Russell stopped howling, and she knew he was really angry.
His body seemed to have swelled even larger than before... He was not short to begin with, and now his height was almost meters. Muscles could be vaguely seen forming beneath the wriggling pus and blood.
Suddenly, he took a step forward and swung his left arm forward like a whip.
Xia Yibing wanted to retreat, but holding the fire-starting knife, she seemed to have started another career in swordsmanship. An exquisite defensive knife move naturally emerged in her mind. She simply did not retreat, but held the knife in the air to intercept.
She felt that Russell's brain must have been corroded... He had clearly experienced the sharpness of this blade, but he actually planned to force it like this?
The feeling of cutting flesh came from the blade. There was no problem. Although she couldn't see clearly in the dim light, she could feel it.
But the next moment, a strong warning came into her mind. She withdrew her right hand from the hilt without thinking, and a white light instantly formed in her hand.
chap!
With the help of the white light, she could clearly see a piece of rotten flesh being split into two. The two pieces of flesh jumped diagonally, almost brushing against her hair as they flew out.
so close.
Xia Yibing broke out in a cold sweat.
This bastard... He did it on purpose, deliberately letting the knife cut off his palm, and then letting his palm continue to hit me with force...
It goes without saying that Russell's body is full of that ancient virus.
Or can it be said to be its evolution?
Xia Yibing didn't want to know the difference. She only knew that she must not let the other party touch her, including the scattered pus and blood...which made her fight hindrance.
Russell had obviously discovered this advantage. His left wrist was broken, but he actually took advantage of it. He swung his left arm from time to time, deliberately controlling it, and a large amount of foul-smelling pus and blood spurted out from the broken wound.
He used this blood-splitting technique as if it were a "sword", but Xia Yibing had no good way to deal with it.
The fire-starting knife couldn't stop the blood... After all, it was a fluid, and some of it had even turned into aerosol. Whenever Russell used this move, she would distract herself and pull out the Changxia knife, using the exploding knife light as a temporary barrier in front of her, evaporating the pus and blood with its evil-killing properties.
During this time, she had to use her fire knife to defend against Russell's follow-up attack... Her swordsmanship and fighting skills were excellent, but this switch in combat mode made her dizzy.
It's no problem to just let her fight with a fire knife.
It’s okay to just use Changxia.
But at the same time - and she had to be tense all the time, ready to switch weapons at any time... It was like asking her to do two different things with both hands at the same time, and she had never had such experience before.
She was quickly suppressed and even a little precarious.
Russell suddenly retracted his right arm and used the metal shield on its surface to protect his face.
"clang!"
The next moment, a cluster of sparks appeared on the baffle.
"Pfft!"
The next moment, a big hole appeared on the left side of his chest.
He finally couldn't help but gasp, and at the same time bent his knees and took big steps back.
Xia Yibing took the opportunity to grab the circular door, fumbled with the fire knife, and picked up the carving.
She still couldn't see clearly - but she relied purely on her feeling and experience to guide and catch it with the tip of the knife in the dark, then opened the door and threw it inside.
"Don't--"
Russell suddenly realized what they were trying to do.
They didn't do anything before, but suddenly after he inserted the key... they wanted to go in first and lock him out!
That would waste too much time, we must stop them!
He loudly warned them that there would be serious consequences for doing so, and even roared to intimidate them.
But Xia Yibing's delay during this period was not in vain. Hitzfeld held the gun in his left hand - her right hand was already clenched with the woman's left hand.
As the latter pulled hard, she was blown up by the wind like a feather, and in the process she did not forget to pull the pull ring on the inside of the door.
"boom!"
With this loud noise, the door finally closed again.
Click, click, click!
They both heard the sound of the mechanism twisting and locking, followed by a bang and a loud noise of smashing outside.
call……
Hearing the noise, they all breathed a sigh of relief.
Although they failed to solve the problem fundamentally and are still trapped in the Dragon Tomb, they don't have to worry about how to face Russell and more blood mud monsters in the short term.
The noise of banging on the door outside died down after a while.
I don’t know if Russell was tired or if he also understood that this was useless.
After resting for a while, Xia Yibing suddenly jumped up, bent down, grabbed the girl's ankles, took off the boots on both her feet before she could react, and threw them away.
"you……"
Hitzfeld was startled.
The soles of her feet were only covered with stockings and exposed to the air, which made her feel instinctively ashamed and insecure.
Then she felt another rustling sound in the darkness, and soon the sound of a second pair of boots hitting the ground was heard beside her.
The corner of Hitzfeld's mouth twitched, and she suddenly knew what Xia was doing.
She's not having a seizure or anything, she's just scared.
They were afraid that the two of them had stepped on Russell's pus and blood during the battle just now.
I am afraid that these pus, blood and meat monsters also have the ability to corrode on their own.
Chapter 120 Package
"My flashlight seems to have fallen off."
A woman's voice came from the darkness, accompanied by bursts of warm breath.
Hitzfeld now had half of his body leaning against the wall, so one could imagine that their faces must be very close to each other.
"When I came here just now, I could remember where we were staying... But now I am a little afraid to step out, after all, there is all that blood... Do you have any lighting with you?"
She didn't know if it was the nature ball at work again, or maybe Hitzfeld was not used to being pressed in this position with her shoes off, she felt her cheeks getting hot.
The overlap of soul and flesh...the madness of the past...the memories of the past surged up from the bottom of my heart bit by bit.
She knew it was wrong, but she couldn't seem to help herself.
"Aisun?"
"I...I think I brought..."
The questioning voices forced her to speak, but the voice that came out was so soft that even Hitzfeld herself couldn't help but feel moved.
What on earth am I thinking about...
She bit her lower lip, feeling so ashamed that she wished she could find a hole to crawl into.
You just got out of the crisis and you're already thinking about all these messes... Xia has performed very well, Aisuen Hitzfeld, why are you the one who's starting to go crazy?
"Aisun?" Xia Yibing could naturally hear that something was wrong with her condition.
It's just that she is relatively naive in this regard. Although the tone is very tempting, she has not yet switched back from the combat state. After hearing it, the first thing she thought about was "Could she have been parasitized?"
When I put her feet down just now, I forgot to check whether there was any blood around her feet... Damn it, she didn't really step on it, did she?
Thinking of this, she did not hesitate, and immediately bent down to feel around, grabbing Hitzfeld's ankles with her hands.
what is she doing
Hitzfeld was stunned. She was sitting now... Her feet were pulled up high, and the woman's ankles were locked together with one hand. Then she felt... the other person was actually touching the soles of her feet?
She was unsure, because compared to... the technique at that time, Xia seemed a little too rough. Those fingers were not gentle, and could even be said to be a little rough, stroking and pressing the skin of her soles, with only a thin layer of stockings... and even inserted into the gaps between her toes, as if seriously confirming something.
"Well……"
The darkness amplified the sensory effects, and Hitzfeld couldn't help but gasp.
The sense of shame and insecurity was magnified a hundred times during the foot massage. She suspected that Xia must have pressed the acupoints on the soles of her feet, causing her whole body to become limp and she couldn't even lift a finger.
So was she really going to... do that?
It seems understandable to think this way, just like my abnormal thoughts just now, it can probably be attributed to the instinct of life.
Yes... it's the instinct of life. There seems to be a saying that after surviving a near-death experience, a person will have a strong desire to pass on his or her offspring from a genetic level. This is what happens in reality, and it's not hard to understand and accept this way...
"Strange..." Then she heard the woman mutter, "You didn't step on anything dirty?"
Hitzfeld was stunned for a moment.
All the speculations, doubts, and inner throbbing disappeared in an instant, replaced by more intense shame and anger at stupidity.
"Hey!"
Xia Yibing felt like the girl's feet were being pulled out of her hands like two little fish. Before she could savor the feel of the friction of the stockings, she was kicked in the leg.
what's the situation?
The girl was not very strong, so of course it didn't hurt...but she was a little confused.
What's wrong with being angry? Isn't it good enough to care about you?
There was another rustling sound, and suddenly a fluorescent light appeared in front of my eyes.
It was a miniature lantern that looked like a small flashlight. Hitzfeld turned it on and carefully used the light to illuminate the traces of rotten blood on the ground.
Then she stood up, looked at the woman expressionlessly, lifted her skirt, stretched out her black silk feet, and jumped lightly in the empty space. She had walked several meters away.
Xia Yibing hurriedly followed, while wondering if she had done anything wrong.
Blame me for taking off her shoes?
Didn’t I take it off too?
Including touching her feet from behind, there was indeed a legitimate reason for this. Given Aisuen's personality, it was impossible for her to hold a grudge against herself for these things.
Xia Yibing thought about it all the time but couldn't figure out what she had done wrong.
But she didn't feel bored.
On the contrary, she found Hitzfeld like this very interesting.
Just like she said before.
so cute.
Very "human".
……
Generally speaking, walking in only socks, especially thin stockings in summer, will definitely feel terrible.
If they were outside, in the wilderness, Hitzfeld estimated that the soles of their feet would be cut after walking a few steps.
However, this is the interior of the Dragon Tomb after all. Years of closure mean that almost no one comes in. The narrow passage is very flat, and it is acceptable except that the soles and heels of the feet feel a little uncomfortable.
She really didn't remember trivial matters, and her anger towards Xia soon faded away. She paid more attention to the passage ahead - she didn't understand why the second door was open.
"What are you looking at?"
Xia Yibing had just torn off a piece of leather from her windbreaker and wrapped it around the fire starter to wipe the blade clean. When she looked up, she saw the girl squatting in front of the second door, carefully studying the carvings on it.
You can't see much in this posture... but her curled toes, beautiful arch and curve of the sole are all fully displayed, wrapped in a layer of black gauze, presenting a gradient light and shadow under the dim light.
Xia Yibing was no longer in combat mode, and she was a little irritated when she saw this scene.
"I was thinking, since Russell was able to use that thing to open the first door, it must have been deliberately done by the ancestors of the Igor family. They could use this method to open the tomb mechanism."
Hitzfeld is still analyzing.
“Since the first door can be opened, the second door can certainly be opened as well… I suspect that the entire tomb’s doors are now open, and I don’t know if this is a good thing.”
"How is it not a good thing?" Xia Yibing stared at her feet, regretting in her heart why she didn't touch them a few more times before.
Although I'm with Hitzfeld... she always seems unwilling to let me touch her feet. That kind of opportunity is very rare.
"Have you forgotten that this damn place has two outer doors?" Hitzfeld glared at her unhappily.
