Chapter 191 None of those present could eat; several flashes of cold light...
Several streaks of cold light ripped through the clear sky, and the trembling tentacles were cut into seven or eight pieces.
"It seems the storage jade clasp can't be opened, so I can't put it away." Sang Zhitao tried several times but still couldn't open it, so she could only look up at Qingyan.
Qingyan looked up at the space before frowning and saying, "Spatial magic artifacts should be prohibited here."
"What should we do then?" Sang Zhitao looked down at the tentacles, her eyes filled with regret. "It would be a waste if they started fighting later."
"Why don't you move it to the side and leave it there for now? If a fight really breaks out, you can avoid it."
As soon as Qingyan finished speaking, she was worried that Sang Zhitao might be too young and greedy and focus too much on the food, so she quickly reminded her, "There are still several tentacles, you can have them all later!"
Sang Zhitao thought about it and felt that it made sense: "Okay."
She used several lightness techniques to move all the tentacles on the ground to a corner close to Qingyan.
Through the barrier, Qingyan saw these tentacles, which were already beyond dead, slowly approaching.
She couldn't help but frown: "I feel like these things are still alive."
Sang Zhitao squatted beside the tentacle, curiously poking it a few times with the dagger, then secretly gesturing at it before nodding thoughtfully: "It seems it is indeed still alive."
Qingyan then turned her gaze to the forest: "Do you think it might be something inside that is calling it?"
Sang Zhitao smiled coldly: "It wants to run away, but I'm not going to let it."
As she spoke, she used a dagger to pick up a tentacle from the ground, put it in her mouth, and ate it in a few bites.
The two tentacles, which were nearly two meters long in total, were gradually dealt with as she took a few bites and rested a few times.
"You...you really can eat..." Qingyan was dumbfounded as she watched from outside.
Sang Zhitao rubbed her stomach: "I don't know what's wrong, but I always feel hungrier the more I eat, like I can never get full."
Qingyan couldn't help but twitch his lips and sighed, "People often say that a half-grown boy can eat his father out of house and home, but you're like a phoenix cub eating a dragon out of house and home. I can't afford to raise you..."
Sang Zhitao couldn't help but roll her eyes at her: "The way you're talking makes it sound like I can eat that much of everything else."
As she spoke, she looked at the forest with drooling: "This stuff is so delicious... I can feel the pure energy inside, it's something I really like."
A glint flashed in Qingyan's eyes as she recalled the two tentacles that Sang Zhitao had used to bring her into the space.
A long time passed, and the other children were still fast asleep, but the hypnotic music stopped at some point.
Even the sounds of insects, beasts, and birds in the forest have long since disappeared.
Sang Zhitao rubbed her stomach, but her eyes remained fixed on the forest, refusing to look away.
Even Qingyan held his breath, holding his magic weapon and staring intently into the depths of the forest.
Gradually, even the slightest breeze in the forest ceased, as if everything had come to a standstill, with the leaves hanging motionless on the trees.
“They’re here…” Two light words suddenly came out of Sang Zhitao’s mouth.
The back that was originally leaning comfortably against the barrier is now taut, like an arrow about to be released from a bow.
Whoosh!
Two tentacles flew out from the forest!
Sang Zhitao performed a somersault to dodge the attack from the two tentacles.
It was at this moment that the two of them noticed that the white on the two tentacles in front of them had only a few spots left, and at first glance, they looked like two jade pieces, full of the luster of jade.
"Fewer colors?" Qingyan frowned, and repeatedly reminded Sang Zhitao, "It should be more aggressive now, be careful!"
Just then, a tentacle grazed past Sang Zhitao's cheek, leaving a bloody mark on her face.
"You're injured!" Qingyan's eyes were extremely fierce as she looked at the tentacles, but she was helpless against the barrier and could only pound on it fiercely.
Sang Zhitao paid no attention to the injury on her face, but stared at the tentacle that had just injured her. She noticed that the part of the tentacle that had been stained with her blood had turned charred black, as if it had been burned.
Her eyes darted around, and she directly made a cut in her palm with the dagger.
Ignoring Qingyan's shouts behind him, he flicked the blood in mid-air.
Blood droplets fell onto the tentacles, sizzling and burning.
Sang Zhitao's eyes lit up instantly. She smeared blood on her dagger and began attacking the tentacles.
"Thank you, instructors! Thank you for being here! I'll treat you to takoyaki later!" She used all the killing techniques and fighting skills she had learned at the base, making her feel completely at ease and only wanting to express her gratitude to her instructors.
The tentacles seemed to sense the danger and began to retreat.
Sang Zhitao had already discovered it, so she swung the dagger in her hand even more fiercely.
After she completely severed one of the tentacles with her dagger, Qingyan, who had been constantly reminding her of the fighter jet's movement from behind, shouted, "The tentacle stopped moving after being attacked by the blood!"
Sang Zhitao paused, just as the remaining tentacles after being severed were heading straight for her face.
She instinctively opened her mouth and took a bite, then her eyes lit up again: "Peach flavor! I'll take it!"
Remembering what Qingyan had just said about the tentacles being severed by the blood-stained dagger not rejoining, she tore the wound on her palm even more open.
The dagger, stained with blood, was used to slash at the tentacles, until only a section remained, still standing in the forest.
She also sliced off almost all of the other tentacle.
Two tentacles flew swiftly into the forest.
Sang Zhitao, panting heavily, walked to the side, picked up a tentacle, and took a bite: "Pah! It tastes like celery! What a sin!"
With a disgusted kick, she shoved the tentacle aside and threw the peach-scented fruit near Qingyan.
She had planned to rest for a while, but looking at the tentacles made her feel so hungry that she couldn't stand it. After thinking for a moment, she picked up the tentacles and started gnawing on them.
Another two-meter-long tentacle entered his stomach, and Qingyan was completely numb.
"With the way you're eating and the way she's attacking you, are you sure she's not just delivering food to you?" Qingyan couldn't help but tease Sang Zhitao, who was clutching her stomach and burping.
"Who cares, it tastes pretty good anyway." Sang Zhitao wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth. "I wonder if we can raise them, I'm afraid we won't be able to eat them in the future."
Qingyan rolled her eyes: "Let's figure out a way to let me in to help you first, otherwise what if seven or eight come later, how are you going to deal with them?"
Just as Sang Zhitao was about to say that it probably wouldn't happen, seven or eight tentacles indeed flew out from the depths of the forest.
"Ah! Qingyan, are you a jinx?!" Sang Zhitao quickly rolled on the ground, then turned over, jumping up and rolling around on the ground every now and then.
In short, he was so busy that he was covered in white mud, his hair was messy, and he didn't even have a chance to use his blood to wield the dagger.
"Be careful, my ancestor!" Qingyan saw that she was gradually losing strength and her face had turned pale.
Panting heavily, Sang Zhitao tumbled around until she finally found a tentacle that was secretly stealing the child.
She leaped into the air, somersaulted, and landed on the tentacle, taking a bite: "Why does it taste like snail rice noodles?!"
She vomited as she swallowed the tentacles, gnawing one of them until it was a mangled mess with many gaps, before she regained some of her strength.
However, they also had to dodge the tentacles' attacks during this time.
Qingyan was getting anxious and subconsciously threw the magic weapon onto the barrier.
The barrier, which was expected to remain unmoved, began to ripple.
Qingyan's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly shouted to Sang Zhitao, "Eat quickly! The tentacle barrier will weaken if you eat it!"
Sang Zhitao reluctantly ate a few more bites of the snail rice noodle-flavored tentacles before turning away from the others, shouting to Qing Yan in between, "I'd love to! But I don't have time!!!"
As she spoke, she quickly rolled on the ground to dodge an attack from a tentacle.
Seeing that the tentacles seemed to be getting darker and darker with each attack, she had no choice but to grit her teeth, grab the nearest one, and stuff it into her mouth.
"Ugh! Why does it smell like a stink bug?! Ugh!"
While dodging and weaving, he gnawed at the tentacles while occasionally slashing them with his dagger, and finally managed to take down one.
Seeing that the method worked, Sang Zhitao was overjoyed and continued to repeat the process on the other tentacles.
"Ugh! I hate the smell of baijiu!"
"Even cold noodles won't do!"
"Who wants barbecue-flavored jelly?!"
"Why didn't you give me the fruit flavor! I want something sweet!!"
"Snake fruit doesn't deserve to be called a fruit!"
“It’s you!” Sang Zhitao, holding her knees and panting heavily, looked at the last tentacle in front of her.
The remaining tentacles were either chopped off, gnawed on, played dead, or sneaked back into the forest.
Even though the ground around them was littered with tentacle remnants, this one tentacle still defiantly waved in front of Sang Zhitao.
"I hope the taste won't be too disappointing!"
Sang Zhitao's eyes flashed with ruthlessness as she thought of the strange-tasting jelly tentacles she had just eaten.
The tentacle seemed startled by her and couldn't help but back away, but then, as if it had thought of something, it made an attacking motion and probed at her.
Sang Zhitao raised her eyebrows, gritted her teeth, and mustered the last of her strength to leap up!
"I knew I wouldn't be that lucky! I hate licorice! Ugh!"
Just as she was poking the tentacles with her dagger, several dark green tentacles crept along the ground and stealthily reached out towards her.
As it approached her, the tentacle slightly raised its head and flew towards her like a sharp sword.
Sang Zhitao no longer had the strength to dodge the tentacles. She could only gasp for breath, gripping the dagger tightly, her arm aching, as she gathered her last bit of strength.
Swish! !
Two dark green tentacles, each as thick as a finger, flew straight towards her face.
Sang Zhitao quickly waved her hand, and the dagger slashed through the air, instantly severing the two tentacles.
Unlike the unblemished tentacles, the severed tentacles initially lay on the ground pretending to be dead, before secretly approaching and fusing together.
The moment these tentacles broke off, they immediately burrowed into the white soil and became new attacking tentacles.
At this moment, the other five tentacles also began to attack Sang Zhitao.
Sang Zhitao was completely exhausted. Her legs gave way and she collapsed to the ground, only able to watch as the tentacles attacked her.
"I'm so angry!!!" A sharp sword light flew past.
The seven tentacles, each as thick as a finger, were all severed and fell to the ground.
As they continued to regenerate, Sang Zhitao felt herself being thrown backward by a force, and then lightly landed on a child.
"Your opponent is me now!" Qingyan held his spirit sword, his gaze fierce as he looked at the tentacles before him.
"Throw some to me, I need to replenish my energy!" Sang Zhitao couldn't help but remind her when she saw the blue flames igniting at her fingertips.
Qingyan immediately used his sword to pick up a piece and threw it to Sang Zhitao.
Looking at the tentacles scorched by the spiritual fire on the sword, Sang Zhitao thought of the flavors she had eaten before and felt that what was in front of her was a dark and unpalatable dish.
But her rumbling stomach forced her to take a bite of the tentacle.
Huh?
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