Wen Jiuyi held his head high and bit the seventh ear, tearing half of the auricle before the scales were covered again. The seventh ear was slow for two seconds. First, he touched his ear and saw blood on his fingertips.
Wen Jiuyi then "bah" spit out his ears with blood and meat, and his eyes were hungry and he stared at No.7 face.
Where is he? Where is he? Where is he?
Wen Jiuyi, who lost his combat effectiveness, is still that Wen Jiuyi.
Broken hands and feet, teeth, head temperature, elbow joints and knee joints to support himself. He threw No.7 to the ground and hit his head on the other side. If it was a body, No.7 would be hit by this crazy head hammer.
Unfortunately, his body is a beetle now.
Scales quickly covered No.7′ s face and all the more violent head-butting postures that hurt him knocked Wen Jiuyi to the ground. "It’s worthy of you." No.7′ s ear is still bleeding.
Parasites don’t feel bad that the body in front of them is not enough to their liking.
But when a body becomes personal property, it is enough for a person to beat his own body to be killed by a parasite.
No.7 rolled over and stuck Wen Jiuyi’s neck. The whole person sat astride the male worm. "Crazy, you really don’t have any heart."
Wen Jiuyi’s fingers twitched out of control. He raised his arms and elbows and beat the scales on the No.7 neck. The flesh and blood made a dull sound. The scales stood up like hedgehog needles, and Wen Jiuyi’s meat hung on the scales one by one as if it were hooked.
"Abnormal Madness" No.7 pressed down the "Battle Mad" on the arm and abdomen more vigorously.
Wen Jiuyi raised his hand and slapped him.
He was picked to break his hamstring and beat No.7 with his arm muscles.
Number seven wants to live
Wen Jiuyi took hold of this point. Although he didn’t know that there was no palace for a male worm root, it was like a "palace" in the mouth of a parasitic body. He knew that he didn’t kill No.7 today. He was ashamed of Wen Laixiong’s father’s love for himself for more than 20 years!
"What is a palace?" Wen Jiuyi’s arms burned black and white flames, but many parasites were as sad as their left hands and buried in the ground.
He can rely on himself.
No.7 grabbed Wen Jiuyi’s hair. He grasped the fact and smashed the male worm’s face into the ground. There were two bloody cracks on both sides, like fried dough sticks in an oil pan. The rolling tool pushed and pulled the small shelf into the corner.
Disinfection water overflowed from the collision tool knocked over the bottle mouth, and the whole planing room smelled of disinfection water in an instant.
Wen Jiuyi once again occupied the wind.
No.7 doesn’t seem to be going to destroy his hard-built planing room, but he is still cautious. He has put this body anti-beating skill point full of Wen Jiuyi’s crazy beating as a rock.
"What should I tell you about the palace?" No.7 sneered. "Do you think I am a stupid villain in the novel? If you tell the news, won’t I be finished? "
Wen Jiu tried again and again to get up from the ground. After his hamstring was broken, he could no longer take every step by willpower.
At this time, willpower is just willpower
He casually hooked something and swept it over toward No.7. Before that, he used to sweep tools, pour medicine bottles and put all kinds of boxes in the ground.
Wen Jiuyi didn’t look at it
He is in charge.
No.7 strode away, throwing his other sundries into his body, kicking his feet at Wen Jiuyi’s head and catching Wen Jiuyi’s white cloth with both hands. "Okay," he said, "It’s time."
He put the white cloth back on Aledeni’s head and made a ring in the scales, slowly growing a modern saw.
No.7 picked up one or two pools from the ground and put them into the saw. The ferocious gear turned.
"I’ll dismember you now." Before sawing No.7, "Cut off your limbs first, then cut off your wings. Then elaborate exercises will dig out your abdominal cavity … Shh, I won’t cut off your head and dig out your eyes." His tone is soft as if he were reading a fairy tale to a child. "You should watch and listen carefully and experience."
"That’s how you can empathize with that male, isn’t it?"
Wenlai
Wen Jiuyi watched the saw approaching, and he felt the gears pierce his bones, and the sparks burned his skin. The noise poured into his eardrum, but he couldn’t hear or feel anything.
Xiongfu
What is it?
Why should I treat you like this? Did you do anything wrong? In his memory, it was a very ordinary day when the male insects were preparing for their family graduation trip. They were not going out alone, but a whole family. It’s not to do anything outrageous, it’s to get everyone together; They don’t have feuds, and they don’t have grudges against others.
So the slightest sign of death.