Devil's girlfriend of the last days

Time passed slowly, and large swaths of snow fell from the sky.

In less than a while, layers of snow accumulated on Fang Mo's body.

In front of him, the body of the slaughterer was gradually disintegrating.

From the beginning, the slaughter was only a little bit of carbonization, but with the passage of time, this speed is accelerating.

call!

A strong cold wind blew by, not only did the snowflakes on the trees next to them all fall down, but the corpses of the slaughterers in front of them also disappeared completely.

What remained was only a faint blue light, and a very bright but not too shining flower.

The flowers as a whole present a blue light, like a blue enchantress, slowly blooming under the snowy night.

On the stamens of the blue flowers, the blue flowers bloomed with blue light.

puff!

It seemed that a fart-like sound was made, and its brilliance quickly converged, little by little, the blue light began to fade.

At the end, the whole flower turned snow white.

Seeing such a magical scene, Fang Mo was amazed again and again, and then cautiously wanted to touch the little white flower with his hands.

It is only the size of a pinky finger, and its rhizome is less than two centimeters, which looks so strange.

He touched it.

An icy feeling spread across his body from where his fingers touched the flowers in an instant, and immediately after that, ice crystals began to climb onto his palm.

The appearance of this scene caused a bad thought in his heart.

Just about to retract his hand, he felt a huge suction from above the flower.

The biggest feeling for him at this time was that this small white flower seemed to be transformed into a high-power vacuum cleaner in an instant, exploding with extreme suction power.

He wanted to withdraw his palm, but found that it was basically an extravagant wish to do this.

"Oops!"

"Nothing will happen, right?"

Fang Mo's face changed as he watched the ice crystals spreading on his palms and the white lines that began to climb on his arms.

Become a little hurried.

This thing is very strange at first, and it doesn't seem like a good thing depending on the situation.

He now regrets it.

If he had known it earlier, he would never touch it so easily.

As for now, it can only be struggling to pull back, but it is very difficult to achieve this.

The other hand can still be moved, but he dared not touch it with the other hand. If both hands are sucked by this thing, it will really be over.

"Not good!"

"If there is a monster or zombie at this time, I am afraid I will explain it here."

"In other words, how dissatisfied you are, Qingcheng, why didn't you tell me how to use the opportunity?"

Fang Mo began to mumble.

He felt that he could have received this opportunity in his hands, but because Ye Qingcheng didn't tell him how to conquer it, he was completely finished now.

of course.

Blame is absolutely not enough, just a little bit of resentment.

The source of resentment is naturally due to male self-esteem.

But soon he recovered and said to himself: "Haha, I guess Qingcheng didn't get the opportunity back then? So she doesn't know how to deal with it?"

Thinking of this, his mood relaxed a lot.

At this moment...

Click.

There was a faint cracking sound.

Fang Mo quickly focused his attention on the little flower.

Now, even if he is stupid, he knows that the mutation of this little flower is probably not over yet.

It seemed that in response to his thought, the cracking sound on the little flower became more.

In the ice and snow.

It blooms in the wind and snow.

In the cold wind.

It stands proudly, and the increasing suction power is urging Fang Mo's hand to approach, approach, and approach again...

Click!

Click!

Its entire body began to shatter.

At this moment, this little flower, the snow-white little flower, began to be covered with very strange cracks. The cracks seemed to be life force, and under the dark night, there was a weird gloomy light spot.

At first it was blue, but it quickly became red, and at the end it became pure white.

Wow!

boom!

At the moment when the little flower shattered, Fang Mo took too much effort and sat down with his butt, and his back came into close contact with a big tree, and hit it hard.

Before he could call out, the little flowers in front of them turned into dots of light, and began to swirl in the wind to come to him.

Puff puff!

I don't know if it was an illusion. When the fragments began to touch his body, he suddenly felt that his skin seemed to be punctured.

But after opening the clothes, nothing was found, the pores were still so tiny, and the skin was still so firm and firm.

The fragments of the white little flower, accompanied by the wind, fell on his clothes.

They seemed to have vitality, with a determined and powerful posture, they got into his clothes, and then landed on his skin.

itch!

Very itchy!

Fang Mo had only one feeling at this time.

But he didn't dare to scratch, and jokingly said: "I don't have any symptoms of pollen allergy, itching shouldn't happen to me..."

However, more intense itching began to appear in all parts of his body, especially under the skin and flesh, as if there were thousands of ants crawling in and out.

His face became distorted in an instant.

Such torture made him somewhat unbearable.

Fortunately, his will is very strong, only for a short moment, he restrained the hand he wanted to scratch, and then gritted his teeth and stood in place.

Soon, he found out.

Most of the areas where the body feels itching are under the tolerance of the clothes, which is the warmest place. On the contrary, the skin with the red fruit outside is not so itchy.

this is……

"Let me go Ben?"

He didn't dare to imagine, but the various tingling sensations constantly coming from his body made him have to take off his clothes that were not thick, piece by piece.

Then, the cold wind began to ravage all over his body.

For a brief moment, he did not feel the slightest itching, but a kind of extreme comfort began to spread from all parts of the body, especially in the blood under the flesh, it seemed that millions of units were being installed. The massager is constantly mobilizing its own power.

His eyes were blank, and he was standing naked in the world of ice and snow, and the snowflakes that fell from time to time fell on all parts of his body.

Cold is not cold.

However, this posture is a bit too shy.

He carefully observed the surroundings, but fortunately he didn't see any other figures, otherwise, he would really go crazy directly.

After the itching, Shu Shuang gradually receded, followed by hunger from his stomach.

He didn't eat too little tonight, and it was too easy to support such an activity.

However, Fang Mo felt that his stomach was burning at this time.

The food in it seemed to be transformed into a power he didn't know in an instant, spreading to his entire body.

Gululu!

The protest finally came, his stomach began to move, making a loud noise, which seemed to be resisting his coping method of not eating.