【69 Book Bar-WWW.69 SHAU.CORM】Yi Yi grabbed the tentacles on her waist, and there was a "sizzling" sound, as if they were burned. The green tentacles suddenly loosened, and Yi Yi fell directly to the ground. Fortunately, there were rattans below so they would not hurt.

The vines under her feet occasionally slid past her feet, and countless around her were ready to move. She struggled, spread her hands, and looked at the thick Antarctic grass body opposite, just like a wild beast with a bloody mouth, staring at her, but she did not dare to act rashly.

It seems, there is something to be afraid of.

What is it?

The blood in the palm of his palm dripped down his arms and dripped under his feet.

"Si..."

Yi Yi stared at her feet and clearly saw that the vine stained with blood was twisting in pain. Gradually, her green body became a little dark, as if she had lost her vitality.

Yi Yi's eyes lit up and suddenly understood!

She was infected with the poison of stocrine. Although she recovered, her body had already accumulated stocrine toxins!

Could it be that she accidentally found a way to deal with Antarctic grass? Is it afraid of this poison?

This thought made her very excited. Yi Yi grabbed a vine next to her without hesitation, trying to confirm her guess. In an instant, a terrifying sound of "sizzling" was endless. In a few seconds, the entire vine turned black.

Yi Yi was so happy that his blood was boiling all over his body. She knew very well that Antarctic grass was afraid of fire, but as long as she was here, Xiao Qi would never burn it! In other words, he would allow this evil plant to grow freely... Perhaps, it would eventually mutate to the point where he was not afraid of fire, and it would be truly indestructible.

So, once she finds a way to curb it and eliminate it, no matter how dangerous it is, she will do nothing.

If Antarctic grass is afraid of her blood, then it just needs to pour her blood on its mother body! But the problem is that she can't find a sharp weapon to cut the wound!

Yi Yi walked around the place and the entire basement was seriously damaged. It was well developed, like a maze. She didn't know where it would be the source. She bit her lip and walked forward with difficulty. If someone wrapped around her, she grabbed it with both hands. In this way, she touched a wall, pulled the vines on it with bare hands, and finally pulled off a sharp stone.

Yi Yi was so excited that she grabbed it and did not find a way to escape, but turned back to the Antarctic grass mother body.

Take a deep breath, hold the stone tightly, and slash hard at the palm of your hand. Suddenly, blood flows down.

Holding the pain, she grabbed the stone with her injured hand and cut the wound on her other hand.

Sweat on her forehead rolled down in strings. She groaned tightly, raised her hands, and wiped the blood on the thick and strong mother's body...

With the "sizzling" sound that became increasingly crazy, affected by the mother's body, the rattans in the entire basement were boiling, constantly twisting, struggling, entangling and knotting each other.

As soon as he saw that the method worked, he wiped the blood of his hands along the mother's body without hesitation.

The green plants in his eyes made sounds similar to a child's crying, filling his eardrums. Yi Yi obviously felt a tremor under his palm. Maybe it would "pain", maybe it was caused by the struggle of the vine. In short, she knew that her blood had become the best weapon.

However, the Antarctic grass mother body is too big after all, and the blood flowing from both palms is limited. In a short while, it will be ground to the point of being bloody and hardly causing another fatal blow. Yi Yi's pale face, bit his lips tightly, and without thinking about it, he cut his wrists open...

In fact, she has always been afraid of the color of blood, which is so red that it is full of death's suffocation. But now, in the green of the room, this color is dazzlingly beautiful, like the hot sun, bringing breathing from life, so purely so beautiful.

She was like a painter who was free to doodle, painting the colors she liked inch by inch across the body of the Antarctic grass. She ignored the violent commotion around her and the vibration caused by it, and she was still addicted.

She no longer remembers how much blood can be wasted in a human body, but only remembers what she must do.

Her face turned pale like cold frost, and her lips also lost their blood. The sweat on her forehead wet her hair on her temples and the white shirt on her body was stained with blood, but she was still using her only weapon to protect the person she cared about.

The mother's body was dyed with circles of extremely charming red. It was conveying a painful message to every part of its body. The vines in the basement were swinging wildly, as if they were pain, howling, and struggling.

Who could have imagined that the natural enemy of Antarctic grass that once destroyed the German experimental base during World War II would be the poison of stocrine? And the stocrine that once caused Yi Yi to die would become her weapon at this critical moment?

This strange biological chain is quite dramatic. Yi Yi smiled bitterly and fell to the ground tiredly, and no longer had the strength to get up.

The wrist, which was still gushing blood, hung weakly on the side, and the blood flowed down the wrist into the root of the Antarctic grass mother body...

The ground was shaking with rattans and constantly vibrating. The already hollowed-out ground was shaking more and more intensely, and it would collapse at any time, burying her and this ugly plant together.

She is no stranger to death.

The first time she was unwilling to let go, the second time she was reluctant to leave, this time... she completely let go.

She has loved again and lived again, and she is content. She only hopes that if it disappears, she will not come back and torture Xiao Qi again...

She was so tired and sleepy that she lowered her heavy eyelids, tilted her head, and leaned against the painful Antarctic grass mother body. She wanted to sleep for a while, and no matter how loud the movement was, she would not open her eyes again...

Feeling a slight tremor on the ground beneath his feet, Mr. Xing and others froze in place, staring at the ground, "What happened...what happened?"

The Antarctic grasses that stretched out tentacles from all directions had long forgotten to attack humans, but were twisting their bodies in pain one by one. Some retracted into the soil, some rushed out from the ground, and some entangled with each other.

Xiaoqiang said in a daze, "Did Tuo and the others succeed?"

Old Xing focused his mind, "It's very likely! Otherwise, why would these bastards behave like this?!" After saying that, he started to laugh happily, and his beard was trembling, "Haha...haha... OK! It's burning well!"

There was a series of strong tremors under my feet, and Xiaoqiang hurried forward to hold Xing Lao, "Xing Lao, it's not safe here! Get out with me first!"

"Take it a big deal!" Old Xing shook him away and stared at his fire-breathing eyes. "Today, I have to destroy these harmful things no matter what I say!" After that, he picked up a flamethrower and aimed it at them. Opening the valve was like a crazy sprayer.
Chapter completed!