The Dark King

Suddenly, Du Dian suddenly thought of something, looking down to his ass, only to see a thick layer of blood flowing in the elevator shaft, the blood of the black behemoth!

"Is it the germ contained in this blood? But my soft armor is isolated, and the body is not exposed to this blood!" Du Dian dared to continue sitting here, hurriedly stood up, but both legs were numb, not listening, At the same time, the tingling feeling is getting heavier and heavier, coming from all parts of the body.

He bit his teeth tightly, dragging his body toward the outside, and stopped when he came to the hole where the stone came out.

The blood of the behemoth did not flow here. He leaned on the stone and gasped slightly. He looked down at himself and suddenly saw that the soft armor behind his **** didn’t know when a scratch appeared, and it flowed down to the body. Most of the blood is infiltrated from this scratch, infected into the body, and unconsciously, like a grasshopper sucking blood, so that he did not notice it, even did not feel his skin touched the blood!

Du Di'an is pale, and there is a trace of regret in his heart. If he does not come back to kill this monster, he may not be infected!

"I didn't expect to escape the hunter's pursuit, but also escaped the behemoth attack. In the end, I still haven't escaped the avenue of retribution..." Du Di'an was bitter in his heart, thinking of what people often say is "to be spared and forgiving." Maybe he won't come back, this behemoth will starve to death here, but now it falls to the point where the monster is buried.

Du Di'an leaned on the stone, and the sharp tingling of the whole body had already made him squatting, unable to climb up again, and only hoped for the last hope in his heart. I hope this germ will not kill his own life.

But contrary to expectations, in addition to the tingling sensation, he felt that his consciousness was getting more and more blurred. He raised his left hand with a little sensation and touched his forehead, and suddenly felt hot, and could not help but despair.

However, at any moment when he was in a coma, he suddenly thought that his dark blue ball could absorb heat, suddenly raised his left hand, and painfully touched the dark blue ball in his pocket and put it on his forehead.

A cold feeling immediately came, so that his turbid thinking was clear, and he looked up, but he felt that the eyelids were extremely heavy, and the dark elevator shaft before the line of sight was even more blurred.

Suddenly, he felt a slight movement in the soft armor of the chest, as if there was something struggling there.

He couldn't help but look down and lifted his left hand hard. He opened the soft armor slightly, and in the blurred line of sight, he suddenly saw a tiny **** red worm that arched in the wound wrapped in the chest gauze. The first half of the body seemed to have Drilled into the gauze, the second half is still struggling.

"Bug, bug..." Du Di'an felt awkward and raised his hand to grab it, but the burning sensation in his brain made him completely unable to lift his strength. What I saw was the insect outside the gauze on the chest. It seemed to finally break open and block it.

With a splash, Du Dian fell to the ground and stunned.

After he was in a coma, the palm of his hand still held the dark blue ball.

However, this cold ball gradually melted in his palm, turning into a light blue transparent liquid, which penetrated into the wound of his palm, as if there were countless living creatures.

In the dark, I don’t know the time.

When Dudian regained consciousness, he was hungry.

He opened his eyes blankly, but he saw the familiar picture of the elevator shaft. He couldn’t help but scream, and he didn’t die?

He suddenly thought of his high fever before the coma, and quickly touched his head, but his body temperature was normal. At this time, he noticed that his swollen palm had recovered to its original state, not only swollen, but also restored consciousness.

He hurriedly sat up and looked at the whole body.

There was no change in the body. There were many small scratches on the black soft armor of the dust. He subconsciously looked back at the black behemoth, only to see that its black body was still stuck there, and his head was cut open.

Du Di'an stunned. Was it a dream that was previously infected and high fever?

Just sitting on my own anatomy of this monster, sitting here tired of falling asleep?

Suddenly, he widened his eyes and looked around with some mistakes.

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