vocal cords were about to be torn.However, there is a towering wall separating them, and the situation on the opposite side cannot be seen.

"Why didn't I find anyone there just now?"

Although the eighteen painters had doubts in their hearts, they did not rush forward to check.

This is the prudence he relies on to survive, otherwise he would rush forward to check on any weird things, and if he accidentally lost his head, there would be no place to cry.You must know that the first species killed by curiosity is the human race, and the second is the monster civet.

Moreover, the Eighteen Painters not only did not step forward to check, but instead slowly backed away as if they did not want to disturb anything.Always be prepared to scream madly if something goes wrong.

"Hehehe, wow~" Xiang Dongliu crawled to the ground, and there was a painful roar in his throat.Then he wowed and spit out a big mouthful of blood.

It seems that not only the external injury is serious, but the internal injury is also serious.

Xiang Dongliu still had a dizzy sense of chaos in his mind.The dizziness from the dizziness just now is unbearable for most people, thanks to the fact that I still have the strength to vomit blood now.

And it may be that the time spent rolling in the cave is too long.I felt that my internal organs were shaking and I was about to spit out with this big mouthful of blood.

This is not the worst, the worst thing is that I rolled out from the beginning to the end, but the pursuer behind may slide down, but I rolled a little faster, if I don’t want to find a way to get in the middle In the time difference, quickly find a way, whether it is running away or fighting back.

Once that fellow slipped down, it was really game over for him. "But... with my current injury and situation, what else can I do, cough cough!!"

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The eighteen-painted student was a little restless, and stopped walking backwards.Because he heard the sound of panting and coughing suddenly coming from behind the low wall of the courtyard not far away, and he felt a little familiar.

There are only three people in this city of megaliths, including myself.And on the other side of the wall, the voices that make sounds should also belong to human voices.It is absolutely impossible for a gnat to have a human-like coughing sound.

The eighteenth-painted student's eyeballs moved from side to side, as if he was struggling in his heart.After three breaths, he still made up his mind to check it out.The voice was indeed somewhat familiar. Here, only brother Xiang is familiar with the same human voice! !
"Ka Ka Ka", a burst of footsteps sounded in Xiang Dongliu's ear, and Xiang Dongliu was startled, "Huh?! Could it be a scorpion? It's over. If I meet a scorpion, I can't do anything about it. What's going on now? manage."

Except for the dead ones, all the gnats in the city now may be completely weird creatures whose brains have been cleared by tiny white worms.When fleeing for his life on the way, Xiang Dongliu saw that many people with severed limbs had been "brainwashed" by those tiny white insects.

Xiang Dongliu's heart, which was already a little weak, jumped up again. If there were gnats in front of him, then he might be bitten by those horrible little white bugs in the next moment, and Behind him was another killer chasing after him.What to do? What to do? What to do!
Xiang Dongliu stared closely at the front, and couldn't help but began to pray in his heart.The next moment! "Huh?! Eighteenth artist!"

"Aha, it really is your Brother Xiang!"

The eighteenth-painted student saw that the person lying prone on the ground in front of him and raising his head was Xiang Dongliu, and he couldn't help but feel happy.Haha, it really isn't anything dangerous.

But his cheerful expression last second was hit by Xiang Dongliu's weak fist the next second.

"Hey, brother Xiang, do you want to touch my face? I haven't seen you for more than an hour. I didn't expect you to miss me so much." Eighteen Peanut hummed for a moment and then smiled Facing Xiang Dongliu.

Xiang Dongliu: "······" Fuck, am I touching your face, I'm just hitting you, Friendship Breaking Face Fist Hey!

Dongdong's heart felt at ease the moment he saw Shibahuasheng.But when Xiang Dongliu saw his chrysanthemum-like smile, he became very angry. Every time he encountered danger, he was the first one to run away without a trace, and he ran faster than anyone else.No one can beat it.

But if I smacked him in the face with a hateful friendship, it would be considered as wanting to touch his face.Xiang Dongliu admitted that for the first time he had the feeling of "I lost" and was defeated by this invincible and rough hand.And it seemed to hear the sound of something breaking.

"Huh? Is it my heart?"

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