However, the three of them took a step back in a tacit understanding, and no one stepped forward.

"Master Zhuge?"

"Are you okay?"

"Is it wrong?"

“…”

Zhuge Dali's palm holding the stone gradually turned red, as if the stone was a red-burned soldering iron, which made his entire palm red.

Faced with the three people's questioning, he did not answer.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to, but that he can’t!

Because at this moment, the stone seemed to have a force tearing him.

A power that wants to control him.

He is now fighting for control of his body with all his heart and strength, and he has no intention of answering other people's questions.

"What's wrong with you guy...?"

After all, Feng Chenglin did not suppress his curiosity. He walked forward in confusion and was about to take action, but Ling Luoyu grabbed his wrist.

"Don't touch him, look at his arms..."

Feng Chenglin was shocked and then discovered that wisps of red silk threads were strangely growing on Zhuge Dali's arm.

The thread is as thin as a hair, and is thinner than the hair.

If you don't look carefully, you will not be able to find its existence at all.

“…What the hell is that?”

Feng Chenglin retreated in fear and subconsciously patted himself, for fear that the thing would touch him.

“It looks very creepy!”

Before he finished speaking, Zhuge Dali's expression suddenly became strange. He screamed "Wow", and then opened his mouth to the top of his head.

The three of them looked up at the same time.

Nothing!

Looking at Zhuge Dali again, Feng Chenglin suddenly took a breath and got goose bumps all over his body.

"Damn, this is... finished?!"

I saw countless tiny red silk spread out from Zhuge Dali's mouth.

The red silk seems to have life, and countless tentacles penetrate the outlet cavity and spread to the surroundings, as if they are looking for the next focus point.

This strange scene made the three of them nodded and quietly stepped back slowly.

I don’t know if I sensed the existence of the three people, but red silk suddenly appeared out of Zhuge Dali’s mouth, quickly twisted into a rope, and quickly spread in the direction of the three people.

Feng Chenglin got goosebumps all over and quickly retreated: "Damn, what is this ghost thing doing?"

Mo Xuanchen noticed something strange: "It wants to get into our body!"

Ling Luoyu then understood: "Don't move, stand up and don't move. This thing should be like a bat, listening to the voice and defending position!"

Mo Xuanchen and Feng Chenglin stopped at the same time and stood there stiffly.

Sure enough, the red silk lost the ability to distinguish and froze in the air.

The four people, all like wooden men, remained motionless.

Feng Chenglin complained: "What's the matter? Can we just stand like this?"

The next second, shut up immediately.

Ling Luoyu also glared at him viciously, warning with silent lips:...Shut up!!

To be precise, Hongsi's way of acting is not really like a bat, so she can use the so-called listening and sound defense position.

It should use the vibration changes of the air to identify prey.

Even a slight voice may urge its perception.

Mo Xuanchen moved quietly, pulled out the fire slash from his sleeve, and glanced at the two of them.

Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin both understood.

The moment he threw the fire slip out, he suddenly flashed and retreated.

The sudden change in airflow caused the red silk to quickly capture the prey.
Chapter completed!