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Shu Jun Youshun fell into confusion. +++Mobile reading visit m.readwn.com

Since waking up, the mutant beast's attitude towards him has improved a lot, but he hasn't done anything special. As for communicating with the eclipse marsh, he was not sure whether being unilaterally hoisted was a form of communication. This difficulty is equivalent to that when a child just learns to walk, he is asked to take the individual (fuck cao) championship back.

"What to do?" He kicked and tried to attack Zhu Yanchen's mutant beast, humbly asking for advice.

"I don't know." Zhu Yanchen answered calmly.

"..."

"Your current fusion degree is 19%, theoretically it can be done if it is higher than 15%." Zhu Yanchen dodged another mutant beast neatly, and the handcuffs were stretched in a straight line.

Shu Jun held his breath, the mutant beasts rushed towards Zhu Yanchen, ignoring his meaning. The low whistle of the eroding marsh in the distance faded away, and he did not know how to "contact" it. If he really was howling here, he himself felt stupid.

As a result, Shu Jun held back for a long time, only holding one skill. The wind surrounded Zhu Yanchen, setting him a transparent barrier. That's the case, the mutant beasts who came forward still squeezed them (off tuo). He only held up the chair very sturdily, and was about to take Old Wei away.

Up to now, Shu Jun quickly recalled. This old man can live in harmony with the mutant beast, and he moved a meeting place specially, and he was a dead hand — there is no peace negotiation, the broken room in front of him was a trap at first.

The old guy was kind when he eavesdropped last night and acted for them.

Shu Jun was a little annoyed.

Seeing that the mutant beast didn't attack Shu Jun, Old Wei squirmed on the chair, turning his face to Shu Jun, (exposed) a weird smile.

"Yes, yes." He opened his mouth to Zhu Yanchen, "It seems that you also brought a good mutant beast, but unfortunately it is not very good. No matter how (strong qiang), it can't stop too much."

Zhu Yanchen raised his hand with a gun. He undoubtedly missed the shot intentionally, the bullet flew past Wei's melting ear, hitting the wolf-shaped monster behind Wei, and the stench of black blood splashed the old man's body. Old Wei was startled, his half-melted face twitched twice.

"Shu Jun, listen well. You can't do the two requirements just now." Zhu Yanchen raised his voice slightly, as if to overwhelm Old Wei Fang. "We work together, this old gentleman can't run."

Also, Marshal Zhu couldn't have nailed a link in the plan to drive the duck to the shelves.

"Being a hostage?" Shu Jun licked his cracked lips and stared at the old man on the chair.

In the past few days, he has been living in the mist, and his body is not very comfortable, and he has accumulated a lot of unhappiness. The truth of the world turned unhappiness into anger, but these anger could not be vented to Zhu Yanchen, who helped him. Thinking that he actually let go of his guard last night and was deceived by Old Wei, Shu Jun couldn't help getting angry again.

But since Zhu Yanchen had planned to come here long ago, he must have made enough preparations. Marshal Zhu was not surprised by Old Wei's shot. Since he was willing to go to this Hongmen banquet, the achievement came from Old Wei himself.

"Being a hostage." Sure enough, Zhu Yanchen repeated softly.

Shu Jun was finally able to vent his anger. He twisted the necks of the two mutant beasts with bare hands. The sharp claws pierced the abdomen of the third one, and the fishy internal organs spread to the ground. The large mutant beast turned its direction and tried to take Old Wei to leave the room from the other side of the window, but was cut off by Shu Jun's head.

Old Wei Lianren brought a chair to the ground.

The mutant beasts hidden in the room almost died, and the number of entering the room from outside the room couldn't keep up. Seeing that the beast sea tactics could not hold the two of them, Old Wei's confident appearance began to disappear.

He struggled to pull out a Yanyan toy whistle from his clothes and blow it hard.

The low whistling sound of the swamp in the distance instantly became louder, and the mutant beast that was attacking Zhu Yanchen blushed, no longer protecting his weakness, and biting Zhu Yanchen's arm with the gun. The opponent suddenly turned offensive. Before Zhu Yanchen had time to adjust his movements, there was a deep wound on his forearm.

The bleeding band was slightly gray and black.

"The saliva of this thing is poisonous. If you bite more of these things, healthy people can't stand it. If you cherish this life, let your pet...Stop it." Old Wei obviously remembered the warning from the gun. Change your mouth in time.

"Not a subordinate, but a cooperator." Zhu Yanchen hissed. He glanced at his wound, stepped on the mutant beast's throat, and fired several shots at its head.

Zhu Yanchen looked indifferent here, but Shu Jun reached the limit.

Internal re-examination (guanguan) is a big deal, and outsiders hurting "smoke" in front of him is a separate matter. Days of panic, anger from the truth, and powerless self-blame. Zhu Yanchen's injury became the last spark, and the smoke burned the fuse, exploding his negative emotions (gan gan).

Shu Jun didn't know whether he should be angry about Zhu Yanchen's injury or whether he was angry about this kind of injury.

At this point, he was too lazy to tell.

Shu Jun twisted the chain unconsciously, and the metal chain made a sizzling sound, which was corroded and broken by his bare hands. After the chain was broken, Shu Jun was like a beast coming out of the cage, dashing forward, and the sharp claws directly pinched Old Wei's throat.

He wouldn't lose his mind, but his appearance obviously shocked Old Wei. The old man swallowed his saliva, motionless.

"Let those things stop."

Shu Jun (exposed) pointed teeth: "Otherwise, I'll take you (gan) and drop them by myself-first, I don't know how to use this claw, so I might accidentally add a few to you. Daokou, don't complain then."

Old Wei lowered his face and said, "I took the old bones and saw that I was about to get into the soil. This threat is almost something. You...well, my friend is still young. I want you to listen to me and deal with the wound immediately. It may not be too late. Otherwise. ..."

The old man was bolder than he thought.

Seeing that Shu Jun was a person who could communicate, Old Wei's eyes began to sway, his speech twirled, but he refused to calm the crazy mutant beasts. Shu Jun knew in his heart that Zhu Yanchen had defeated the monsters, but couldn't be harmless just by looking at his fighting skills. Marshal Zhu is in the erosion zone again, already subject to environmental constraints. If this drags on, his co-workers can win, but they are also destined to suffer a lot.

Shu Jun was anxious, subconsciously blowing up the wind around him. The wind was not clear this time, and the corrosive matter was scattered into black smoke, circling angrily around him. The mutant beasts suddenly reacted, those with ears collapsed their ears, those with tails clipped their tails, and began to rush out of the room.

And Shu Jun's hand holding Old Wei changed again, and the pitch-black corrosion rolled over his skin again. Shu Jun's breathing became more and more rapid, his bracelet vibrated slightly, and he glanced.

[Integration: 21%; Resonance skill level: 7; Corrosion quality level is slightly out of balance. 】

I don't understand, just let it go, anyway, my consciousness is still there. When the mutant beasts ran away, Shu Jun turned his gaze back to Old Wei.

Perhaps the gray eyes were too oppressive (strong qiang). This time, Old Wei didn't talk in pieces, he was very honest. Zhu Yanchen simply bandaged his wounds, stepped forward, and tried to get the toy flute in Old Wei's pocket.

"Stay away from me." Shu Jun warned, "I am not in the right state."

He is hungry again, he has never been hungry. Fortunately, the old man in front of him couldn't lift his appetite at all. It seemed that he had no special preference for human recipes.

Perhaps seeing Shu Jun's eyes turn green from hunger, Zhu Yanchen was quite cooperative and did not get close: "Exceeded my expectations. Compared to letting the mutant beasts be honest, you (gan gan) scared them away."

"I don't know how I did it, maybe it has something to do with these winds." Shu Jun grinned, the erosive wind still hovering around him.

The conversation between the two was empty, and Old Wei glanced straight at Shu Jun's eroding hand, his eyes gradually becoming complicated.

"Bring him first." Zhu Yanchen and Shu Jun kept a distance of three steps. "The Desolate Village is not a fixed village. Seeing that the people who came to us were unkind, they probably were already on the way of fleeing. But they have to drive the swamp away. If we pursue it with all our strength, we can catch up."

After that, he took out a pocket watch-like instrument: "If it's just tracking the reaction of the swamp, it can barely be used...Huh?"

Shu Jun was dizzy with hunger, and just wanted to end the matter sooner: "Walk around and chase after. Ayan, do you have any (dry gan) food, I'll- eh?"

Shu Jun didn't have a marsh erosion detector, but he also noticed something was wrong.

The low whistle of the erosion marsh did not know when it was approaching. To be precise, it is just outside the door. A very strange emotion is transmitted through howling—this is different from the place where the corpse is treated and the emotion is simpler.

For example, it looks like a wild animal at the moment. Seeing human beings approaching in a doll costume that pretends to be of their own kind, it is half scared and half curious, not knowing what to do.

...He had fought against the eclipse marsh countless times before, but he had never felt the mood of the so-called eclipse marsh, Shu Jun was a little confused.

Zhu Yanchen asked him to keep the swamp and let it not run, he seemed to have succeeded. Shu Jun could feel that the erosion marsh was whispering and observing him secretly, but he didn't know how to convey the information back.

How about touching it with corrosive wind? Let it be regarded as physical contact for the time being, he didn't want to be hoisted by the liquid column.

Shu Jun wanted to do it, and Dao Feng passed through the crack of the door and blew outside. He didn't react until he shot it. Unlike those mutant beasts, Swamp Swamp had no intelligence at all, and he had no need to talk to it.

He must be hungry and confused, Shu Jun thought.

"Ayan, the swamp is outside, you can see if you want to." Shu Jun grinned, grabbed Old Wei in his hand, and pulled the mutant beast corpse on the ground. He tried to overcome the nausea and found a piece of meat to fill his stomach.

Zhu Yanchen nodded, he tightened his protective clothing, and took out a little thing that Shu Jun didn't recognize, and saw the door open.

At this moment, the mood of eroding the marsh outside the door suddenly changed.

"Wait!" Shu Jun shouted.

Those harmless confusion, curiosity, and fear all disappeared from the emotions outside the door. Now it shows pure instinct-fighting (desire to ru) hope.

What about the same kindness?

Shu Jun ignored his hungry stomach, he grabbed the mutant beast's leg in his mouth, grabbed Zhu Yanchen, and ran away from the other end of the room.

The bracelet on his wrist vibrated wildly, as if it was about to explode in the next second. The scream of the erosive marsh outside the door hit the eardrum, and in that (强qiang) strong emotion, Shu Junmian (强qiang) distinguished a little meaning.

[I want information. ] The majestic desire to fight, a simple thought recursively. [I want information. 】

So noisy, Shu Jun couldn't help swearing swearing in his heart.

As a result, the eclipse swamp outside the door unexpectedly quieted for a while, and then broke in.

[I want information! ] Its emotions are a bit more intense.

"..."

If this was his first independent conversation with Erosion Marsh, it would be quite a failure. As a result, as soon as the thought flashed through his mind, a column of liquid grabbed his leg and dragged him to the ground.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Shu Jun hurriedly said silently in his heart, but it was obviously not very effective. The screaming noise that only he could hear grew louder, with anxiety and dissatisfaction.

Fine.

With the last effort, he threw Zhu Yanchen and Lao Wei out.

If you want to fight, that's right.