I'll hand over the system soon.

Even if he didn't understand the language, Sancho could understand the inner thoughts of this alien species at this time.

It was probably thinking that it would crush her, this ignorant insect.

Knowing that the alien had been stimulated by her and lost his mind, Sancho did not dare to waste any more time. He quickly took out the dagger and stabbed it into the mouth of the human face.

Sancho knew that this was not a fatal injury, but it could only cause a little damage to the alien species. If she only wanted to kill the alien species with one blow through fatal injuries, then she would probably be the one responsible here today.

Sancho wanted to hit the alien species again, but perhaps because anger had a buff bonus to the alien species, the speed of the bone tail exceeded her expectations. Sancho had no time to pierce the dagger into the mouth of the human face, so he had to dodge in embarrassment.

This time, the god of luck did not favor Sancho. She failed to completely avoid it, and the bone tail pierced directly into her shoulder armor.

Her injury stimulated the little guy. When Sancho heard the little guy's childish but sharp cry, its offensive became more fierce, quite intent on hurting both sides.

Sancho didn't care to stop him. Before he was picked up by Bone Tail, he stepped back quickly, leaving only a bloody hole in his body.

Regardless of the injury on his shoulder, Sancho took two steps back and immediately leaned close to the alien's neck. The hole in the neck that had been dug by the alien's bone tail was bleeding.

Sancho used this ready-made hole, pierced the dagger straight into it, and penetrated the alien's throat.

Apparently, xenomorphs, like most other creatures, have a fatal weakness in their throats.

Although Sancho's blow failed to directly kill the alien species, it also caused the alien species to lose most of its combat effectiveness, and at the same time, it also reduced all the alien species' hatred value.

Bone Tail locked onto Sancho again, and Sancho felt a slight chill on his neck. It seemed that the alien wanted to follow suit and hit her neck too.

Sancho was not interested in fighting, and hid on the other side. The bone tail was not that long, so he could not get around it, so he could only get around it from behind. The little guy who was still whipping the alien also learned inspiration from Sancho and copied it. Due to Sancho's actions, the vines quickly penetrated through the hole in the alien's neck.

The little guy's vines were much more powerful than Sancho's dagger. As soon as the vines entered the neck, they quickly deepened and lengthened, and at the same time countless branches and leaves grew inside.

The strength of the growth of plant branches and leaves should never be underestimated. Even for ordinary plants, their root systems can penetrate several meters underground, not to mention that this little guy is still a mutant plant.

The alien species could no longer scream, but it still did not give up its desire to bury Sancho with him, and pursued Sancho with its bony tail.

Affected by the injury on his shoulder, Sancho couldn't dodge in time, and was swept from the back by the bone tail, leaving a serious scratch.

Repeatedly injured, coupled with the continuous high-intensity fighting, the already fragile body was no longer able to deal with the bone and tail.

Fortunately, the little guy was quite strong. Before the bone tail was about to pierce Sancho's skull, the alien fell down first. At this time, the alien's bone tail was only twenty centimeters away from Sancho's eyebrows.

The alien fell down, and Sancho was not much better. He fell to the ground, not even daring to breathe hard.

The little fellow drew out one of his vines and came to Sancho to lift her up, but Sancho stopped him.

"Don't move, let me lie down for a while."

She glanced at the blood on the little guy's vines and the lumpy tissue that looked like alien internal organs, and felt that it would be more comfortable to just lie there.

The little guy saw that Sancho wouldn't let him help him, so he dug the vines into the alien's body.

Sancho had seen similar behavior in Hongliu in the apocalyptic plane. She guessed that the little guy was eating, but the way he was eating was a bit scary.

Sure enough, under Sancho's gaze, the alien's huge body shriveled up at a slow speed, and all the flesh and blood tissue inside was sucked away by the little guy, leaving only the thick bones.

Not knowing whether the little guy would eat the bones, Sancho quickly stopped him and said, "Don't eat the bones yet, keep them for me."

As an outstanding young man who was good at making alchemy and weapon formations, how could she give up a weapon-refining material with such good bones?

Although this plane has no spiritual energy and she cannot refine weapons, this does not prevent her from using the bones of alien species to create a magical weapon for herself.

The skin of this alien species is so strong, so the bones must be even harder.

When Sancho asked for bones, the little guy who didn't want to chew bones was so happy that he collected his vines, and then slowly became smaller, wanting to continue to stay in Sancho's hands.

But when it came close to Sancho, Sancho pressed his fingertips against it slightly.

"Wait until I give you a bath before you come up." Sancho took out a little water from the space button with difficulty.

"Wash, take a bath?" the little guy asked, "What is a bath?" Why take a bath?

Without answering the little guy, Sancho poured water on the little guy. One bottle of water was not enough, so Sancho poured another bottle on the little guy, and then the little guy was washed away.

"Take a bath? Take a bath! Take a bath!" The little guy who understood what taking a bath is was very happy and shouted, "Take a bath! If you like it, take a bath, and take a bath!"

Sancho twitched the corners of his mouth silently, "There's not that much water. I'll wash you later."

The little guy was a little discouraged, but he cheered up after a moment and said, "Wash, wash later!"

After saying that, he crawled onto Sancho's hand and formed a bracelet around it. He then raised his broken vine and stretched it out in front of Sancho, saying aggrievedly: "Broken, broken, it hurts."

Sancho is also very distressed, but she can't help the little guy heal his injuries now, so she can only feed the little guy more soul power to comfort him.

The little guy who had absorbed a lot of soul power felt happy again, but this happy mood didn't last for two seconds. When he saw Sancho's increasingly pale face, he started crying again.

The little guy's branches pointed at the bleeding wound on Sancho's shoulder armor and said, "It hurts, master."

The owner has an extra hole in his body, so it must be more painful than it is.

Sancho was indeed in pain, but he had already cried. She couldn't cry too.

She took out a piece of clothing from the space button and cut it into strips with a dagger. Sancho patiently taught the little guy to help her pass the strip of cloth through her armpits, and then bandaged the wound.

There are no medicines in the space buttons of the prisoners exiled to the ancient star. After all, they are prisoners, so how can they contain such life-saving things as medicines.

In the eyes of the empire's superiors, a prisoner's life is worthless. Anyway, there is no shortage of prisoners in such a huge empire.

If all the prisoners in the empire were exiled to Ancient Star, I am afraid that even Ancient Star would not be able to accommodate them.

After physically stopping the bleeding, Sancho forced himself to walk to the alien creature that had been sucked by the little guy with only skin and bones left. He used a dagger to pry open the heavy skin to reveal the bones inside.

The little guy knew that Sancho wanted the bones, so he diligently helped Sancho pull the skin apart, and then pulled the bones out from under the skin.

Written on 5/25.

My dears, it was too hot the past few days and I was showing off two ice creams every day, so retribution has come. Today my aunt suddenly came to visit. My stomach hurts so much that I applied for a day off. Please take a day off today. Can I update on Sunday?

Okay, if you don’t say anything I’ll take it as your consent (dog head saves life!)