Chapter 12 Take out the grenade

On the side of the giant ice slug, a huge bulge appeared in front of Pan Hongsheng. It was obviously a grenade that plunged into the body of the ice slug, but it did not explode because it was frozen as soon as it came into contact. Otherwise, this salamad may have been destined to have been destined.

"What's going on?" Zhang Bowen obviously saw it, and his face was also not good-looking.

The giant ice salamand has shown a friendly enough meaning. After giving the red melt grass to Pan Hongsheng, it turned around to let him see the wound. Obviously, it wanted to seek his help, but it had been put on the ground to explain that no matter whether he could cure himself or not, the herb had belonged to him.

"I'll go and have a look. You put away the red molten grass. Don't touch it with your hands, or I'll have to save you." Pan Hongsheng frowned and walked towards the giant ice salam more. Zhang Bowen wanted to stop it but didn't say it. He took out the bottle from his schoolbag and twisted it open for a long time, and then studied how to put the red molten grass in the jade in it.

Pan Hongsheng, who raised his hands, walked step by step towards the giant ice salamant to show that he was not hostile, and although the huge eyeball of the ice salamant could not see any emotional color, it was obviously not hostile.

Slowly walked to the wound of the grenade. Even if Pan Hongsheng was well prepared, he couldn't help but change his face when he saw it at close range.

Nearly one-third of the grenades with the thickness of arms are in the body of the ice salamb, and the rest is outside but have been wrapped in a thick layer of ice crystals. Pan Hongsheng can see the contact between the grenade and the salam d's, and there has been a trace of crack in the body of the ice salam d's.

This is a semi-permeable creature like a salambant, which can constantly secrete. ** To ensure the rapid recovery of the skin, if it were other animals, I'm afraid they would have died for a long time now.

Pan Hongsheng subconsciously reached out and wanted to touch it. As a result, he was shocked by the 'hs' sound from the salambant's mouth and stopped. He put it in the air awkwardly and didn't know what to do.

"I'll take this out for you. You have to bear with it." After waiting for half a minute, the salamant did not make a sound again. Pan Hongsheng hesitated for a moment and did not care whether the other party could understand or not.

With the true circulation in the body, Pan Hongsheng naturally knows the surface temperature of the ice salamant, which can extinguish the grenade that is about to explode and imagine how low the temperature is.

His hands and eyes turned into a faint gold at the same time. Pan Hongsheng squeezed his mouth and gently touched the ice-sealed grenade, and then found that the ice salamb did not move. After being slightly relieved, the palm of his hand slowly stuck to the cracked wound between the ice salamand and the grenade.

If you want the wound to heal, you must remove the grenade, and now it seems that the grenade seems to have become part of the salamblet. Although Pan Hongsheng is not a doctor, he also knows what the first step is.

Dig out all the cracked skin!

Yes, only in this way can the whole frozen grenade be taken out without hurting the internal organs. If brute force is used, it is likely to make it die.

Pulling the corners of his mouth, Pan Hongsheng didn't seem to be able to get this hand, but the slightly smaller salambler behind him hissed twice, as if urging Pan Hongsheng.

"Hear with it." Looking back, he found that Zhang Bowen also looked at himself nervously. Pan Hongsheng gritted his teeth and said, and then his right hand stood up into a hand knife, and the golden color with mango suddenly inserted into the cracked meat of the ice salambant!

A fluffy ice-blue ** suddenly flowed out. Obviously, when Pan Hongsheng inserted his right hand into the cracked wound of the salamand, the injured icy salamado shook, but did not move at all.

"Hear again!" I don't know what's going on. With the trembling of the giant salamb, Pan Hongsheng's heart was also fiercely tampered, and his face was full of pain.

He really doesn't want to tear the cracked wound anymore, but if he doesn't do so, the grenade will never be able to be removed, and God knows how long it will be when he will meet the next kind-hearted person to help him take out the grenade.

His right hand slowly scratched around the cracked wound. Every time Pan Hongsheng walked a little more, his heart ached. He could feel the giant ice salam more trembling and digging holes in the wound. How painful it was!

Pan Hongsheng wanted to run for a week at the fastest speed, but found that if the semi-permeable skin of the salambant could not control the blue blood well, it took nearly five minutes for Pan Hongsheng to return to his position and row all the cracked skin into his circle.

Pan Hongsheng, who finished the first book, knew that he would take out the grenade before the wound was frozen again.

Pan Hongsheng, who took a deep breath, couldn't bear to open his eyes. His hands turned into knives and slowly touched down the shape of the grenade. Layers of golden light emitted from his body, and feeling the layer of light, the tremellant salamb was slightly better, and the 'hss' sound seemed to tell Pan Hongsheng to continue. .

Fortunately, there were not many grenades in it. When Pan Hongsheng's hand neck sank into the body of the salamant, he finally found the warhead of the grenade, and then slowly separated the meat around the warhead that had grown with the salamant and gently took out the grenade.

Little by little, Pan Hongsheng's movements were slow and scary, and Zhang Bowen, who was not far away, stared at Pan Hongsheng with his trembling body. At this moment, the two people's moods were surprisingly similar, that is, they had to take out the grenade of this giant smande no matter what.

This is the pain caused by human beings. They are not hostile to Pan Hongsheng and Zhang Bowen, which has explained a lot.

Finally, it took nearly ten minutes for Pan Hongsheng to take out the grenade and throw it aside. At this time, the ice salamer did not seem to tremble, but lay quietly there motionless.

Pan Hongsheng sat on the ground in a daze. His body was covered with a layer of ice, which was caused by the condensation of Zhen Kong in his hands without taking into account other positions. But at this moment, looking at the big hole on the salamant, he felt pain from the bottom of his heart.

"Don't move." With a long breath, Pan Hongsheng looked at the cave slightly, then stood up and said to the salamshell as if to himself. Then he slowly put his hands around the dark blue hole and slowly rubbed it. With Pan Hongsheng's rubbing, a faint layer of golden light was flowing out of Pan Hongsheng's hands, faintly towards The body surface of the giant slinger penetrated.

With the golden light slowly covering the surface of the slinger. Although the originally cracked skin did not heal, it no longer oozed blue **. Although there was no change in the big dark blue hole, the giant slinger, which was tired and did not want to move, spit out its tongue slightly and made a 'hing' sound.

At this moment, Zhang Bowen and Pan Hongsheng stared at the wound nervously. Neither of them found that the two giant ice salams had no emotion at all, but they were slightly moved.