Dark Blood Age

Chapter 307: Good Bugs Don't Eat

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After a long time, the sky seemed dark and weak, weak and dark, so circulating and nightmarish.

A huge grave rises in the sky, rolling smoke and flying ashes on a glutinous land.

Ant-like insects gather from time to time, pull out from time to time, busy, occasionally passing through a huge body and plugging it in.

A magnificent red beetle, leisurely dragging a dying, seemingly dying, weak red beetle, crawling towards a strange giant grave.

It's the largest melting bug pool in this mucus area, and all the dead bugs are assembled here, re-dissolved, and reused.

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Chu Yun raised his head feeling heavy, his body heavy, his arms heavy, his legs heavy... No, etc., how come it doesn't look like two legs!?

He struggled to wake up, but couldn't open his eyes.

It seems to be dragged by something, and there are bugs screaming, what exactly is this place!?

Hurry and wake up!

He wanted to strangle himself, but couldn't find the feeling of “hands”.

“Wait, I'm alive? Shouldn't I be dead?” He suddenly remembered: “Yes, the energy burst into his body at last, but how could it be here? ”

What the hell is going on!!!

It seems to smell like insect mucus underneath your body, why is it smelling so comfortable for the first time?

Lie on top and sleep dead if you want.

Doesn't your head seem to have enough capacity? Why is there still a Summoning Power?

Soon he passed out again.

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“Am I awake again? ”

Why "again"? Did you just wake up? Or dreaming?

My head hurts again, why, as if I can't remember many things!

But there's a lot going on?

Headache, not enough.

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“Am I a bug? How could I think of that! Impossible. I hate bugs. How could I be a bug? ”

“But that sentimental summons just now clearly proves that I am a bug...”

“No, I'm not a bug! I'm Chu. My name is Chu. What's Chu? Chu?”

Headache, why does the head start to ache whenever you think of a key place?

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“I remember, my name is Chu Yunsheng, yes, it must be that name! Great, I can't be a bug anymore, how could a bug have a name! ”

“But…”

“I seem to have lost a baby, important baby, what is it? ”

“Think quickly, what baby? Anyway, not without this baby! ”

My head is starting to ache again, my God, how can it always be at a critical moment...!

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“It's like a book. How can a book be a baby? I don't like school the most. ”

“Hungry? Why are you hungry? ”

“Where is this place and why is it so hot? It's breaking up! ”

“Somebody tried to hurt me, by the way. Somebody tried to hurt me. Who was it? Who wants to hurt me! ”

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Confusion…… Confusion…… Continuous confusion……

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Pfft, pfft.

“Seems to sink into what solution, why can't I feel suffocation? Don't I have to breathe anymore? ”

Uncomfortable!

The body feels dissolved, painful.

Like being corroded, strongly corroded and mutilated!

Pain, pain everywhere, pain everywhere.

I can't hold it!

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Uh--

Chu Yun raised a huge mucus bubble, drilled out the liquid surface, severely painfully stimulated, completely awake!

But he also stuck around.

His “vision” suddenly became very good, so much clearly visible in such a dim pool!

What the hell is this place? How can I be here myself?

He was surrounded by floating or sinking worm bodies, red beetles, blue beetles, golden beetles... and many insects he hadn't seen, even a dinosaur-like skeleton!

Everyone was put in this large slime pool where he was.

The mucus is blood-red, is this the tentacle geek over there?

He remembers that Shen Cheng Tentacle's nest also had a small incubation mucus pool and almost died there!

But no, there's no tentacles here to blame the thick, big meat column, but the more you look inside the giant grave?

But the giant grave is clearly not this construction!?

Chu Yunsheng only felt his head faint for a moment. He just had to think too much now, and his head didn't seem to be enough.

In any case, this should be a dangerous place, Chu Yunsheng never put himself in such a situation for too long.

He immediately wanted to “swim” to the edge of the mucus pool, but suddenly panicked!

“Hands" went there!!!

Chu Yun was stunned to find himself lifting a long broken plier!

And this plier, he's so familiar with -- the red beetle pliers.

How can it be like this?

Chu Yunsheng hastily lifted the other one, still a broken tooth plier, messed up the gods, hurry to “touch” the head with “pliers”.

It's not the same head anymore!

He was stunned in the mucus pool, and the stinging pain of scattered shelves seemed to be unfelt. He actually became a bug. He thought it was just a dream before!

Chu Yun raised his mind blank and thought short, like a dead end.

He forgot how he later climbed out of the mucus pool, in his small head, in a mess, suddenly overwhelmed, as if he had been struck by evil.

As he swayed and “climbed” to the exit of the "Giant Grave” aisle, a red beetle, much stronger than him, rushed over and opened his pliers at him.

Chu Yun raised consciously to try to pull out a flame gun or sword to fight back, but unfortunately it's all gone!

Pā!

He was easily caught in the head by the big red beetle, he fell out hard, and the other red beetles passing by didn't even look at him.

Next, climb across the street to a normal red beetle, push him right with a plier, measure back and forth, then drag Chu Yunsheng's plier directly, and climb towards another giant grave with smoke.

Chu Yunsheng suddenly woke up and the panic of becoming a worm pressed down like a tide. After his death, he finally had a mediocre, simple and resilient belief slowly formed: as long as he lived!

In the end, there is hope. When you die, everything is empty and nothing is wrong.

Struggling to resist the fate of being dragged away, he once geometrically saw the fierce red beetle in his eyes, something that had long been at the sword ash level of his men, and now he once again feels powerless.

This broken insect body is too weak. It includes two pliers all over it. None of them are intact, almost tired of injury, and the body is even more empty. Don't say that it is the fire energy characteristic of red beetles, it is to spit out a star and a half point of corrosive mucus like climbing to heaven.

Chu Yun's ascent was a bit gloomy, even if the incarnation bug is fine, it is still a lowest grade red beetle, and he is seriously injured, only afraid it is the weakest of this mucus area!

After more than a dozen struggles, he not only returned without success, but was dragged by his red beetle to “teach” a harsh lesson. Chu Yun rose to the air knot, but there was nothing he could do.

Blessings or misfortunes, misfortunes cannot be avoided!

Chu Yunsheng left it to drag, big deal was thrown into the mucus pool that seemed to dissolve the corpse just now. Ride this time, recover some strength, and later just climb out more carefully.

A good bug doesn't fight when the odds are against him!

Chu Yunsheng mocked himself happily in his agony, but was also inspiring himself. The more at this difficult and lonely time, no one can share his worries for him. He must and must learn to be tough and generous himself, that is, pretend to look "optimistic” too!

Otherwise, does he really not know if he has the courage to live with a worm?

He suppressed all negative pessimism and buried it firmly in his heart, making every effort not to think about it.

The painful experience of running away alone told him not to think about the negative things! It's easy to get into when you think about it. Once you get into it, it's a dead walking corpse, not far from real death.

Soon after, he was dragged into another giant grave by this red beetle, and as he passed through the passage, many worms and his armor lit up and hurried, seemingly “lively” compared to the dead giant grave just now.

So different, Chu Yunsheng quickly magnified it infinitely in his mind to suppress the repeated “counter-pulsations” of negative emotions.

Into the giant grave, Chu Yunsheng had not yet had time to observe the surrounding “environment”. A black pipeline of the size of the human arm stretched across the sky wrapped him up and quickly retracted into a group of pipes like Linli.

High-speed motion made his weak body feel a little dizzy, and by the time he was slightly awake, many tiny, soft, transparent tubes were constantly spraying mucus of different colors on his torso, abdomen, etc.

As soon as the mucus touched him, Chu Yunsheng could clearly feel that the broken area was returning to growth. At the same time, the anguish of an ant phage immediately attacked his consciousness, leaving him with little desire to live!

He was a little envious of the stupid red beetle a dozen meters away at the moment. It was estimated that it had little consciousness. It was also undergoing a similar “treatment” as Chu Yunsheng, but it was a stupidity with mucus in its mouth.

Approximately two hours later, Chu Yunsheng was hung up by a pipe and sent to another “site”. The tiny transparent pipe began spraying to adhere to his pliers and knife legs.

At this point, he may have realized that this giant tomb is certainly not the former "carcass pool”, but a giant tomb with the function of repairing the body of the insects.

With such a clear division of labor in the mucus area, Chu Yunsheng can't imagine how massive it will be, and how strong and high-end it will be here?

Those three simple graves in the Huangshan area, compared to here, are pediatric, like toys.

It took more than two hours to repair the pliers and four knife legs, and then another place to start repairing his surrounding crust.

The fool in front of him, who had been about ten minutes ahead of him, was probably “out of the factory" at the same time.

After a long period of repair, the feeling of the phage, Chu Yunsheng gradually became numb, but the feeling of hunger continued to strike him, confusing him.

In vertigo, it seemed like another "venue” had been changed, the fool in front of him, because the "process” was earlier than he had already begun to repair it here.

He suddenly woke up a spiritual spirit and saw a golden pipe stretching down from the top, spraying a straight line across the head of the fool, smoking.

Within a short time, dozens of clear tubules surrounded immediately wrapped around the head of the fool, demarcated by that crossed straight line, clicked, glued the head of the fool open.

The golden yellow pipe on the top retrieved, and stretched out a white pipe that twisted like an earthworm, penetrating perpendicularly into the head of a fool, a rare "stirring”, wrapped in a black “head” like mucus shrunk back, the broken mucus was finely stretched and looked disgusting.

At the same time, another white pipe was stretched down in parallel at the top, wrapped in a crystal clear "head” like a fire cloud, stickily stuffed into the cracked shell head of a fool.

Then, the tiny transparent tube immediately began to spit mucus, quickly “stitching” the fool's head...

Chu Yunsheng had just returned to the smell, and the conditions were alarmed to raise his head. Indeed, he slowly stretched a golden yellow tube over his head, spraying smoke and pointing it at his wormhead...

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Insect reversal is one of the most wonderful scenarios in this book's conception, please don't rush, keep reading, the fire guarantee, by the end of this volume, will be touched.

Of course, the time to recover is also the time to orgasm.

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