Followed by that short, sarcastic, provocative sound.
The cockroach actually spread its wings!
Not only it, but the slightly smaller ones behind it also spread their wings!
The next moment's scene became a nightmare for many southern netizens in the broadcast room.
The cockroach swarm pounced on Ye Lang like a black storm. The room was instantly silent, with only the sound of rapid breathing remaining.
Ye Lang didn't open his mouth.
He simply clenched his fist tightly and faced the black storm like a madman.
Ye Lang's figure was looming in the black storm, and his rays of light cut through the night sky like lightning, each of them precise and accurate.
Wherever the light went, the smaller cockroaches fell down one after another.
The hissing sounds of cockroaches and the slicing of flesh mixed together, and the smell of blood filled the air.
Although the mosquitoes were slow to arrive, they quickly filled the battlefield like a dark cloud pressing down on the sky.
A cold light flashed in Ye Lang's eyes, and his momentum became more fierce.
Whether it was a swarm of mosquitoes or cockroaches, he killed them mercilessly.
Every time the sun fell, it brought with it a bloody storm.
After an unknown amount of time, Ye Lang finally stopped.
The ring-headed sword was covered in blood, but miraculously, the blade had not bent or broken.
The corpses of giant cockroaches and mosquitoes covered the entire corridor, leaving no place to step.
Only the giant cockroach with scars was left, dying but still roaring in despair.
The swarm of mosquitoes had long since dispersed, leaving only a few scattered around in the corners of the ceiling, making faint buzzing sounds.
After the mosquito mutated to the size of a soccer ball, it actually gained some wisdom and learned to temporarily avoid the attack.
Ye Lang stared at the scarred giant cockroach, his mind flashing back to the scene where it knocked Tang Long to death and tore him into pieces and swallowed them.
Ye Lang took a deep breath, slowly lowered his sword, and approached the giant cockroach step by step.
Fear showed in the giant cockroach's eyes. It struggled and tried to retreat, but it was no longer able to escape.
Ye Lang raised a pair of iron fists and smashed down like a madman.
Support, hammer, smash, push, chop, shake, hook, lean...
Each blow was filled with endless fury, and the sound of bones breaking was clearly audible.
When Ye Lang stopped, the giant cockroach's head had been completely deformed, bloody and mangled, and there was no movement at all.
He breathed heavily, his eyes flashing with fatigue and relief.
"Master, hahaha, Master.
The traitor Ye Lang has avenged you! Hahahahaha..."
Ye Lang laughed loudly towards the sky, but tears rolled down his cheeks.
Ye Lang had not shed a single tear in the past two days after his master's death, but now his tears were surging like a dam bursting.
The grief that had been pent up in my heart for a long time was finally released.
Ye Lang knelt beside the cockroach's corpse, letting his tears and sweat flow.
At this moment, netizens were silent in the broadcast room, and the comments gradually appeared:
"My condolences." "Tribute!"
It was as if everyone felt Ye Lang's grief through the screen, and the deep love between master and disciple was very moving.
After calming down, Ye Lang slowly stood up, picked up the ring-handled scimitar, and began to cut open the cockroach's belly.
The blade passed by, cutting open the cockroach's abdominal cavity, and its internal organs and white flesh were scattered all over the ground.
Ye Lang searched carefully and finally found some undigested meat and clothing fragments in the stomach. They were Tang Long's relics.
With trembling hands, Ye Lang carefully took out the minced meat and scraps and placed them in the plastic bag he had prepared.
He was about to stand up when he noticed something strange under his feet.
Looking down, I saw that it was a white floc in the giant cockroach's brain.
Slightly larger than a ping-pong ball, the image has unclear stratification and emits faint fluorescence.
Ye Lang's heart moved, and he picked it up carefully and put it away.
Yao Xi had already closed the live broadcast room.
Ye Lang was a little curious about this warm and slippery object in his hand.
Simply throw away all the cockroaches and mosquitoes.
However, similar flocs were only found in the bodies of a few larger cockroaches, but not in the rest.
Without thinking too much, Ye Lang collected all the flocs and left silently holding Yao Xi's hand.
After returning home,
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