Chapter 85 My Hand

The two of us have been together along the way, mostly because of the situation, but * must have been like me, who have regarded each other as fateful friends, so now I want to live with him.

I know that these crickets have keen heat perception organs. Once these fires are extinguished, their next target must be me, and now I am in a very dangerous situation.

So I accelerated my hand and climbed up desperately.

But almost at the same time, a gust of wind roared above my head, and a huge cricket rushed towards me.

I hurriedly climbed on my feet, let go of the vines, and jumped aside.

My body was still in mid-air, and I felt something inserted into the wall of the tree with a click.

That is obviously a sharp mouth device of the moth. If it is inserted, it will definitely be sucked into a mummified corpse immediately like the previous unlucky guy.

Just as I breathed a sigh of relief and was about to grab the vine next to me, my heart was half cold.

Because I caught a guy with long spines, I don't know when a dragonfly has quietly climbed up from the vine next to him and is ready to attack me.

But it didn't expect it, but I jumped over first.

There was a violent ting in my hands, chest and abdomen, but I knew that I couldn't let go. Once I let go, although I fell down more than ten meters high, I might not die, but there would be more swirling waiting for me.

So I endured the severe pain and grabbed the thorn on the body.

Fortunately, the thorns are not deep, only two or three centimeters long. Although my palm was punctured, it was not seriously injured.

The man felt that I jumped on its back, and squeaked strangely and climbed up desperately.

I think this thing is really stupid enough, so that I can save a lot of effort.

This swung seemed to want to throw me off my back at a very fast speed, so it climbed up five or six meters in an instant.

But I still grabbed it on the shoulder and didn't mean to fall.

Seeing that he couldn't get rid of me, this guy suddenly stopped again and grabbed the vine with one hand and grabbed me with the other hand.

Although I couldn't see it, I felt its movement and moved it out of its reach.

This sly may really have some kind of relationship with the monkey. Seeing that he couldn't scratch me, he became even more angry. He screamed in anger, held the vines in his hands, and began to shake his body violently up and down.

Its strength and size are obviously much bigger than that of the monkey. With such a shake, the sharp thorns in my palm hurt even more, and its head was shaken by it, almost falling from its back several times.

But fortunately, the mole didn't shake for too long. It squeaked and screamed after shaking a few times, looking very angry.

Then it began to jump back and forth on the left and right vines on its back, trying to get rid of me.

But he didn't know that I was ready to die. With a severe tingling pain, he clamped his waist with his legs.

In the end, he was really helpless. He screamed a few times and began to climb up again.

I think it may want to climb up the plank road and then find a way to get rid of me.

At this time, it was really a wave of uneven waves. There was the sound of seven or eight crickets flapping their wings not far below us, and the vines began to shake violently. It may be that other dragonflies were also driven up by the crickets below.

Fortunately, this also stimulated the mood of the sling on my back. It almost jumped to the top of the tree hole.

Then it took me to jump and flew out of the air at a distance of five or six meters. When four feet landed, it made a unique thumping sound when hitting the wooden floor.

This sly man is very cunning. As soon as he landed, his body was crooked and rolled over me.

But I also knew that it had such a move. As soon as it landed, I let go of its body, so I heard the rumble sound. This guy got out far away alone.

Although I also staggered and fell on a dog's stomach, it's at least better than being run over by its thorny body. You know, this kind of dragonfly weighs at least 300 pounds.

While it rolled forward, it had found that I was not there, so it immediately hooked the floor with its claws and made a strange creaking sound.

I knew that its next move must be to come back, tearing me into pieces to vent my dissatisfaction, so I hurriedly took out the fluorescent stick from my pocket and twisted one.

The fluorescent stick in my hand just glowed with a miserable green light, and there were a few dark shadows flashing behind it. More people were chased by the moth and climbed up the plank road, cutting off my retreat.

I think these flies originally wanted to attack directly, but when I saw me turn the green fluorescent stick, I was obviously shocked and temporarily stunned there.

I know that I don't have much time. Once the light in my hand is seen by the moths below, I will immediately become the target of public criticism.

So in a short time, I looked at the spies around me and tried to think about how to get out of trouble.

At this time, I accidentally found that the one I just brought up was much bigger than the one next to it, standing straight at least two meters high, and the black sharp claws on its five fingers looked sharper than other snails.

The most important thing is that between its claws, there are many pieces of clothes and flesh and blood left between its claws. Obviously, it is the one that causes fatal trauma to *!

The anger in my heart suddenly rushed up and almost lost my mind.

"Revenge...Revenge..." I almost bit my teeth and swore that even if I tried my best, I would kill this beast and avenge *!

But I also know that now hard fighting will only kill themselves in vain, so they don't act rashly.

Coincidentally, at this time, a huge moth rose from the sky next to me, and then instantly turned a corner and rushed to the fluorescent stick in my hand.

I was in a hurry and threw the fluorescent stick at the huge dragonfly opposite, and then my whole body fell down.

Leaning forward to the end, the flying moth and the sharp claws to cut the fluorescent stick, these three things happened almost in the same second.

A second later, I saw a huge moth almost rubbing my back and hitting the wall of the tree next to me, making a crisp sound.

Then the worm in front of me began to squeak, because after cutting the fluorescent rod that flew over with its claws, the fluorescent dye in the stick sprinkled it all over it.

The fluorescent stick I use is a 33MM model for cave exploration. The fluorescent dye inside is enough to turn this upper body into a huge light source and become a living target for all moths.

However, its companions didn't seem to understand this. They thought that the body was on fire and hurriedly rushed over to extinguish the flames on it.

As a result, a group of tangles were entangled, and almost all of them were dyed with fluorescent dyes.

At this time, the moth that hit the wall of the tree also woke up, turned around and rushed to the mites and wrestled together.

Because of such a huge weight, the ancient plank road under his feet was overwhelmed and made a crackling sound.

I hit a thrill and knew that the big thing was not good, so I hurried back and ran in the opposite direction, and then caught a hanging vine at the break of the back plank road.

A few seconds later, the plank road under his feet made a series of extremely harsh noises, and finally couldn't bear the burden and completely collapsed.

I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when I saw those fluorescent mites and moths falling down the 50 or 60-meter-high plank road with countless board fragments.

As I grabbed the vines in my hand and climbed up, I looked down and saw more moths rushing towards the dragonflies, which were like remnant candles in the hurricane and were soon submerged by countless dark shadows.

I didn't dare to relax my vigilance. I climbed up desperately with my hands and feet, then climbed up the plank road in the upper ring and ran along the plank road.

Soon, I also came to the stairs that Grandpa and they climbed up.

I climbed to the top of the stairs and pushed the board above my head with my hand, but I tried my best to find that I couldn't push it, so my heart was cold.

He said to himself, "Damn! Did grandpa and they top the board from above?

Although I thought it was very possible, I was still unwilling, so I listened with my ear to the board.