Yange stood up.

She walked to the man who had fallen to the ground, stood high, and looked at the man's face, which was almost distorted because of the pain, and her toes crossed the man's head and went out.

The room was dark, and the light was not much better when we went out.

This seems to be a small base where the sky is blocked.

Yan Ge went all the way and did not see anyone else.

But I found green plants everywhere, and some small potted plants.

This should be planted by the original owner.

After all, most of these people in the last days thought that woody abilities could only plant flowers and grass.

Come between the so-called old convention that the man said earlier.

Yange did not find a place to receive the plot in this plane.

She paced in this small base, watching the flowers and plants planted by the original owner, while also adjusting her internal interest.

This body's ability is still a little weak today.

The ability to support her in one hit has already overdrawn her body.

She needs to adjust her breath as soon as possible to recover her condition.

It didn't take long for those associates in the man's mouth to come.

A group of men, Yan Ge at a glance, twelve people.

Each one is very individual.

Of course, with her body's current ability, it is really impossible to scan out what abilities these people have at a glance.

Her eyes fell on the man who walked last.

The man wore a gray suit. Compared to other more sloppy outfits, his clothes were extremely clean and tidy, and his clothes and pants seemed to be ironed without any wrinkles.

And this man is still almost bald.

Regardless of men and women, once they are bald, they are no different from ugliness.

But this man, although a sloppy head, looks very individual because of his profound features.

Probably noticed Yange's eyes, he looked away from the flowers and plants in the room and fell on Yange.

One of these guys is a dog nose.

He probably smelled bloody, his face sank, and he walked away from Yange and walked to the back room.

The man who was previously put on the ground by numerous tree roots can no longer be regarded as a man at this moment.

At best, it's a flower pot.

Because he had grown a lot of red branches and branches, and even his head was no exception. These branches rose quickly, and some even grew buds, which seemed to be blooming soon.

The man entering the door was nicknamed Dog Three. He didn't expect to see such a weird scene and was taken aback by being scared.

Several companions came in behind him: "Look, isn't it the degree?"

"Yes, the clothes he wears today, and the iron circles in his hands."

"Fuck, who killed it? So cruel!"

Others approached, trying to touch the buds that had grown on the body, and wanted to see if they were true or false: "What kind of ghosts are these red and bright stuff?"

The voice of Yan Song came behind him: "Don't touch it, there is no guarantee of poison."

The eyes of everyone fell on Yan Ge's body.

In fact, when everyone came in, their eyes were already attracted by the words.

In this last age, most women are gray-faced, as are men.

Everyone is living a wolf howling, one by one is life or death or betrayal, so it is difficult to hide the vicissitudes in his eyes.

But in front of this woman, she was wearing a turquoise skirt, and she was standing there pretty.

Faithfulness and kindness, at a glance, make people's eyes bright, the whole simple dark room is bright and bright because of her.