Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

The trapped one was obviously unwilling to be caught without a fight, not only did not answer Fu Qian's question, but struggled violently in the tentacles.

It's a pity that the blow that Fuqian had ambushed for a long time earlier obviously caused unbearable damage to it.

Drenched in blood, the body in the cage tore and swelled, revealing the texture of flesh and blood shining with strange beauty.

However, the tenacity of the tentacles was beyond imagination. The body that swelled several times in an instant only opened up the hideous cage a little, and the gaps exposed were far from enough for it to escape.

Seeing the stalemate, the next moment the inflated body exploded, splashing into pieces of flesh and blood less than the size of a fist.

And the moment these flesh and blood exploded, they wriggled and twisted into bats in the air.

Bats flapped their wings and swarmed out from the gaps between their tentacles.

This is the real means of escape.

clever!

Even Fu Qian couldn't help admiring such a method.

……

……

"For this?"

Soon the movements of the bats became weak, because the available space has been greatly reduced.

For an assassin-type opponent who is proficient in ambushes and sneak attacks, how could he take it lightly!

Serana looked at the things Fu Qian took out and nodded silently.

See, it never hurts to be cautious.

Feeling the vicissitudes of the other party's words, Fu Qian agreed.

The route of each bat is erratic, and the common point is that they will never look back, and they have obviously given up fighting and run away wholeheartedly.

And as a pair of wide wings stretched out from the back to wrap the whole body, this one finally raised his head.

"Selana Goulard?"

"Although Taylor is an idiot, he has the advantage of being greedy for life and afraid of death."

"Can you answer my question now?"

"It took me a bit by surprise to find out about Taylor who was supposed to have it."

"The reason why I pay more attention is because in a long life, there are only a few things that I can pay attention to and remember."

"understood."

Combining this person's reaction with what he just said, Fu Qian guessed a possibility.

"You have one last chance to organize the language."

"Yes, and not long ago, I suddenly lost my sense of it."

The next moment, the tentacles pulled out one by one from the perfectly woven cocoons, and quickly gathered them on Fu Qian's body.

"That's the way life is."

long life...

"So classmate Taylor asked you to come?"

Fu Qian understood instantly.

That voice sounds like a woman?
hiss!
Fu Qian took a breath and looked up at the cocoon in mid-air.

"You old Guigeng?"

After thinking about it for a while, Fu Qian decided to end this look as soon as possible to avoid being blocked from broadcasting.

And after two breaths, this person's body also quickly became radiant, and the skin on the surface became white and dazzling, quickly covering the internal organs and flesh.

"You...why...impossible! What the hell are you?"

At the same time, he realized something.

"Answer the question, your questioning session hasn't arrived yet."

I'm sorry, but we are also experts in things like bursting instantly.

"Yes."

As the state recovered slightly, this man stood up and questioned Fu Qian with disbelief on his face.

In this case, it is extremely difficult to keep them.

Fu Qian controlled the already hundreds of tentacles, slowly shrinking towards the center, forming an impenetrable net of flesh and blood.

It was a humanoid creature with hands and feet, with a slender body and vague outlines.

After waiting patiently for three seconds, a voice full of doubts about life came from inside the cocoon.

I saw what was inside the package shortly before paying.

Fu Qian expressed his relief that the communication can be carried out normally.

"very good!"

At this very moment, this man was wrapping his arms around his knees and buried his head between his legs.

And with the feeling of crushing the soup dumpling, one after another bats burst under the weight of their bodies.

……

"In the end, it's just a notepad with a lot of restrictions."

Not to mention the size of a fist, you can't get out even if it's the size of a turtle's head.

Fu Qian was curious, thought for a while and took out the previous harvest from his pocket.

"Selana."

It's a pity that the next moment, all these desires for freedom bumped into a bigger net.

And at the moment when the cocoon was completely disintegrated, the ball was as soft as silk, and the whole thing was glued to the ground.

"Can you locate it?"

The speed of these little bats was abnormally fast, and after they drilled out from the gap between the tentacles, they quickly flew in all directions.

"it is good!"

When the cocoon was controlled to shrink to a volume of 0.05 cubic meters, Fu Qian paused and asked the question again.

The so-called rounded lumps.

"Since this thing is so important, how could it be handed over to that person?"

Fu Qianqian reminded him blankly, and then he realized something in the next moment.

So... Now I use a bunch of tentacles to trap a female extraordinary warrior and lift it into the air?

Hearing Fu Qian's question, Ms. Serana snorted with a haughty expression.

But at this moment, one can feel countless bats in the net biting and beating, trying to find a way out.

Serana's tone was flat but murderous.

"How could that idiot order me?"

For a while, Fuqian didn't make any movements, just silently looked at the puddle on the ground.

Fuqian expressed his satisfaction with his caution in using it before.

Most of these hundreds of tentacles exploded from Fuqian's upper body.

Serana looked at the note in Fu Qian's hand with a complicated expression.

Serana didn't speak, but the air seemed to freeze suddenly.

Fu Qian expressed a word of reminder.

"You...what the hell are you?"

And this is not over yet, as time goes by, the cocoon is still shrinking steadily inch by inch.

They are all blood clans and still so sensitive to age?

The response inside was more urgent than expected, and Fu Qian chose to interpret this as a simple desire for freedom.

Gray hair and red eyes, delicate but impersonal facial features, and a face with no sense of sternness from a prisoner.

"That's because it's not that important anymore, of course."

It was almost the same time as this inflated body was about to explode.

It's a pity that under Fu Qian's careful weaving, the tentacled cage has turned into a black and red cocoon, which is as deadly as a Juehu net.

The wisdom of the blood race should not be underestimated. After a few seconds of contemplation, this man successfully recalled the question between Fu Qian and quickly answered it.

"Then Taylor told you so honestly? I thought he would find a few reasons to prevaricate for a while."

"Correct."

Fortunately, the latter stretched out quickly after landing, and then supported the ground with almost translucent arms, and took two long breaths.

In black and red, hundreds of tentacles are extending from above, which is spectacular.

"Is the Abyss Note in your hand?"

This style of painting is not quite right!
"Come down for a few words?"

For these reactions, Fu Qian said it was difficult to understand.

The problem is that even if you don't say it, this kind of thing is very simple to verify.

Fu Qian shook his head and opened the notes in his hand, and took out another pen from his pocket, brushed it a few times, and left a sentence on the blank page.

[Serana's age is less than 500 years old]

The next moment the handwriting quickly dissipated.