Chapter 620 (1/2)

Two miles away, on a redwood tree, squatted a short and thin soldier with brown skin and black green insect skin. His figure is perfectly integrated with the redwood tree, just like the dead leaf butterfly falling in the dead leaf heap, which is difficult to distinguish even if you look carefully.

Originally, he was bending his head to suck the rain water from his wormwood coat. Suddenly, without any sign, he gave a thrill and took a cold breath,

”hiss, won't it...”

He jumped down from the treetop in a hurry.

The redwood is so towering that if he jumps down directly, he will break his leg. So he slides down with his straight trunk in his arms, trying to slide for a distance before jumping down.

”Crackling!”

The rain drops big as beans fell down like broken beads.

All around the green rain frogs are drenched by rain, and their skin is like a layer of oil, shiny and shiny. The birds on the branches huddled together with their heads, and their feathers were glued together by the rain. The giant dragonflies attached to the tree trunks were as motionless as stones, but their transparent wings were slightly shaken by the rain.

But in the rain, there is a shadow of people who are not afraid of the wind and rain.

A light green light covered him, blocking all the rain, even in the fast-moving, there is not a drop of rain on his hair, let him clean.

He's very fast, very fast.

It's so close to the air that it's screaming.

With his head down and the trunk of a redwood tree, he slipped down more than ten meters and was about to jump down. When he heard the roar, he looked up and saw the green shadow that was coming straight to him. He was scared to death and his body was numb. He fell straight under the tree.

”Boom!”

Ye Xi has swept to his eyes.

He jumped into the air, his legs were like a whip, and his foot suddenly kicked the back of the earth. With the crack of the bone, the strong force made the soil like a stone being blasted into the rain cement ground.

The pain of practicing soil made my head blank, and my perception was gone.

He lay on the ground with his back on his back. Half of his face was buried in the wet mud and could not be lifted up. He breathed heavily. The other half of his face was full of mud, which was poured by the rain and turned into mud and water.

Ye Xi, holding the insect skin coat, lifted him out of the wet mud like a chicken. With a bang, he threw him at the root of a redwood tree.

The rain was squashing.

The rain covered cement soil slowed down a little, but his lower body did not have any sense, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stand up.

Ye Xi pulled the insect coat of the earth, and looked at the hideous insect totem in the left chest. ”Indeed, it is a Chai * tribe.”

With that, he stripped all the vermicelli from the earth and threw it aside along with the hide bag.

It's not that he has any special hobby. He mainly practices soil from the people of the Tsung tribe. There must be countless poisonous insects hidden in the skin bags of the animals. He is not afraid of being stung, but is afraid of killing himself by poisonous insects.

Jiantu leaned on the tree trunk and sneered: ”you are so brave. Dare to offend our chigger tribe. Wait for me...”

As he said this, he crawled out of his hair countless small insects smaller than the head lice and jumped to Ye Xi.

This is a poisonous louse. Although they are small and pitiful, they are very poisonous. After being bitten, a person's whole body will have a blister as big as an egg, which is full of yellow pus, and it itches extremely. No one can resist this itch, and he can't help but scratch the blisters all over his body and finally die of infection.