Food Hunter

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who would have thought that there would be a Resfa kind of person behind the door, the resentment that was too strong just now was not an illusion.

Luo Min keenly noticed the change in the eyes of the Resfa-like person in front of him, guessed what was going on, and was curious.

Why is there a Risfa-like person imprisoned here, and why is he abused in this way?

It's a pity that the language doesn't work...

Luo ignored the fierce and indifferent eyes that fell on his body, and looked at the round head nail that nailed the Resfa-like person in front of him to the wall, surrounded by substantial power of thought.

"It's the hard control effect of the operating system..."

This Resfa type can freely release the power of thought. This can be seen from the previously spreading aura. However, the Resfa type cannot break free from the round head nails that nail the limbs, obviously because of the round head. Nails have powerful control characteristics.

Luo tried to make himself look harmless, and walked slowly into the room, pulling the distance closer.

What's more surprising is that his actions did not cause a more violent reaction from Resfa's kind of people.

The black cat watched Luo walk towards the Resfa-like person step by step, scratching his beard bored, thinking that it would be easier to eat it directly? Anyway, they are all enemies, even if you want to use them, what effect can this half-crippled appearance stand for?

He was burying himself in his heart, and Luo had already arrived at a distance of two meters from the Resfa-like person, and did not continue to approach.

"These injuries..."

Luo Ningmei looked at the horrible scars on the Resfa-like human beings. The blood stains had dried up for an unknown number of times, forming a thick layer of black and red blood scabs.

His gaze glanced over the chest, which was covered by a few rags, faintly bulging, but due to the interference of blood scabs, it was still difficult to use as a basis for judging gender.

Of course, if you remove the rags below, you can get the result directly, but Luo wouldn't do such a thing.

Looking at it so closely by Luo, the Resfa-like person, who was about eleven or twelve years old, did not develop emotions such as disgust, and the previously extremely strong hostility and anger were no longer so strong.

It's just that the gaze of the Resfa-like person passed through the gap between his long hair and was firmly nailed to Luo's body, containing a trace of inescapable prayer, and his mouth began to make a hoarse sound of repeated syllables.

"Help me, help me..."

The throat seemed to be dry ground, and the words spoken were like a saw rubbing. After listening for a long time, I could barely distinguish that the voice was more feminine, but it was only slightly more feminine.

Bruna wasn't here, and Luo couldn't understand the words of the Resfa-like person in front of him, but he could hear a brief and repetitive sentence.

From opening the door to now, Luo only knows that the young Risfah in front of him is full of resentment towards his fellow clan.

I could make good use of this, but it's a pity that the language doesn't work.

However, it doesn't really matter whether you can understand or not.

Luo turned his eyes and looked at the round head nail again.

"Twelve, and there are a lot of thought power. Using the apparent aura of a normal Resfa-like person as a reference, these twelve round head nails alone can leave about 70% of the thought power."

"How much hatred is it for a young Resfah like this? Or is it because it must be done?"

"Furthermore, the body is damaged like this, but the vitality is as tenacious as a grass that has drilled out of a crack in the rock."

For a short while, Luo realized that the young Risfa-like person in front of him seemed extraordinary.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Luo raised his brows and looked at the spar on the Risfa-like person.

Got bigger?

Is it an illusion...

never mind.

Luo decided to pull out the round head nail, but not now, just stood silently, looking at the round head nail without moving his eyes.

The Risfa-like people were still speaking some meaningless words. Seeing Luo standing motionless, his tone gradually became irritable, and he couldn't see what Luo was thinking at all.

Slowly, the look in Luo's eyes finally loosened, and he changed from begging to begging.

Being imprisoned here and suffering endless torture, she knew that this was a golden opportunity, so she didn't want to miss it.

She wants to be free, but she wants revenge even more!

Even if he noticed the other party's pleading, Luo remained unmoved, he was waiting.

Ten minutes later, an imperceptible wave of thought power came from under the soles of the feet, and a bang bang was faintly heard.

"Has it started...?"

Luo stretched out his hand without warning, and pulled out the round head nail that had been nailed to the sole of the Resfa-like person.

"Pouch."

A blood arrow spurted out.

The Resfa-like person was startled, and immediately ecstatic.

Luo casually threw the round head nail aside and pulled out the second one.

After a while, all the round head nails were pulled out by him.

The Resfa-like person slid down the wall and fell to the ground, unable to get up for a while, so he could barely raise his head.

"I hope you can make a difference."

Luo whispered, then turned and left with the black cat.

"puff."

The sound of flesh and blood.

Luo and Hei Mao turned their heads and saw the Narisfa-like human being inserted into their chest with one hand, they couldn't help being stunned.

Is suicide the first thing to restore freedom?

But not so.

The Resfa type took out a red ore the size of a ping-pong ball from his chest, then tremblingly stretched out his hand and handed it to Luo.

Luo looked at the ore stained with blood and frowned slightly, seeing that the other party wanted to give the ore to himself.

After hesitating for a moment, Luo took the ore.

The trembling arm suddenly fell to the ground weakly, and the head of the Narisfa-like person who barely lifted it also dropped.

The black cat looked at the ore in Luo's hand, and the color of greed flashed in his eyes.

The power of thought lingering on the ore can be said to have no impurities at all.

Luo pinched the ore, a strange color flashed in his eyes, as if there was a line connecting the ore and the Resfa-like person, allowing him to feel the physical condition of the Resfa-like person.

Moreover, his instinct told him that this ore is the key to the Risfa-like person in front of him, just like a heart taken out with the hand of God.

Luo Si thought for a while, put away this red agate-shaped ore, then twisted a small piece of burnt fairy grass, and threw it in front of the Resfa-like person.

After doing these actions, Luo left without looking back, and directly cut out an entrance and exit on the floor of the corridor, and immediately went to the next floor.

In the room, the Narisfa-like person squirmed his body forward for a short distance, lowered his head slightly, and held the piece of burning fairy grass into his mouth.

After a while, the **** wounds on the body gradually recovered. The ore that was originally distributed around the body only the size of a thumb carapace became larger and changed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then connected together in long strips, quite a kind of Ultraman. The sense of sight.

After recovering from his injury, this Resfa-like person changed his posture and sat cross-legged.

The long hair is pulled back to the back of his head ~www.ltnovel.com~, revealing a delicate and cold immature face.

Hong Zhu, this is her name. The reason why she is imprisoned here is because of the special nature of her body, which can provide an endless stream of ore for the ethnic group.

Once the ore is generated, it will be hard to remove, and the pain can stimulate the body and accelerate the growth of the ore.

Originally, she was desperate and resentful.

But the road to heaven is boundless, Luo is here.

So, she dedicated her heart to Luo. After that, she would use all her strength to avenge her. If she survived, she would voluntarily become Luo's servant for life.

Due to the language barrier, she could not express clearly, and could only take practical actions to dig out [heart].

Hong Zhu sat on the black and red blood, staring coldly at the tightly closed wooden door of Zhongjin.

Wait until the owner of the round head nails arrives. Food hunter