Chapter 166 Catching Insect-eating Flowers 3

Under the remaining moon, the scenery on the top of the mountain is faintly revealed.

The whole peak is quite steep, and there are some trees halfway up the mountain, but at the top of the mountain, it is almost bare. Rocks everywhere **, the only color is the color of the rocks of different textures, so that the cap is not so monotonous.

The fat man looked around and looked carefully with a faint starlight. The area on the top of the mountain was not very large. In a moment, the fat man checked the whole place, but where was there any trace of insect-eating flowers? The fat man sat down on a pleated red rock, gasped slightly, and looked up at the sky. The remaining moon was about to disappear. It was the best time for the old man to catch the insect-eating flower. The fat man couldn't help thinking, what went wrong?

Suddenly, the fat man found that his legs were slightly itchy. He looked down and saw a few small insects the size of fingernails crawling over his legs. The fat man was irritable, so he wanted to shake his legs and drive the worms away. Suddenly, he moved his mind and ate the insect flower. As the name implies, the insect-eating flower should be worms as food. I don't know if it's these small insects? At that moment, the fat man calmed down and let the unknown little bug crawl over his feet, but his eyes looked at the few insects crawling in the front.

Looking forward, the fat man suddenly found that some of the same insects crawled from other directions and crawled towards a slightly yellow stone. Some bugs have gathered next to the yellow rock.

The fat man quickly cheered up and walked towards the stone. This stone is extremely strange. The fat man is sure that he didn't find a yellow rock here just now, mostly red, black and gray, but not a yellow one. In this way, it only shows that there is something wrong with this yellow rock.

The moon is gradually sinking, and the dark clouds seem to be chasing the footprints of the moon. Gradually, they are accompanied by the moon, and the sky is getting darker and darker.

The fat man has come to the yellow stone. With the faint light, he opened his eyes wide and looked carefully.

A yellow flower blooms on the stone, as if it had been carefully carved by a stone carving master. At first, the fat man thought it was a real flower blooming on the stone, but when he looked a little closer, he found that the flower was part of the stone and a surface of the big stone. The fat man couldn't help sighing at the magic of nature.

Some insects "dance" around the stone.

At the beginning, the fat man saw that the insects were turning around the stone, so he stepped back a little and found that the trajectory of the insects was traceable, which was like a dance, and the insects were dancing around the non-existent yellow flower.

The fat man couldn't help grabbing a bug and looked at it carefully. The little worm suddenly struggled violently, and its two hind legs were like serrated. The fat man was a little careless, and the little worm's hind legs scratched a blood mark on the fat man's fingers. The fat man was slightly shocked, and the little worm fell to the ground, but the puzzle was that the little worm seemed to have completely forgotten everything just now. Instead of revenge on the fat man, he continued to dance.

Is there anything that attracts bugs? What is it, a worm-eating flower? I don't know.

The fat man looked aside for a long time. Most of the time, he focused on the light yellow stone and vaguely felt that there was something strange in the stone. He looked at it for a long time and found that these bugs were still normal.

It's almost dawn.

The fat man looked at the edge of the sky, and a golden light inlaid the night with a golden edge. At this time, the insects that had been dancing changed. It seemed that they had danced all night. When they were tired, they returned to the original road one after another. The fat man paid close attention to it and found that not all the bugs had left. Some of the bugs closest to the big stone were still jumping tirelessly. I don't know if it was not really serious at night. The fat man found that those bugs were a little bigger than at night and had a feeling of obesity.

Although he didn't know why, the fat man felt that something was about to happen. At this time, he didn't dare to be angry and stared at the dancing bug.

For nearly ten minutes, these little insects suddenly tilted their bodies, turned over, and then kicked their limbs. After a few seconds, there was no movement.

When he died, the fat man was slightly shocked and wanted to go out, but he saw a small thing like a flower crawling out from under the big stone and quickly restrain his breath. Insect-eating flower? The fat man exclaimed in his heart. Looking at the appearance of the little thing, as the old man said, it was the insect-eating flower, and the fat man's face involuntarily showed a trace of joy. I finally found him and didn't come here for nothing.

The insect-eating flower is extremely cautious, and its footsteps move very slowly. It can be said that he turns back step by step. He climbed dozens of centimeters for more than ten minutes to reach the dead worm. It seemed to be relieved and climbed on the dead worm, and its soft and long body suddenly wrapped the worm.

Then, a flower bloomed from the worm. Even without the sun, the flower looked extremely delicate. At that time, the fat man had a feeling of shaking his heart and intoxicated in it. The flower was so beautiful that no woman could refuse its charm, but she did not know that it was the cover of a B-level warcraft.

The body of the small insect covered under the body gradually became smaller, and the outer color of the 'hidden' of the insect-eating flower became more and more delicate.

For a while, the flowers on the insect-eating flower were tied behind like a peacock's tail and rushed to another small worm. This time, the worm-eating flower was completely relieved and rushed to another dead worm at a very fast speed. In an instant, the little worm was swallowed up, and the worm-eating flower pounced down on a small worm again.

The fat man suddenly became dull, fast, too fast. It's not the speed of devouring, but the speed of the movement of the devouring flower. This speed is only slower than the magic pet phantom of Tuobafeng. It is like chasing the wind. In an instant, it disappears within the capture range of the human eye, as if it were teleportation. Considering that the volume of the insect-eating flower is one hundredth of that of the illusion, its horror is even more shocking. If the position of the insect-eating flower has not changed, the fat man can't even find out whether he has moved.

The fat man felt a lot of sweat gushing out of the palm of his hand. At such a fast speed, how much kinetic energy is, and hitting a human body can definitely cause several times more power than bullets. Since practicing the Eight Deaths, the fat man's physical quality has been greatly improved. It is not too much to say that the copper-headed iron arm, but seeing this speed, An unprecedented trace of panic rose in his heart.

One hit must be hit! Never give the opportunity to attack insect-eating flowers!

Looking at the insect-eating flower again, the fat man couldn't help calculating carefully. The insect-eating flower moves very fast. At this time, it is simply a solutionless existence. The only opportunity to capture him is the moment when it devours the worm. At this time, the fat man observed carefully and found that it was about three seconds. The only opportunity was in these three seconds. Once the insect-eating flower escapes, the fat man simply chased after it. The possibility of hitting, if the worm-eating flower gives up devouring insects and attacks the fat man, the fat man will inevitably face the biggest challenge of life. For the B-level warcraft, the fat man is not afraid at all. He is as heavy as a cannonball, powerful, but the insect-eating flower's ultra-high speed, extremely small volume, like a mosquito, cannon hits mosquitoes? Can you stop it? And mosquitoes are enough to pierce hundreds of holes in this meat cannon.

After waiting for a few seconds, when the insect-eating flower was about to devour the last insect, the fat man finally took action.

For human beings, it is a law when the human spirit is most relaxed at the last moment last night, but whether this law is also effective for warcraft such as worm-eating flowers, the fat man is not clear, but the fat man has to win, at least at this moment is the most likely to succeed.

Seeing the insect-eating flower pressing on the last little insect, the fat man rushed out, and the middle-level cultivation was all used, and suddenly the wind made a louder. The fat man didn't care about this. He grabbed the special backpack given to him by the old man to catch the insect-eating flower, and put it as a head cover for the insect-eating flower.

With a bang, the fat man pounced on the ground.

Suddenly, there was a throbbing in the fat man's heart, and he caught a glimpse of a colorful shadow in his eyes. Suddenly, the colored light disappeared.

Didn't catch it? The fat man didn't have time to verify whether the insect-eating flower was caught in his backpack. The color rose again and disappeared from his sight again in an instant.

It's terrible. The sight can't catch the movement trajectory of the insect-eating flower at all. The speed of the insect-eating flower is too fast. In a critical situation, the fat man roared in his heart, "Automatically pick it up!"

"Bang!" A soft sound!

The plug-in prompt in my mind, "Pick it up successfully!"

The fat man was overjoyed and quickly threw the insect-eating flower in his hand into the backpack, and then shook the backpack hard. After a few throws, I didn't feel the slightest movement in my backpack, and then I felt at ease.

The fat man turned around and wanted to leave, suddenly thinking of the strange yellow stone last night, and the insect-eating flower seemed to come out from under the yellow stone?

When I came to the stone, the yellow flowers on the surface of the stone somehow faded, and even the flower carved in the stone became unclear. If you don't look closely, you can't see its shape. The fat man looked carefully and found that there was a small cave under the stone. The fat man pushed the stone hard, but found that the stone did not move. When he exerted ten strength, the stone was still stunned, as if it were connected to the whole mountain.

In desperation, the fat man gave up the idea of digging the cave. The fat man guessed that there must be good things in it. Maybe there are also insect-eating flowers in it, but obviously he can't be forced. Maybe he can come out automatically in the same way as last night.

It was quite smooth to go down the mountain. Although he met some monsters, he was not afraid of the strength in the middle of the fat man's transformation. At the foot of the mountain, the fat man had a few more B and C-level magic nuclei in his pocket. As for the A-level warcraft, although the fat man was not afraid of it, it was a little troublesome to pass it, so he simply avoided it.

Walking along the foot of the mountain, about five kilometers away is the residence of the old man and his granddaughter. Seeing the fat man returning, she deliberately raised her backpack and motioned to catch the insect-eating flower. Xiaomili shouted happily.

Entering the room, the fat man handed the backpack to the old man. After the old man shook the backpack hard for a few times, his face flashed with extreme excitement and slowly opened the backpack.

A finger-sized piece of meat and insects sleep peacefully at the bottom of the bag, and the colorful wings on their back occasionally flap.

"Okay, okay." The old man was overjoyed and took the fat man's hand and shouted, "Two days later, you can return to the mountains of the two worlds."