This irregular sarcoma is full of many organs similar to the human eye.

It was also at this moment that I found out that it was not the dead eye, not the source I imagined, but a living creature!

The eyes on it are definitely able to see things, and can also see that kind of human eyes.

When it saw me, I could clearly feel the vigilance that was carried in those eyes, the creepy hostility that was carried.

This creature is not simple.

The kind of hostility it reveals can make me nervous, and in that sense, it should be a threat to me.

My sixth sense should not be wrong... this monster may not be as simple as I thought!

"Stay away from me."

Suddenly, a strange voice sounded cold in my brain.

The sound was like an echo, the voice of an adult man, it sounded buzzing, and the tone was so cold that it made people hairy.

Is this something you’re talking to me?

“Fuck, can you still talk?” he asked, looking at it in amazement, “What are you doing?

It seemed to be confused by my series of questions, and it took a moment to react.

"Stay away from me."It repeats the side.

I did not respond to it, but swam to it, and slowly stopped at a position about two meters away from it.

“Are you asking me or threatening me?”I asked with a smiley face.

It did not speak, but the eyes on the surface of its body turned, as if it were looking at me, and then stopped at the Qingchun breeze.

For this murder weapon, it seems to be taboo, the seemingly cold eyes, there is a smell of vigilance, I can see.

“I am the son of the black-robed king... you...”

Without waiting for it to finish, I had turned my way and swam right below the sarcoma.

“The Black King’s Son?”Are you the one who came to the Northeast?”I shrieked in my head, chatting like a small talk, swam to the bottom of it and glanced at it.

The bottom of the monster is not the same as it is elsewhere.

There are no eyes below, but there is something like a rattlesnake, the whole is red, and the red is particularly pure.

Looks like a complete paste, really, not like something that grows on its body.

“It should be here to get the knife...” I muttered, raised my right hand, and held the tip of the knife to the red ribs at one end of the red rib vein, slowly pushing in.

In the process, the sarcoma spoke to me again, all threatening inside and outside the words, but its tone revealed an inexplicable fear.

It seems to know what I want to do.

Stay away from me, don't touch me!

“Hey, look at what you said...” I said with a smiley face, stabbed most of the knife in, and then swam sideways, slowly tugging at the knife and began to row.

I have to say that this place is very good with the knife, because the circle around its body is not only full of eyes, but also has many dense tentacles.

But those tentacles should not have the ability to attack people.

They are all taut, tauted into a straight line, and the other end is connected with an incompicable position in the distance.

Although they do not attack people, but when I moved downstream, I found that those tentacles are extremely tough, not like this monster itself is so bully.

Trying to break them...it seems a bit difficult.

But when I inserted it into my body with a knife, I unexpectedly found that this thing was better than I thought, maybe I was looking for a good place.

One-size-fits-all past, with almost no sense of obstruction, smoother than cutting tofu.

As the wound grew larger, the sarcoma spoke to me in a tone that was not so cold, and on the contrary, it showed a feeling of panic.

At this moment, I also probably find out its identity, of course, I have no direct evidence, just by feeling ... it is like the god who appeared in the northeast, and the breath is very similar to the black robe king.

But the power it can exert is far from the Son of God, perhaps it is as if it is separated from the mountains, and I feel that the fighting power of this thing is not strong, and the strongest should be the ability to devour those ancient atmospheres in the ground.

“Stay away from me, don’t touch me!”

Hearing this, the more I opened the knife to operate on it, and the expression on my face was the same as the New Year, and I strangled the knife with me.

Most of the wounds were rolled over, and you could see the "skin" under it, which was like a white rubber tissue.

The creature seemed to have no blood, even though the wound was so long and wide, and there was no leaking something akin to blood... but I vaguely felt that something was flowing out of the wound.

It's not blood, it's anger.

When I pulled out the knife and turned over and swam up, I saw those tightened tentacles before, and now there were some signs of dryness...

As with the wind drying, each tenta is full of folds, but also taut, many places look at some bending, soft paralytic paralytic through a smell of disease.

The strange creature was constantly howling, and at first could communicate with me in words, and then it was a howl directly, a more wild howl than the howl of the beast.

Although this ghost can't cause a substantial attack on me, but I still can't stand it, the tortoise grandson's miserable voice is too annoying, so I did not stir my brain into a paste.

In addition, my body is constantly corroded by the surrounding liquid, which is not generally uncomfortable, and it is not generally uncomfortable to hit it together...

"Your mother's, it's not over!"I clung to my teeth, my tears almost instinctively flowing out, and my body vaguely had a sense of spasm, a slight twitch.

I felt the pain and quickly swam around the monster.

Indeed, on the side of this monster, as she said, there was indeed a hole in the dent.

At the bottom of the pothole, there is a faint red light, and this red light is not dazzling, or even said to be weak, and if you do not look carefully, it seems to be deliberately hidden.

Finding the dead hole of this monster, I grinned, lifted the knife, and poked it into the bottom of the pit.

This is not poking, take the knife to poked in, I instantly froze.

An indescribable sense of paralysis, spreading rapidly from my calf, felt like being electrocuted, even more serious than that, to the point of pain.

When I looked down, my calf had been pierced by a dozen chopsticks-sized tentacles, one in the other, and more tentacles sticking out of the monster, as if to fight to death with me.

“Come... your mother’s can kill me even if you’re tough... if you don’t kill me... you’re dead...” I gritted my teeth and scolded in my head.

But this monster was unmoved, still hissing, and constantly manipulating those tentacles to throttle me.

To be honest, the substantial damage caused to me by these things is limited, at most, it is to make me feel bad for a while, and it has caused some obstacles to my actions.

It was too late, and it couldn’t stop me.

Under my full force, the knife quickly slipped into its dead hole, and this big pit gradually appeared to collapse, as if thrown into the boiling water melted sugar, from the edge of the pit, until the spread of the whole body.

Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but relax my breath, but what I couldn't think of was... At the same time that its body collapsed, what was the situation in the depths of its dead hole, and it gradually exposed.

In its flesh, at the bottom of the pit, there is a small figure of black iron cast.

And in front of the portrait, there is a brand new ... color photo.

It was a picture of the real fairy, and it had just been taken, and the date could be seen in a corner of the photo roll up.

Without waiting for me to react to what was going on, a dazzling red light lit up in that little iron person in an instant.

The photos placed in front of the portrait also began to burn in an instant, even if it was full of liquid around, and the photos of the real fairy were also burned into powder.