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Vol 3 Chapter 242: weakness

At this time, the benefits of usual exercise are revealed.

He ran all the way back to the Pushazhuang police station. After seeing the familiar brand, his heart relaxed a little.

Escaped?

Qiancang thought.

A feeling of weakness came from his ankle, which made him very uncomfortable. Looking back, the scary baby he had just seen had already embraced his calf and was crawling on the net.

Qiancang stretched out his hand to open it, but as soon as he tried hard, a sharp pain came from his right calf. More importantly, even if he tried harder, the baby showed no sign of letting go.

When is it exactly? Is it teleport? Even if it is teleportation, there should be conditions, otherwise, there is no possibility of surviving. From another angle, how to die? How did the rest of the people die? Lack of water?

Qiancang felt a little thirsty, and his right calf was weak.

if it is like this? Is it hydrated? No, it absorbs water, that is to say, water is a very important thing to it, if so, then use the opposite thing, which is fire.

Thinking of this, Qiancang speeded up and ran to the kitchen, where there were things he needed.

Lighter and matches.

Entering the kitchen, Qiancang touched the switch along the edge of the door and turned on the light. He saw the lighter at a glance, just above the kitchen counter. After getting the lighter, he pressed the lighter's hand, and the flame appeared in front of him, but it was too weak.

When he planned to use the flame to burn the weird baby, he found that the weird baby had crawled on his thigh.

A pair of eyes that occupies half of the entire face stared at Qian Cangyi, eyes mixed with endless resentment.

The lighter moved to the weird baby, but the flame had been extinguished, and the Qiancang fired again, but unfortunately there was no flame in the lighter, so he shook it quickly and found that it was out of gas.

"Damn it!" Qian Cang cursed.

Matches... Where's the matches? over there!

Qiancang rushed to the direction of Match, but as soon as he took a step, he fell to the ground.

Qiancangyi's lower body was very weak at this time, and it was very difficult to move a step.

Now he can only crawl, and get the match before the baby climbs to his back.

"Hehehe..." The baby on his thigh laughed strangely.

The distance that can be crossed in a few steps at ordinary times, but now it is like a moat, lying in front of Qian Cangyi.

Avoiding the disc can reduce my sense of existence, but now that the baby has hugged my leg, it is useless. As for the leader of the Time Tomb, the use of it can indeed help the current situation, but... the use of skills requires consumption. Vitality, the intuitive consequence is that the physical strength is consumed in a short time, and for the current situation, the gain is not worth the loss.

Cold sweat dripped from his forehead and dripped on the ground, his heart began to beat faster, adrenaline surged, and as the blood flowed faster, a force was generated from Qiancangyi's body. This warm current gave Qiancangyi's legs a bit of strength. , This little bit made him close a long distance.

Is this feeling an unyielding will? got it!

As soon as Qiancang pushed out the matchbox, he took out three matches, and then turned around and struck them in front of the weird baby.

At the same time as the flame appeared, the weird baby also screamed harshly.

This time, Qiancang took out five matches and struck them again. This time, he burned the two big eyes of the weird baby, because although the burning of the arm just now worked, the baby did not let go. Signs, but held tighter.

The scream of the weird baby was escalated just by the flame approaching his eyes. Seeing this sight, Qiancang didn't hesitate anymore and directly inserted the burning match into the baby's eyes.

Hiss~

The weird baby let go of his hands, his strength returned to the bank, and he kicked the baby away.

The baby fell on the ground and seemed to feel the danger of Qiancang Yi. He began to flee, but the direction he fleeed was not outside the kitchen door, but... the water tank.

However, there was suddenly a puddle of oil on its escape route. The baby lay on top of the oil without knowing it.

Before the baby could react, a burning match fell on him.

The flame rose to the sky, even brighter than an incandescent lamp. The baby rolled in the flame for two seconds, then stopped, and then the body began to melt, turning into a trace of water vapor.

As soon as Qiancang looked at all this and made sure that the weird baby would not appear again, he sat on the ground.

Is it water? When escaping, it also flees to a place with water, can it escape into the water?

Thinking of this, Qiancang stretched out his hand and placed the match on the kitchen counter, but he stretched his hand halfway and then retracted. In the end, the match stayed in his pocket.

The flame continued to burn in the kitchen. As soon as Qiancang picked up the lid and covered it directly, the flame went out within a few seconds.

The ground was blackened by the flames, but that was all, there were no more traces.

As soon as Qiancang turned off the light, he returned to his room. As soon as he opened the door, Qiancang's snoring sound came into Qiancang's ears.

My life is hanging by a thread in the kitchen while he is sleeping.

Qiancang shook his head, and the idea of ​​waking up Xiao Zuanfeng was also annihilated ~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ After the door was locked, Qiancang lay on the bed.

What should I do after waking up? After all, so many people have died, even if Zuo Shan will not be discovered, the seven will be discovered. Zuo Ying's life and death are still unclear. Everything is piled together, like a mess. My current situation is not an exaggeration even if I use internal and external troubles to describe it.

Forget it, go to bed first, it's too tired.

After closing his eyes, Qiancangyi soon fell asleep.

...

Qiancang was awakened by the sound of Xiao Zuanfeng getting up.

Qiancang opened his eyes and just saw Xiao Zuanfeng open the locked door. After Xiao Zuanfeng went out and closed the door, Qiancang closed his eyes, slightly alleviating the soreness in his eyes.

After five seconds, he opened his eyes again, and he sat up.

When he came to the window, he found that it was still early, at about six or seven in the morning, and he probably slept for less than three hours.

"Sigh." Qiancang sighed and walked out of the room.

After washing the 簌, I encountered a small wind from the toilet just after going to the toilet.

"Are you awake?" Xiao Zuanfeng was a little nervous when asked this question, "Did you find anything last night?"

"Nothing special." Qiancang shook his head.

"When did you return last night?" Xiao Zuanfeng seemed to be interested in Qiancangyi's whereabouts.

"I don't know, what's the matter?" Qian Cang asked rhetorically after answering.

"I want to know." Xiao Zuanfeng didn't dare to look at Qian Cangyi's eyes.

"You rest first, nothing is going on." Qian Cangyi didn't want to talk anymore.

When I came to the kitchen, the traces from a few hours ago were still on the ground. If you want to clean up these, without the corresponding tools, it is difficult to do it in a short time.

Finally, Qiancangyi chose to ignore these.

He poured himself a large glass of water and drank it all in one go.

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