But when it entered his stomach and turned into a piece of coolness and poured into his brain, Rick rarely showed a hint of relief. The coolness turns into clouds, quickly filling the gaps and enriching the brain. ??????????? My head feels like I¡¯ve eaten cool mint, it¡¯s cool and clear. "It's impossible!!" The hoarse, dry voice was like seeing the enemy who killed his father. Two pairs of red and convex eyes looked at Rick with hatred through the large green vegetation. "Boom" The ice snake's irrational body hit the plant barrier with such force that the neck muscles could not withstand the violent shock, and it was squeezed into a twisted strip like a twist. The head scales arch from the inside, revealing the frosty white wrinkled skin underneath. The hedgehog orc hanging on the two fangs had been crushed to pieces by the huge pressure, like a performance art oil painting, tightly attached to the ice snake's forehead. The heavy impact made the ice snake dizzy and prevented it from going crazy. The single golden vertical pupil kept shaking as his head moved. The anxiety and tension bursting out of his eyes were like those of an old monk who had been widowed for many years when he saw a prostitute. The golden pupils shrank hard, and it found the treasure! A plant with snow-white branches and dark leaves was sandwiched between two vines, squirming strangely. The snake's neck retracted, and it pounced out like lightning. Its long and wide jaws snapped together, and it swallowed the plant in one gulp. And then there is no more. The ice snake was like eating expired rat poison. Before it could recover, its body began to spasm and twitch violently. The round, vertical muscles like small motors are crazily squeezing the internal organs that are supposed to be protected by them. The connective tissue connecting the scales on the surface of the skin also began to twist. The scales seemed to be pulled by countless big hands, twisting and bumping together, and even scratched out large sparks. This strange scene only lasted less than half a minute before the ice snake began to vomit violently. Large pieces of hot sausage-like internal organs were crazily squeezed out of the esophagus by the muscles. Even the esophagus itself was squeezed out by a wrinkled object that looked like bean skin. Halfway through the retching process, the remaining pupils of the ice snake lost their luster of life. But the muscles were still moving crazily, and the body of the ice snake that had lost its body temperature was twisted into various angles. The ice snake was left with only a pile of rotten flesh writhing, but Uncle Borg, who was hiding in the sea of ??plants, seemed to be tormented by poison, his red eyes almost bursting out of his eye sockets. "Damn mud legs!!" Squeezing these words out from between his teeth almost ignited the resentful blood in Borg's body. With all the Ice Snakes and Hedgehog Orcs wiped out, will Uncle Borg still watch helplessly as a mud-legged guy gets what is rightfully his? "Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" The plants suddenly grew large pieces of sharp hard objects, and the rapidly bulging green sacs exploded, and those hard objects shot out, targeting the mud-legged man. Borg opened his eyes wide. He could almost imagine the beautiful scene of this mud-legged man being shot through with a hard object. Thinking of this, the vicious blood in Borg's body boiled like boiling water. The scalp was numb with excitement, and the hairs all over his body were trembling with excitement. The hard spikes penetrated the body, and the man fell out like a broken sack. "Plop!" This beautiful sound made Borg tremble like an electric shock, his eyes turned white, and even a little water leaked from the corners of his mouth. At this time, Borg was like a sick murderer. After wiping the water from the corners of his mouth, Borg closed the two raised lips again. Exposing his gums was not what a big man should do. The plants were surging, like living creatures, making way for Borg. Regaining his elegance, Borg lowered his palms and caressed the plants. Waves of joy and excitement gradually cooled down the violence in Borg's heart. The facial features returned to their original positions, and the distorted expression was as if it had never appeared before, with no trace left. Taking gentle steps, Borg stretched his eye socket muscles, adjusted his facial features slightly, and showed a trace of compassion. "It's not easy to take advantage." The smile hidden behind the killing reveals a bit of the victor's pity. This cheap expression only flashed slightly on Berg's face before it was replaced by an irrepressible grin. "Hahaha, you idiot, how dare you snatch my things?!" Borg's somewhat crazy voice echoed in the ice cave, and the ice reflected his twisted face! Borg, who was cursing and venting, did not notice that the 'corpse' that fell next to the ice wall moved its fingers slightly. Rick¡¯s ears were filled with twisted and crazy curses and muttering to himself, and many parts of his body were penetrated by sharp hard objects. ?Finally, only the remaining earth magic power worked, and a thin layer of stone skin protected Rick's internal organs. But I couldn't take care of my limbs, so I could only let those sharp and hard objects pass through. Rick woke up and did not move immediately. He bent his index finger and thumb and rubbed it gently, condensing a very fine golden vein, which penetrated deep into the ice and connected with the earth with difficulty. With his body empty and his opponent as crazy and twisted as a mad dog, Rick had to gain the strength to protect himself first. The repeated footsteps on the ice and the nervous muttering to himself, like a mental patient who didn't take his medicine on time, Uncle Berg cried and laughed, venting what he had just endured next to Rick's "corpse" of pressure and helplessness. For him, pride and arrogance are like the marrow in his bones, and the blood produced is also arrogant and rude. But when faced with a sudden sneak attack by a hedgehog orc, his reaction was like a little girl who had been robbed of candy. Apart from not covering her face and crying bitterly, he could only watch helplessly as his uncle's neck flesh and trachea were dug out. Hooking the claws on the trachea and pulling it was as simple as breaking a rubber band. The tight arc of the cyan trachea made it impossible for Borg to breathe. The blood and plasma splashed on his face turned the usual drill reaction into a joke. The tough cyan trachea drilled back into the chest, leaving only a soft, shrinking gap that seemed to have lost its elasticity. Looking from above, you can still see the smooth and moist inner wall of this trachea. The uncle¡¯s eyes widened, and the trachea exposed outside his neck was driven in vain by the contracted alveoli, like a deflated balloon that had been deflated, weak and helpless. Berg felt that he should do something at this time. But like an adolescent in trouble, Borg avoided his uncle's pleading look and ran away! The pride and arrogance of the past are like wicker slaps on the face. But my legs were like clockwork and couldn't stop. Fear gripped Uncle Berg¡¯s heart tightly, and his alveoli were squeezed hard like balloons by a pair of invisible hands. This is not a drill, nor is it an intra-family confrontation. This is a bloody reality, it will hurt and you will die! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe and reward (this site). 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