Let’s Lose A Billion Today First

"There are still eight days. You can only starve to death if you don't eat." Chu Zheng reminded coldly.

"There must be something else to eat on the island." Su Li clutched her stomach, full of expectations.

"No." Chuzheng broke her illusion: "There are blood races, do you eat it?"

Su Li: "..." As a blood clan, is it appropriate for you to say this?

Kindred: "..." trembling.

Chuzheng's eyes swept across the tree canopy coldly: "The blood race can eat people, why can't people eat the blood race? Don't you have to be courteous?"

Is the idiom lishang xianglai used in this way?

"My sire, our kinsmen don't eat people." The kinsmen poked their heads out of the tree, and it is necessary to justify themselves: "We only drink blood."

"Oh, the same."

"My lord...Where is the same?"

Chu Zheng was righteous and confident: "All will die."

"..." The kinsman was ashamed. Although he felt that the adult was unreasonable, he couldn't refute it at all.

Su Li glanced at the blood family: "How can the blood family eat..."

"How do you know that you can't eat it before you have eaten it?" People can eat it, why can't the blood race? There can be no racial discrimination, all things are equal.

Su Li's tone was extremely weak: "Really...is it possible?"

Bloodlines:"……"

Can you think about how I feel? !

The blood race was afraid that Chuzheng was discussing with Su Li, and really wanted to eat himself in a pot, so he quickly retracted into the tree canopy and did not dare to speak again.

Su Li took a glance, and let out a little bit of a bad breath.

It's so bad...I'm hungry!

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Chu Zheng propped his head and looked into the distance boredly.

The dark night made her sober, not drowsy at all.

She changed her posture to make herself sit more comfortable.

The rest of the light swept across the jungle on the side, and there was a white shadow standing there.

"..."

Huh! what!

Chu Zheng turned his head and looked over.

The jungle is dark and there is no white shadow.

Haunted or haunted?

Chu Zheng held his arms and called down the kinsmen on the tree: "Go and take a look nearby."

"What are you looking at?" The blood race was full of energy.

How do I know what to see, I know I want you to go! Maybe it's haunted! ! Scared to death!

Chu Zheng calmly said: "Just take a look."

Bloodlines:"……"

A few minutes after the blood clan left, Chu Zheng saw a white shadow flashing by again.

Chu Zheng sat indifferently, without moving.

Don't want to lead me away!

Don't move!

After a while, the kin came back: "My lord, there is nothing nearby."

Chu Zheng glanced around calmly, and said calmly.

The white shadow did not appear again.

At dawn the next day, Su Li was so hungry, she gritted her teeth and ate the fruits.

In ten days, it was only the third day today, and she didn't want to starve to death here.

The **** has not sent any missions, and Chuzheng can only walk aimlessly on the island.

Occasionally, a scream will be heard.

According to the blood race, there are many blood races on this island, all of which are low-level blood races.

If Ivigost is a place where humans are kept in captivity.

Then the island of death is a place where lower-level blood races are kept in captivity.

So stepping on bones or something here-that's normal.

"Why are you here?"

"Me?" Kindred pointed to himself: "Should I not be here?"

"Most of the low-level blood races look ugly, you are not like here." This blood race has a sense of elegance, more like a well-educated blood race.

"Even if I don't look like me, I like it better." The blood race grabbed the red hair and said with a smile: "My lord, the struggle in the blood race is cruel."

Thinking about what happened to the original owner, Chuzheng fell silent and changed the subject: "What else is there in Death Island?"

"Nothing." The blood race shook his head: "The blood race, the discarded food."

Those blood races who claim to have noble blood will not come here.

However, most of the blood races on Death Island are sleeping, as long as they don't make a big movement and wake up the sleeping blood races, the survival rate on the island is still quite high...The premise is that there is food.

Of course, some blood races don’t like to sleep, such as him...

"Bone." Su Li added aside.

In the past few days, she was almost finished reading the bones of her life.

Throwing up...probably not wanting to throw up.

She just wants to eat now, she is too hungry.

Chu Zheng looked into the depths of the jungle: "Maybe there are ghosts."

Su Li: "..."

Bloodlines:"……"

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The other side of the island of death.

The white-clothed boy walked barefoot in the jungle, his sleeves were soaked with blood, and the blood ran down his wrist, falling from the back of his hand to the tip of his finger.

Behind him was a blood clan.

This blood clan has only a human form, with a pair of wings behind him, and an ugly face. At this time, he was greedily looking at the young man in front.

food……

Good smell...

Eat it! !

Blood dripped from the fingertips of the young man on the grass on both sides.

The blood race licked it all in the back, and his eyes became more greedy.

The boy climbed up a steep **** and then slid down.

The bones below are dense, skulls can be seen everywhere, I don't know how many people died here.

The kinsman stood on it, watching the young man stepping on the bone, and looking at a tree growing out of the bone inexplicably.

The tree was bare, with only a few leaves left.

The young man frowned slightly, turned around and leaned against the tree, looking up at the blood race.

There was a cruel smile on the ugly face of the kin, and a dirty liquid dripped from his mouth, which was extremely disgusting.

"what……"

There was a scream not far away.

The blood clan turned his head and looked over there, the sharp claws scratched a trace on the ground.

A lot of fresh food has been coming to the island recently...but it says that it is not allowed to move.

Of course, there are also sleeping blood races who have not received this order. When they wake up, they will see the food delivered to their mouths.

The blood clan ignored the screams over there, and all his thoughts were on the young man below.

The blood race waited on it for a while, after all, it was impatient and jumped down.

A knife dropped from the boy's sleeve and held it tightly in his hand.

The blood race took a few steps back suddenly.

That knife is very weird, and the blood clan has suffered before.

Just when the two were in a stalemate, a voice came from above.

A pinch of red hair was exposed first, followed by a baby face.

Seeing him, the blood race tightened all over, and the fear in his eyes was unobstructed.

"This is not your place, what are you doing here?!"

The blood clan's voice was rough, hoarse, and unpleasant. Although he was jealous, he did not go away.

"What are you doing?" The red-haired blood raised his eyebrows and asked him.

"..." The blood family didn't say a word.

The dimples on the face of the red-haired baby are obvious: "I remember the life was passed on. You are not allowed to confess these people. You violated the regulations."

The blood race suddenly panicked: "It's not me..."

The red-haired blood tribe blinked: "But I saw you, what should I do?"

"..." The blood clan suddenly remembered something and said: "He is not that group of people!"

So it can move!

"Oh?" The dimples on the face of the red-haired blood were more obvious.

"Don't worry about your business, go back to your territory!" The blood clan growled.

"found it?"

The expression on the face of the red-haired kin was constricted, and he turned around and pushed aside the grass: "Sir, there is someone."

In the grass, the girl wandered out.

Black casual clothes, no extra decorations, exquisite features, but no expression, make her look a little cold and difficult to approach.

The red-haired blood tribe’s respectful attitude made the blood tribe below weird and vigilant.

There are also territorial divisions on the island of death.

This red-haired blood race can be regarded as a figure on the island of death.

He has a place, and now he is so respectful to a girl...Could it be the blood from over there?