Food Hunter

It took just a moment to see what happened, and he arrived at the tree hole that was still warm.

Luo slowly opened his eyes, and when he realized that his situation was extremely bad, he became terribly calm.

He looked at the fire that was about to burn out, gently raised his hand, took a few pieces of wood directly from the tree wall, and threw it into the fire after getting rid of the water.

After that, he didn't support the fire, just watched the flames gradually rise, and the temperature threw on his face, making the flames in his eyes.

This is the fourth time, and just in the third time, it should be a showdown.

If you want to get away, you have to find out the "it", and then get to the root cause.

How to find it is a problem, and there is one thing to pay attention to, that is, does "it" have the ability to kill itself, is it a fish on the chopping board, and does not even have the opportunity to struggle?

If it is, then any action you do to get out of it will be in vain.

As the saying goes, he would rather believe that there is something or not. At this moment, Luo can only rather believe that there is nothing.

That "it" has already taken off the mask and can't continue to play happily. If the scenes of the first three times are just for spiritual enjoyment, then there shouldn't be a fourth time.

In other words, that "it" may be because of some reason, you need to wander around forever to get something.

On the bright side, that "it" can't directly take one's life.

"Stay for a week, just in the tree hole."

Luo suddenly looked at Bi Siji and said without beginning or end.

Bi Siji happened to wake up at this moment and was taken aback when he heard Luo's words.

"Give him a week of recovery time. Before that, I will stay in the tree hole. If a week has passed and he still can't leave, then throw it away."

Luo pointed his thumb at the sleeping Dongba, instead of calling his name directly, but using "he".

At this time, if it is the real Bisji, how will it react?

"A week, almost."

Bi Siji's reaction was dull. She glanced at Dongba with a pity.

Luo Jingjing observed Bi Siji's words and deeds, and suddenly moved a certain distance back, so that her face was as far away from the firelight as possible and buried in the shadows.

Of course there will be such an idea that all the words and deeds of Bisji and Black Cat are derived from their own cognition, just like a script created deep in their subconsciousness, using what they think is natural to determine them. What to say next, what to do.

"Bisji will be crazy about his muscular figure."

Luo used a subjective attitude to persuade himself with a hypnotic method, and wanted to see if Bi Siji would suddenly abandon the image of Lori, and then become a fan of her original figure.

He thought this way, then stared at Bisji.

The anticipated change did not happen, but the ill-intentioned look in his eyes, which made Bi Siji admire it with a strange look.

Even if it was illusory, Luo didn't want to be regarded as a pervert by Bi Si Ji, so he narrowed his gaze in time.

He thought that "it" really didn't know how to cooperate at all, and it might be that it was not strong enough to kill than Sigi's toned body, so that "it" thought it was unnecessary to expose its feet again.

Or, for all the following time, that "it" will not show up in a way that reveals its identity.

Thinking of this, Luo stretched out his hand and gently stroked Bruna's head lying beside him. If possible, you would be asleep every minute and every second.

Knowing clearly that it is illusory now, instead there is a hint of inexplicable randomness. Of course, there will be worries about his current situation in the real situation, as well as the current situation of Bi Siji and others.

I can't convince myself at all to take things as I go.

It's just that nothing can be done except waiting for the next changes.

At this moment, the black cat leaned over, and Luo and Bi Siji both woke up, so he didn't need to stay on guard by the tree hole.

"You don't really want to stay here for a week? Or let's go for a stroll and see if we can find the vegetables and fruits you need."

The black cat looked expectant, he was still thinking about the turkey, for fear that it would affect the original flavor if it was left for too long.

"Don't go." Luo ruthlessly refused.

The black cat opened his silver eyes and said, "Don't you always say that you have to grasp the freshness of every rare ingredient? If you leave it for a long time, no matter how good the ingredients are, the flavor will be lost!"

"Is there?" Luo said lightly.

The black cat looked at Luo in disbelief.

Subsequently, Luo stayed in the tree hole all day, until late at night, the shadow reflected by the fire light suddenly turned against the guest, dragging him into the darkness.

This time, I really have the touch that I should have when I die.

The previous three times, once the body turned into countless granulation buds and collapsed, once was weathered into sand in sound waves, and once was swallowed directly. The whole process was painless to the end.

Until the fourth time he was dragged into the darkness by the shadow, he experienced the process of suffocation and death.

The "it" hidden behind the scenes began to show the knife.

After that, once a day.

For the fifth time, a few flames the size of a thumb armor jumped out of the burned fire, pierced through his chest and injected into his heart, letting Luo experience what it meant to be painful.

For the sixth time, countless small insects drilled out of the tree wall, directly biting through Luo's back, not even letting go of the bones, and gnawing away.

For the seventh time, several pairs of small black hands squeezed Luo's eyes, and then, like a million tons of hydraulics, flattened his body inch by inch.

For the eighth time, several sarcomas appeared in Luo's abdomen, and then they burst apart and turned into extremely corrosive acid, which instantly turned him into a paralytic pus.

Using various exaggerated methods to make Luo experience death again and again, in an attempt to overwhelm Luo's nerves.

However, the more so, Luo became calmer, although he had to endure some real physical pain, but this gradually showed that the "it" might really have no means to kill him.

Until the fifteenth time, the "it" might be aware of this, so it added the "interactive" element in Luo's alone death session.

On this day, the sound of wind and rain that had lasted more than a dozen times disappeared the moment Luo opened his eyes.

Listening carefully, everything is quiet, even the slight crackling of the fire is gone.

This change made Luo not very accustomed to it. During so many deaths, he had been observing, but found nothing.

In the tree hole, Bi Si Ji and the others were sleeping, and the black cat did not watch the tree hole, but reflected on the back of Luo's hand. This was the second change.

Suddenly ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ two ringtones came from the silent outside, one anxious and the other slow, without a tacit understanding.

The hurried ringtone seemed to be a reminder of the soul.

The slow bell, as if calling a soul.

Luo frowned and looked towards the opening of the tree, but saw that the bark was torn apart like a paper window. There was an identical tree in front of him across the center of his sight. At the same height, there was also a tree hole.

However, a two-tailed snake covered with strange patterns snaked out from there, with a walnut-sized sarcoma hanging from the end of its tail, which kept ringing when it shook.

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