Chapter 368: Yaozu (1)

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"I am a dying person." The monsoon smoke did not deliberately conceal.
Junze’s look suddenly changed. He looked up and down the monsoon smoke up and down, and there seemed to be a flash of cold in his eyes.
Just when the monsoon smoke thinks that Junze wants to say something amazing...
"That, do you still have to eat?" Junze said with a pitiful voice.
Monsoon smoke, "..."
The monsoon smoke decided to take Junze to the mountain road first, let him go up the mountain road, and she can be freed!
At this moment, the monsoon smoke is very quiet to remember the fire.
The sun is burning, but there is shade in the shade, but the temperature of the roasting man has not dropped. The monsoon smoke is protected by the true gas. It will not be spared by the temperature. Instead, the Junze behind her is taken by this hot sun. The sweat of the baking is dripping.
Junze just prepared to take a break with the monsoon smoke, but suddenly smelled a faint smell.
That smell, the monsoon smoke smelled it.
The two almost stopped at the same time.
The monsoon smoke they are standing now, not far from the mountain road, just a slight deviation from a short paragraph, it is reasonable to say that within this distance, there will occasionally be some teenagers to avoid the scorching sun, but the monsoon smoke has noticed, a glance There was no shadow of the two ghosts in the sweeping place, only the faint smell was lingering.
"It's blood?" Junze's look became a little more serious.
The monsoon smoke nodded, "fresh, human blood."
Junze slightly looked at the monsoon smoke slightly. I didn't expect the monsoon smoke to be able to perceive so much, but this point Junze did not show it.
"There is not far from the mountain road leading to the top of the mountain. The mountains in Imperial College have never heard of any beasts. Isn't it..." Junze did not say anything.
But the monsoon smoke and he are well aware.
The monsoon smoke left Bai Ze in a safe place for a while, and he touched the source.
Junze also quietly followed, and the monsoon smoke looked at him.
"Do you want to send rations?" The monsoon smoked his eyebrows and looked at the wolverines of Jun Ze.
Jun Ze’s slap in the face,
Don’t underestimate the pharmacist’s fighting power!

Monsoon flue: "I am not a pharmacist."
Jun Ze, "That..."
"I am a little sister." The monsoon smoked a serious opening, and did not wait for Junze to return to God, she has already advanced.
Junze smiled silently with some laughter.
The two people are closer together, and the smell in the air is getting richer and thicker.
In the dense forest, the green leaves, clearly visible as the rain-like blood spots, the blood is still wet, apparently just dyed soon.
The monsoon smoke follows the bloodstain step by step, and the branches that have been crossed around have obvious signs of being broken. The grass under the feet also has the stamps that have been crushed.
A burst of noise suddenly overflowed from the bushes of smell, and the painful suffocation sounded.
It is a person!
The monsoon smoke almost fell to the bushes after hearing the suffocation, and the scene that I saw next made the stomach of the monsoon smoke roll.
On the messy grass, scattered branches and leaves, red blood drips reddish dead leaves, a wooden wheelchair fell into the weeds, a thin and ugly teenager fell to the ground Half a meter in front of him, he has always been like a monkey, but he is covered with red-brown and long-haired monsters. He is kneeling in front of his eyes, and he has opened a human abdominal cavity and digs fresh and hot internal organs.