Chapter One Hundred and Sixty Seven

Before the branch in No.7's hand touched the corpse, No.1's face suddenly twitched!

Under the flesh, the blue blood vessels squirmed slightly, as if they had come alive, shaking his pale skin.

Somehow, it reminded me of the crocodile body filled with white man-eating ants after I went to the island yesterday.

One should be here somehow, there is something in the water!

The original curiosity of No. 7 suddenly came to an end. She picked the silver box with a branch, with a bit of joy in her movement.

Anyway, Number One is dead. The two are not relatives or police detectives. They are not curious about how he died. The most important thing is to get the box in hand!

The branches shook the box, the water flow was stirred, and the things in the body of No. 1 seemed to be frightened, wriggling more frequently.

This scene was terrifying, and No. 7 was no exception. She couldn't help swallowing her saliva, suppressing the panic in her heart:

"This...what the **** is this...?"

But Song Qingxiao couldn't answer her question.

No. 7 licked her nervous and dry lips, and went to pull the box in the water. When she moved, she was still looking at Song Qingxiao from the corner of her eyes. She was also looking around, as if she was about to find a tree fork, she wanted to follow her. I robbed this box myself.

There was obviously something in the water, and No. 1 was caught. Naturally, neither of them dared to go down. They had to think of a way to hook the box up.

No. 1 died here, and I don't know if the box has been opened by him.

But as long as there is a chance, this box of No. 7 is bound to be won and will never be given up.

She prevented Song Qingxiao from coming over to fight, and moved the box closer in twos or twos. One end of the branch had already hooked to the handle of the box, and her wrist was stuck as soon as she turned.

As soon as No. 7 applied force, the box tilted up, rubbing the surrounding thorns and vines, making a sound.

The broken palm of Mr. Zhou placed on the top slid down with a ‘boom’, stopped for a moment at the pattern on the edge of the box, and fell into the water with a ‘boom’.

The surface of the water swelled with large ripples, and the dried and solidified blood at the wound of the broken palm was soaked in the water, and a few faint bleeds were released.

Under the gaze of Song Qingxiao and No.7, among the silt at the bottom of the water, slender light blue bugs suddenly appeared. They seemed to be tempted by the smell of blood, and rushed to move closer to Mr. Zhou's severed palm.

The bodies of those insects became slender and shortened suddenly, and they approached Mr. Zhou's severed palm. They followed the wound one after another and got in.

As the worm got into the broken palm, the palm of the hand began to swell at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after a while, thin cyan lines could be seen on the back of the hand squirming under the skin.

No. 7 opened his mouth wide, and couldn't help but let out an exclamation, "Here, is this a blood leech..."

Layers of goose bumps developed on her body, first feeling nauseous, then joyful.

It seems that No.1 is also unlucky, thinking that he has found a wonderful hiding place, but he didn't expect to have his life also given away.

Before he died, I was afraid that he hadn't even opened the box, but now it's cheaper.

After rejoicing on the 7th, he saw Mr. Zhou's broken palm again, and a pity flashed in his eyes.

This should be the ‘key’ for opening the box, but at present, it seems obvious that this key will not be retrieved.

She felt a little regretful, but she still leaned on her side and picked up the box, pulling it up little by little.

Song Qingxiao also stepped on the dry tree trunk. Seventh was worried that Song Qingxiao would reach out and grab her, defending her sideways, and at the same time speeded up the movements of his hands.

The box was pulled higher and higher, and it was dripping with water on it.

The box was hooked up more and more, and No. 7 had observed it. There was nothing on the outside of the silver box except for the traces of water.

She was holding back her ecstasy. This time she thought she was foolproof and was reaching out to catch the box, but the same thing as before happened again.

A hand abruptly appeared out of thin air, moving a step faster than No.7, and took the box that No.7 had so hard to pick up in the first place.

The figure of No. 3 appeared on the side of No. 7. As soon as she got the box, she slammed No. 7 hard, intending to knock No. 7 into the water. Taking advantage of this opportunity, she quickly stepped on the tree pole and turned to the left. Run away.

"what……"

The surprise attack on the 7th was a big shock.

Her attention was originally attracted by Song Qingxiao, and she did not expect that No.3 would be invisible next to her.

After the box was robbed, she was hit by surprise and fell into a puddle.

Life is at stake, and the hair on No.7's body immediately stood up. She let out a scream of ‘meow’ from her mouth, and at the same time she fell down, her tail yanked forcefully towards No.3’s legs.

The black long tail drew on the calf of No. 3, and No. 3 staggered, but didn't stop. He quickly jumped off the tree pole and ran out in a swift smoke.

At this time, No. 7 had no time to chase her, and she was too busy to take care of herself. The moment she fell off the tree pole, she hugged the big tree with her hands and feet, and her back was suspended. The tips of the weeds rubbed her back, giving her a kind of As if there is a horrible feeling of insects crawling.

"I X..."

No. 7 slurs again and again, and can no longer maintain the hypocritical demeanor. She is not only afraid of the insects in the water, but also afraid of Song Qingxiao taking the opportunity to attack the black hand~lightnovelpub.net~ one after another, the depression in the heart of No.7 The anger can be imagined.

She didn't have time to find revenge for No. 3, and she turned over and climbed the tree pole again. With a powerful kick on her hind legs, No. 7's body was like a dexterous cat. She leaped two or three meters away and landed steadily. On the left side of the pit, he and Song Qingxiao looked at each other for a moment.

No. 7 resisted the anger, straightened up and looked in the direction where No. 3 had disappeared, where the grass blades were shaking, where can I see a half-person figure? The number three has taken the box and has already run away.

"I X her mother!"

No. 7 couldn't help but cursed again, and was so angry that he vomited blood, "Why isn't she the one who died?"

Song Qing frowned slightly when she looked down on her in anger and frustration.

Number One died here, not knowing whether she died from the hands of the snake head she hid in the box, or from the mouth of the mutant blood leeches that died in this water.

The'key' has been destroyed, but No.3 is so eager for this box, even taking risks to **** it. It seems that the'evolution potion' in the box must be very important to her.

She thought of the wound on No.3's back, and then contacted No.7's angry look at this time. She didn't care about the box under No.3.

Although the evolutionary potion that Mr. Zhou said in his mouth sounds wonderful and tempting, in the final analysis, the experiment is not very successful.

Even Mr. Zhou himself did not dare to say 100% that this potion was absolutely useful, and he did not dare to inject it easily when he took it to the island.

After Song Qingxiao got the potion, he didn't dare to use it rashly because of his worries, but kept it close to his body.

Why are No. 3 and No. 7 so persistent?

A thought flashed in her heart, before she had time to catch it, No. 7 had a sullen look on her face:

"We cooperate and catch the number three, how about?"