Although Mo Qingqing also attracts black fog, she still has alien genes, which are the most difficult to digest. Energy becomes the secondary target of black fog power in the red giant ant pile, even if there is not much black fog coming towards her, it is blocked by the wind.

Mo Qingqing took the wind, but although it was inconvenient to climb, it slowed down the escape speed. However, the wind blocked the black fog for her, and she was able to find the escape direction more intently without pain.
Mo Qingqing thinks that the wind can still protect her in the case of paralysis, and it is not white to save the wind.
The patio is very long, with a vertical depth of several hundred meters. Mo Qingqing thinks that if he had this skill before the disaster, it would be no problem to climb the tallest building in the world. If the world star climbs the stairs properly, it will blind the world.
At the moment, however, she hates that she can’t climb any faster.
Because there are cracks in the patio, large pieces of ground collapse.
Mo Qingqing is not afraid of not being able to climb, but she is afraid of being hit by falling rocks, and even more afraid that the approaching black fog will blame her ancestors.
With the black fog strange ancestors close to the wind, the power is also released uncontrollably to corrode Mo Qingqing’s flesh.
MoQingQing pain "endure" a pain shout almost threw the wind from the shoulder.
Fortunately, she stopped her hand, otherwise the wind would definitely fall into paste.
The pain stimulated Mo Qingqing’s head to be occupied by the pain. She could keep telling herself not to throw it away. It was a life. It was the wind, and then she desperately climbed. When she saw a falling rock, she quickly jumped forward and continued to climb with the wind.
At this time, regardless of whether the head injury hurts or not, she climbed to the sinkhole, plunged into the thick snow and rolled for two times, and then ran desperately in the opposite direction of the black fog monster ancestor in the dark fog.
She didn’t run far, and the snow suddenly fell in front of her. Mo Qingqing jumped into the towering old tree and ran desperately with the wind leaning on the branches.
Trees shake off the snow, the ground and the trees shake badly, and the black fog in the distance comes in like waves.
Fortunately, the red giant ant nest is like a huge range hood, which sucks all those black fog, which gives Mo Qingqing and the wind hope to escape.
The earthquake shook the towering old trees, and Mo Qingqing stepped on them several times. Fortunately, there were still branches after enough branches were stepped on.
After several falls, she ran away like a monkey.
The most depressing thing is that she can run for her life like a three-legged monkey, because she has to share her hand to protect the wind.
She swore, "The wind blows, you drag."
Escape faster.
Even if there is an ant nest to attract black fog, it can’t stop it, which is more terrible than smog. Black fog erodes her.
She could see that the bones in her hand were attached to the tendons and wrapped in a layer of black fog, which was constantly eroding her newly grown meat.
I’m numb to the pain, and I can’t feel it
If it weren’t for the wind and breathing, she would have thrown it away and fled as quickly as possible.
Mo Qingqing’s heart is struggling. Do you want to throw away the wind?
Don’t throw away the wind, but she is worried that they both died here.
Throw away the wind and the drag bottle. She is rarely sure to escape alone.
Suddenly, a towering old tree collapsed behind him, accompanied by a strange feeling
Mo Qingqing looked back and saw that one of the misty black fog was taller than the towering ancient village and resembled the octopus black fog monster, which was coming quickly.
The giant octopus monster is dozens of stories high and rolling in the black fog. In the black fog, she can still see the tentacles rolling like octopus legs. It just rolls and comes quickly in their direction.
Mo Qingqing issued a piercing scream and suddenly got up and carried the wind and ran forward at the fastest speed.
She ran too fast. The earthquake made the towering old trees shake back and forth. Mo Qingqing slipped and fell directly into the snow.
Fortunately, the snow was thick enough that she didn’t fall.
The wind fell from her shoulder and got stuck in the snow.
The wind turned pale and the black fog power was out of control.
She can’t tell whether it is her or her ancestors who are haunted by black fog at the moment.
Whether she is alive or dead depends on whether Mo Qingqing can take her out of the power coverage of the ancestors of the Black Fog Blame.
This hope is extremely slim.
She wants Mo Qingqing to give up her own escape. She knows that if Mo Qingqing doesn’t take her, it will be much faster and she will be able to escape.
But now she is so limp that she can’t even move her tongue as if she had been drugged.
She knew that she was still alive at the moment because the ancestors of the black fog monster were still in the stage of releasing the black fog power and not recovering it.
When it takes back the black fog power, even if she can hold on until then, the surrounding black fog power will flood in and melt and absorb her as quickly as possible, and then return to the ancestors of the black fog monster to absorb nutrients
Mo Qingqing’s head seems to have crashed at this time, leaving him with the ability to escape.
She doesn’t know what she thinks, but she is still alive because of the wind, so by the time she reacts, she has already run out far away with the wind on her shoulders.
She didn’t throw away the wind at this time, but she could secretly scold herself. She thought about the wind outside, but she thought about her at ordinary times. Anyway, she hasn’t died yet, so she rested, threw away the wind, and continued to run with it.
After she ran out for a long distance, she suddenly heard a different sound behind her. Looking around, she saw that the ancestors of the black fog monster escaped before them, and the huge body at the patio was crowded towards the patio.
Mo Qingqing was so surprised that his mouth was wide open.
If the well was big that day? Very big! It’s bigger than a building, but the patio is quite small compared with the ancestors of the black fog monster. This thing is like a mobile Montenegro.
It has two towering old trees that are higher than the horizontal area …
Mo Qingqing can’t see it visually!
It is always that it crouches in the pit that day, and Mo Qingqing can form an elephant crouching in front of a water pipe with a thick arm.
It’s probably such a ratio.
However, when she saw the ancestor of the black fog monster, she thought that creatures such as octopus were mollusks …
Such a mollusk was huddled in a dark fog like a hill, and the strange ancestors squeezed in from the ant nest shaft and slid in.
Mo Qingqing knows that it has gone to eat delicious queens.
When it finishes eating the queen ant, it should come and eat the delicious food on her shoulder.