Chapter 112: .Jingsuitai Expressway (2)

Jingsuitai Expressway (2)
What do you mean?
Several people looked at each other, and for a moment did not understand the meaning of what Yuanrong shouted.
At the end of the speech, the teenager in front of him was stunned when he lost his soul, and the teardrops dripped down. Zhong Xiao gave Lan Xin a wink. The latter quickly pulled out the handkerchief to wipe the tears for the original appearance. Stop sobbing.
It's just that his loss of soul and extreme fear is not in a state of parable.
Lan Xin was not reconciled and wanted to say something, but he didn't wait for his mouth to open up and suddenly changed.
A demon wind roared and swept through!
A sudden hurricane blew a group of people upright, the wind was strong and cold, and the ears were filled with roaring sounds of broken bamboos, as if thousands of innocent souls wailed, the surrounding bushes and bushes were all blown off, and the weeds were uprooted From now on, the broken stones of Zhiya were rolled into the air, and the beaters accidentally had blood on their arms!
Voigt's eyes were fast, and he stepped forward to wrap his stunned face in his arms, and they squatted tightly on the ground.
The original Rong was protected by the warm and powerful embrace, the scream of the hurricane, the sorrow from the air, and the hairy moonlight in the sky, everything was far away from him, he clearly heard the man’s powerful heartbeat Sound, as well as his own breathless breath.
"scared?"
"I……"
"It's okay," the man patted his back with a soothing gesture. His hand flicked from the air, and a giant black umbrella appeared, about one and a half meters in diameter, and a tough rain cloth blocked all the broken fragments of the attack, flashing. Han Guang's thick steel bones tightly supported the umbrella cloth, "It will be fine."
The armor shines so easily? Yuan Rong raised his mouth, and it seems that this group of people has believed in 80% of his NPC status.
Like every aboriginal person in the world, he couldn’t see the bizarre props that the tester showed, and firmly grasped the man’s waist:
How could there be a typhoon this season!

The two of them were covered with giant umbrellas, and they could barely squat. The situation there was not good.
The chubby girl saw Voigt showing the props, and her teeth turned into a prototype.
I saw a giant dinosaur nearly five meters high and roared forward!
The original could not recognize the species. The scale of the dinosaur was as big as a washbasin. It was thick and hard, and its long and powerful tail swept away. The bushes shattered the ground! I saw her strong and powerful jaws grow to the maximum, and there was a long scream from the sky, which was abruptly blocking all hurricane offensives in front!
Zhong Xiao jumped up, and he flipped back and forth, his bouncing power was so high, about three meters above the ground, only to see him dashing in the air, turning around and raising his legs. In a flash, his long legs were fierce. The ground became bigger and bigger, as thick as a steel column, and borrowed the kicking force, and the sound of "bang" was stuck on the door lock of the bomb shelter. The door was of excellent quality, but the door lock could not withstand this great force. , Shattered.
He immediately fell to the ground, squatting backwards, clenching his fist with his right hand, accumulating force, and swinging out. His fist became as big as a stone lion's head at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he smashed hard at the stone gate—
Shimen collapsed.
After being kicked by that great force, a small crack appeared, plus this unreserved fierce punch, which was disrepaired in the early years, and the cement door that was eroded by time was so broken.
Yuan Rong was dumbfounded.
But he was an NPC, and NPC never questioned the singularity beyond the plot.
He exclaimed heartily: "Gosh, that brother looks so thin, so powerful!"
The senior personality upgrade qualification test has been conducted, and none of the people who can come in are idle people. Zhong Xiao's hearing is naturally a first-class keenness. He caught the original content from his heart and sighed, and put down some vigilance on his words and deeds.
Seeing the broken cement door in the way, Zhao Pengtian shouted: "Go, let's go--"
The giant dinosaur withdrew against the wind, slowly retreating, and Voigt stooped up and picked up his original content and hugged him, striding into the bomb shelter. Lan Xin pulled Tian Jiajia and Xu Yingjie into the darkness at a speed that ordinary people could not reach. When Zhong Xiao and the chubby girl turned back by dinosaurs also came in, I saw Lan Xin growling in his mouth and waved his hand vigorously before the air raid evacuated The broken big stones and mud bricks slowly and solidified together, blocking the bomb shelter again and again!
Testers who can manipulate the four elements? The original and interesting eyes lighted up, but it was really the first time I saw it.
The last dim and strange moonlight in the bomb shelter was also blocked by the mud wall. All the people sighed and looked at the environment.
There seems to be nothing special.
The air-raid shelter was blocked by the cement door for too long. The weather and the smell of mildew dissipated throughout the year. Quietly listen, and you could hear the whispering noise of the wind passing through the cavity. These few days are probably the rainy season, and the accumulated water "ticks" hit the ground, especially in the empty and quiet environment, especially clear and strange.
A group of people took out flashlights from the storage space, Zhao Pengtian ignited a cluster of large flames at his fingertips, scorching hot and dazzling, just like his confident and strong face, and then was stopped by Lanxin: What should I do if there is not enough oxygen?"
Such a refreshing bright power?
Yuan Rong frowned. So far, "Dinosaurs", the heart of the orchid, Zhao Pengtian who set fire, and Zhong Xiao who are thinking for everyone. The probability of these four people is the square camp, or... Team entry.
And Xu Yingjie called Brother Voigt, the chubby girl was Xu Yingjie's sister, and also called Zhong Xiao as Brother Zhong. He looked very familiar. How did the seven people know each other?
Can't draw conclusions yet.
Originally, thanks to Voigt's support, he came up with a plan: "Mr. Voigt, you can lend me an umbrella as a cane. I can walk on my own, otherwise it will be too much trouble for you."
After hearing this, everyone cast their eyes.
Yuan Rong noticed that their eyes looked different. The black giant umbrella that can block the hurricane's offensive is obviously a prop. It is used subconsciously and is probably the most convenient weapon. But the natural expression is natural, and the request is reasonable. It is a high school student who does not want to lag behind, and he can't tell the place of detached NPC. He looks good. He is harmless at the age of eighteen or nine. He has a small face, white and clean, and black eyes. He is like a quiet eye.
As expected, Voigt refused.
Then he took a step forward and couldn't help but put the original content in his arms and embraced him in a gesture of holding the child.
! ! ?
"Ya, what are you doing!"
"This umbrella is too big for you to use as a crutch," Voigt smiled gently. "Furthermore, in the situation just now, I might not care about you. Vigorous exercise will increase your foot injury. You are not heavy, I just hold you."
The others thought for a moment, and felt that Voigt was not afraid of trouble and could just spy on him, and they all echoed.
In the end, Yuan Rong smelled a face, and was steadily held forward in Voigt's strong arm.
The shelter is very wide and can accommodate two cars at the same time. Seven people walking side by side do not feel crowded.
It seems that during the construction, the war has not spread too far, and the wall materials used are all high-grade rocks. With the obvious corrosion of the age and the double corrosion of the moisture, the cracks are very few.
This passage is really long. For security reasons, the pace of the pedestrian is extremely slow. About ten minutes have passed, and I have not seen the end.
The terminals that can be seen are only the darkness that is hazy as black mist, waiting for them as always.
Lan Xin felt something was wrong: "Isn't the air-raid shelter just used to avoid air raids, as long as the construction is so long?"
Tian Jiajia uncomfortably scratched his bare arm, which was blocked for too long, and the mosquitoes were extinct, but the more we walked in, the more moist, the smell of the mold was suffocating, as if the air was full of floating mold, and I felt it soon. The arm is slimy and itchy is very uncomfortable. She tried to pull down the half-length sleeve of the skirt, and then stood still.
"Wait, I change clothes. There are definitely bugs here, and my arm is itchy!"
The crowd stopped and did not look at her on their backs.
Tian Jiajia said this, and Lan Xin raised her arm afterwards, which shocked her: "My God, what is this--"
The flashlight yellow light hit, and I saw a gray moth attached to the back of her forearm. This moth was about the size of a bottle cap, and the trembling wings were buzzed by the light, but they did not fall. !
Looking closely, the big moth is covered with gray and yellow, but there is a blood-red circle in the middle of the wings, which looks like bloodshot eyes, which makes people look very uncomfortable.
Immediately, everyone understood the source of this blood red.
Lan Xin slapped this thing fiercely, the big moth fell to the ground, and Lan Xin's palm was full of blood-her own blood.
The slimy yellow powder mixed with the moth's body, and her arm was glued, she was disgusted and took out toilet paper from the storage space to wipe it fiercely, but the blood flow could not stop.
The dark red blood poured out from the tiny wound drop by drop, like a faucet opened.
Zhao Pengtian was terrified: "Why can't you stop the blood? This won't be poisonous!" He helped his girlfriend to hold the wound, but suddenly felt itchy neck.
He tremblingly touched the back neck that was bare outside the sports vest, and his fingertips touched a fluffy, moving touch.
"This shit!"
Zhao Pengtian slammed the big moth to death, but a sharp sting came from the back of his neck!
The little fat girl standing behind him was bloodied and screamed in horror: "Be careful, my God, how can't stop the blood!"
It stands to reason that a small wound bitten by a mosquito will not continue to bleed under the action of platelets, but it can be evil. The wound left by this big moth bite can't stop the blood for a while.
The chubby girl asked Zhao Pengtian to squat down, pressing the wound on his back neck with a handkerchief, barely letting the injury serious, but the toilet paper covered on Kelanxin's forearm had been stained with red blood.
Everyone looked dignified.
Although it is only a small wound, it can't stop the blood for a long time. In case there is a bloodthirsty monster inside, smell this...
Yuan Rong suddenly shyly said, "Use soil, wipe with soil."
Lan Xin's expression was astonishing, like grabbing the life-saving straw: "You know what to do!"
Yuan Rong opened his eyes and said nonsense: "Sometimes this kind of big moth will appear in our school. The teacher will wipe it with soil and wash it off with water. If it doesn't work, dig out the meat from the wound."
Lan Xin hurried to do so, hurt her, she was terribly anxious. She mobilized the soil from around to wipe it, and took out a bottle of mineral water to rinse without pain. Sure enough, after the soil was washed away, the blood stopped.
She is grateful: "Thank you, it really works."
Hara Rong smiled shyly like a deer: "Yes."
But I thought in my heart: Foolish, there is no common sense in life. Unable to stop the blood is the problem of saliva secreted by mosquitoes. It’s better that there’s a bit of virus or bacteria in the dirt here that won’t kill you.
At the end of this farce, listening to the strange noise of the wind in the cave passing through the gap, it was extremely uncomfortable, and several people had to go on the road again. But after a few steps, the chubby girl patted her head and remembered something: "Wait a minute, Sister Jiajia hasn't finished changing her clothes yet."
She said this, everyone's heart palpitated: Is she changing her wedding dress for so long?
Lan Xin's anxious turn turned, wanting to urge, then shocked in place.
So... is it Tian Jiajia?
In the place they just stood, there was a "person" standing motionless. She was wrapped in gray and yellow like she had just touched and crawled from the mud, even on her face and neck...
But the flashlight hit it, and you can see it under the strong light-her body is grayish yellow, not the soil, but the "big moth".
The moths lie quietly on their backs, each with huge scarlet dots on their backs, which looks like peeping eyes of thousands of monsters in the dark, reflecting the mysterious blood. They had no sound at all, just quietly, quietly, sucking the blood from Tian Jiajia.
Lan Xin was so scared that he dropped the flashlight. The light jumped a few steps in the darkness and disappeared. She covered her mouth, not letting her scream and blurt out.
Everyone realized that it was wrong, they couldn't take care of anything, they turned around and were shocked.
Xu Yingjie took the lead in responding and shouted: "What are you doing stupidly, save people!"
How can I save it?
There are so many moths. At first glance, Tian Jiajia's empty skin is gone. She is like a mother tree. She raised the race with blood and flesh...
Lan Xin manipulated the surrounding sand and threw it towards the moth, but he was afraid of hurting Tian Jiajia and could only gently pluck it. Unfortunately, the moth only shook its wings, sending out an extremely disgusting buzzing vibration, motionless. Finally one fell off, the first-class blood burst out of the detached wound, and the moth threw it again.
This will not work.
Tian Jiajia apparently fell into a severe coma, and Ren teammates called out one after another, but none reflected.
The saliva of such blood-sucking mosquitoes is often anesthetized and hypnotic. One may not show up, but so many thousands...
Yuan Rong turned his eyes and thought of a rancid idea: "Fire, maybe you can do it with fire."
Lan Xin asked anxiously and quickly: "They like fire? Yes, moths spit fire!" She hurriedly instructed Zhao Peng to make fire, but listening to the next second, the original voice was unhurried: "No, I mean... ...Burned them."
"You're crazy!" Lan Xin couldn't believe it. "If you burn them, Tian Jiajia will..."