Chapter 9 Xiaolong
Half asleep and half awake, Zhao Zhuo felt that he had had a dream, a very strange dream. In this dream, he rode on a huge white skeleton beast and beat the previously amazing blood Turin well. Finally, the skeleton beast spit out a dark gas to wrap the blood Turin. Wrapped up, he pulled the bright red ball out of the blood Turin's body. When the bone beast also wanted to suck the blood god in the same way, it was blocked by a voice. Zhao Zhuo clearly saw that it was himself who made a sound to stop him, but it was very strange that he seemed to have become another. A spiritual body generally exists, but the good thing is that this time did not last very long, but after about a day, Zhao Zhuo found that he could touch his body.
"Torino... Rhubarb..."
Zhao Zhuo muttered and opened his eyes. From the moment he recovered, there were many more things in his mind. These things were very complicated. It took Zhao Zhuo several seconds to realize that his name was right. The memory was not his, but from a man named Turin.
And what stunned him more was that this memory was another person, rhubarb!
After Zhao Zhuo came out of Gene City, he thought that he would not go back to that place at all. Even if he wanted to go back, he would not be able to go back in a short time. Zhao Zhuo thought so and thought about rhubarb in his heart. Zhao Zhuo had always cared more about rhubarb. When he left Gene City, Zhao Zhuo did not The discovery of rhubarb made Zhao Zhuo think of some bad places.
Turin's memory is not very complete, but there is no plot of the killing of rhubarb, which makes Zhao Zhuo feel much better, and even his senses of Turin have some changes. Turin has undoubtedly caused many problems for Zhao Zhuo, but he has an unclear relationship with rhubarb. Zhao Zhuo can see the hesitation in the eyes of Blood God and Yang Xin, but he doesn't say anything. Now there are too many problems, and there is nothing more. Zhao Zhuo doesn't mind tearing his face. He will control Turin. Control is equivalent to occupying an absolute advantage. Zhao Zhuo believes that Blood God and Yang Xin are not so stupid. As for the cracks on both sides, it is not what Zhao Zhuo needs to consider now. After returning to the base, Zhao Zhuo has a lot of time to make up for these so-called small cracks. A good meal, a guarantee of life, and a guarantee of improving ability can fill those so-called cracks.
In this doomsday, everything is bullshit, and only survival is the most important thing.
After the bright red in Turin's body was drained, he had been in a coma. There were several times in his memory. Zhao Zhuo knew that it would take at least three days to wake up. Yang Xin carried Turin on his back. They walked in front of him. Zhao Zhuo cared about the thing in his white bone tail. He walked alone at the end.
There is no doubt that the thing in the white bone tail should be a living life, but after two consecutive days, Zhao Zhuo did not find anything at all. His white bone tail did not change at all. The previous tail rupture was like a living fantasy, real and illusory, Zhao Zhuo smiled bitterly. He didn't think of such a thing.
It was not until the third day that Zhao Zhuo remembered that he had forgotten one of the dark flame on the ghost's hand. This thing was desperately sucked into the white bone tail at that time, which was definitely not a very coincidental thing. Zhao Zhuo believes that it must be There was something unexpected, he believed so, and the result... It didn't disappoint him either.
"Roar!!"
A huge roar filled the whole valley, and a fierce dark flame suddenly exploded. The dark flame rushed dozens of meters high in the sky. Countless screams like ghosts echoed in the valley, like a hundred ghosts at night. The sun was completely blocked, and the darkness completely covered the surroundings. In about 50 meters of space, the sun was isolated, and a strange black gas squirmed like tentacles between the two cliffs of the valley. Zhao Zhuo gasped, felt the uncontrollable impulse in his body, suddenly raised his mouth, roared up to the sky, and reverberated in the valley like a throat. This sound The sound covered all the other sounds, and the roar of a hundred ghosts disappeared, as if they were afraid of the roar of the king of beasts. There was only one voice left in the whole valley. Zhao Zhuo roared for nearly a quarter of an hour before he finally stopped.
The strong black gas has permeated nearly 100 meters of space around. His white bone tail swept uneasily behind him, and the white bone tail was wrapped in circles in the valley. Every time the ferocious white bones hit the valley, a huge dust fog was immediately formed, completely covered with paint. On the black fog, the black fog was as thick as a mass of mucus. Zhao Zhuo looked at his body completely through the black fog as if it did not exist. He was surprised to touch these things with his hand, but then he realized that this was not real at all.
The white bone tail seemed to come alive, constantly swallowing the black fog. The black fog spit out from its head and inhaled it from Zhao Zhuo's spine. This process lasted for nearly 10 minutes. After that, Zhao Zhuo's body trembled suddenly, and then he couldn't help breathing coldly, because Zhao Zhuo actually found that Unexpectedly, I hung in the air unconsciously.
What stepped on under his feet was not the solid ground, but some clucky bones, surrounded by a cold death, which wrapped Zhao Zhuo like a trace of fog. Zhao Zhuo narrowed his eyes and looked down to see the whole picture of the mysterious existence under his body.
The white bone tail extends from his body, about two meters long, and below it is not the familiar white inverted bone, but into a huge skeleton monster. The monster is so huge that Zhao Zhuo can't estimate it at all. He glanced to the side, but didn't find it at all. Where is the monster's head?
Zhao Zhuo swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty. Just as he was beating a drum in his heart, a voice appeared from his brain. The voice was very difficult to distinguish. It was not a human voice at all. If Zhao Zhuo hadn't woken up, he would have even thought it was just a hiss of an animal that leaked.
"You... Is it my tail?" Zhao Zhuo asked slightly hesitantly, he didn't know what words to use to summarize.
A voice echoed in his mind again. At the same time, the body of the bone monster under his body turned over, and the fog more than ten meters away turned around, and a head of more than 2 meters fell into Zhao Zhuo's eyes. This head looks like a dinosaur, but it is very ferocious. There is no trace of flesh and blood on its face full of dense cracks. The whole face looks very fragile, but it not only does not give people a strong feeling, but also gives birth to a shaky illusion. It seems that with just a gentle stroke, the face will be completely pink. Generally broken. In the black hole's eye socket, you can see two fist-sized green flames. The flames jump give Zhao Zhuo a cheerful feeling.
It... Laughing?
Zhao Zhuo was stunned, and the fear in his heart gradually faded away. He hesitated for a moment, looked deeply at the flame in his eyes and leaned forward.
"Wow~~~~"
A loud howl exploded from his brain. Zhao Zhu's body suddenly tightened, but before he had time to escape, he only felt that the white light flashed in front of him and he had lost the figure of the bone monster. His heart was shocked. Just as he was about to jump, he only felt that his chest sank, and at the same time a whimper sounded from his brain. He subconsciously looked down. As a result, Zhao Zhuo was stunned that his previous head, which was taller than his body, had shrunk several times at this moment. Only a kitten-sized skeleton dragon was leaning against his chest and rubbing his face. Perhaps he felt Zhao Zhuo's body temperature, and it kept scratching it with its claws. Blocking his hateful clothes, he wants to get into Zhao Zhuo's clothes for warmth. Zhao Zhuo saw this coquettish approach, and his heart was relieved for no reason. At the same time, he smiled bitterly. He grabbed the tail of the bone dragon and pulled it up hard.
"Wow~~~~"
The bone dragon sobbed again, and his round eyes seemed to reveal an aggrieved strange emotion.
"Are you still not my tail..."
The huge skeleton under the body seems to be like an eggshell. After the dragon was born from it, the whole skeleton turned into a dead object. Although it still has a tough white, if you look closely, you will find that the light has no substance, but just a white dead air.
Zhao Zhuo patted the head of the bone dragon and shook his head. This thing had no hostility to him, but even so, Zhao Zhuo did not relax too much. The dark flame appeared from his hand. Zhao Zhuang just wanted to implant the black flame into the body of the bone dragon, but suddenly felt the black flame. However, there was a trace of uncontrollable feeling. At the same time, an idea flashed from his mind. He suddenly threw the bone dragon hard and threw it out.
Xiaolong was thrown out of the thick fog, and the flame was out of control and seemed to be absorbed away. Before he could relax, he heard a sharp hiss outside the thick fog. At the same time, the white light flashed, and the bone Xiaolong rushed in again. The speed was so fast that it had even formed bursts of soonic explosions in the air. The sound connection is like a continuous roar of several cannons. The skeleton dragon, who had been very clever to Zhao Zhuo before, actually gave him a thrilling feeling at this time.
Looking at the white shadow of the little dragon rushing over, Zhao Zhuo was already on guard. He kicked the bones under him hard and jumped into the air. His huge wings instantly opened and wrapped his body. Despite the momentum of rising, Zhao Zhuo's ghost hand waved hard, and the miserable green skin on his hand began to change. Light, hidden.
Just half of it, the bone dragon hit its wings. The huge impact made Zhao Zhuo shuttle between the canyons like a round ball. The dragon was extremely fast and powerful. For a moment, he could not fall to the ground. Zhao Zhuo secretly suffered spontaneously in his wings. Unexpectedly, he tried a hundred times before that Ling's tricks actually have no effect on what grows on themselves, but drive it crazy.
It took nearly 2 minutes for the ghost hand to completely disappear, and the bone dragon tirelessly hit it for two minutes. In these two minutes, Zhao Zhuo suffered a lot, but the bone dragon did not seem to have any consumption. When the wings dispersed and could not feel the threatening smell of the dark flame, The bone dragon was attached to Zhao Zhuo's chest again, but at this time, Zhao Zhuo did not dare to underestimate this little monster. Although this little thing is his own big killer, it is also a huge hidden danger to himself.