Chapter 7792                                                                                                                            �

Feng Chenglin didn't defend himself, and walked towards Zhuge Dali with a chuckle.

"Master Zhuge, I'm sorry, what we're going to do next may be a bit unkind... You have to be more tolerant!"

I don’t know if Zhuge Dali understood it, but in short, he stood there stiffly.

Feng Chenglin was not vague, covering his mouth and nose with his left hand, and preparing a fire break with his right hand.

Unable to breathe with his mouth and nose, Zhuge Dali quickly began to roll his eyes, and his whole body was shaking like cramps.

Suddenly, a tiny red silk that was almost invisible to the naked eye emerged from his ears and rushed towards Feng Chenglin with a lightning speed.

This red silk is really too small.

It's so small that if you don't look carefully, you won't notice it at all.

Feng Chenglin seemed to have not seen it, and let it rush in front of him.

Just as the red silk was about to penetrate the back of his hand, Feng Chenglin's hand also moved.

"puff"

A cluster of flames popped out of the fire slit.

The fireworks jumped up at that moment, and Lao Gao quickly burned towards the red silk on the back of his hand.

The red silk eye was about to penetrate Feng Chenglin's skin, and suddenly a scorching temperature came from behind. It seemed that it felt something and crawled back "swishly".

"Sure enough, this guy is really a fear of death!"

Feng Chenglin was intrigued and covered Zhuge Dali's facial features more and more, closing all his orifices without leaving any way out.

Red silk must survive.

Whether it is parasitic or symbiotic, you need to live.

If there are dangerous situations, it will naturally have the instinct to survive and can try its best to find a way out.

Therefore, when you see that Zhuge Dali may die, you will definitely want to escape from this dying body.

Sure enough, shortly after Feng Chenglin took action, Zhuge Dali's body began to twitch wildly, and the twitching movements became more and more frequent.

Slowly, his body began to hunch over and curled up into a big shrimp.

During this period, Feng Chenglin did not let go of his hand and always covered Zhuge Dali's mouth and nose.

The red silk also struggled to come out several times, but every time it was burned back by his fire stick.

Gradually, Zhuge Dali seemed to have exhausted his strength and slowly gave up struggling. His whole body was no longer hard and softened into a pool of mud.

Feng Chenglin noticed something was wrong, looked at Ling Luoyu, let go of her hand under her instructions, took two steps back, and frowned as Zhuge Dali.

"...This guy isn't dead, right?"

He seemed to have less air intake and more air, not far from death.

Ling Luoyu shook his head: "Don't worry, that thing can survive in the body of a stranger, and can quickly find a way of symbiosis, which shows that his vitality is extremely tenacious and his adaptability is also very strong..."

Such creatures are a miracle in the history of evolution.

It just briefly closed Zhuge Dali's mouth and nose, and it would definitely not be able to kill them for a while.

"Then why doesn't he move?" Feng Chenglin kicked Zhuge Dali and called out twice.

Zhuge Dali seemed to be dead, without any reaction.

Feng Chenglin couldn't help but frowned: "We can't really kill him, are we?"

As he said that, he couldn't help but stretch out his right hand and swayed in front of Zhuge Dali.

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