—Is this a provocation
After hearing Yuan Yuxue's words, an extremely gloomy and terrifying look appeared on that twisted and weird face.
Although Yuan Yuxue's life needs to be saved as a deal, there are too many ways to punish a person without harming his life.
The eyes that were staring coldly at Yuan Yuxue turned into a pair of insect pupils that were straight and full of malice. Under the gaze of the king insect, the silver threads were trembling slightly and approaching Yuan Yuxue.
However, what happened in the next moment was difficult to understand clearly even with its active thinking.
Yuan Yuxue did not try to avoid the trembling silk thread that was approaching and almost rubbing against her cheek and earlobe. Instead, she reached out her hand and suddenly grasped it.
This scene was simply unbelievable in the eyes of the King Insect.
In fact, the combat robot's body is very tough and is made of very special materials. So when Yuan Yuxue faced this venom that could dissolve everything, she also had a very good resistance to the venom.
This prevented his seemingly weak hands from being immediately melted and dissolved by the venom.
However, the sharp nature of the silk threads was not affected in this situation. Yuan Yuxue's hands holding the silk threads were immediately choked by the sharp nature of the threads, leaving several red marks.
The red marks on the hands did not look like any terrible injuries, but rather added a rich and vivid color. Like some kind of decoration, they even carried a sentimental and ambiguous meaning.
If it were just that it would be fine, but Yuan Yuxue didn't seem like she wanted to let go.
He grasped the terrible silk thread more deeply, destroying the strange and regular pattern woven by the silk thread. The large piece of silk thread that looked like smoke was pulled off by his bare hands and tangled into a ball. Because of such reckless and rough actions, the originally white and delicate hand was cut with sharp wounds one after another. Blood gushed out from the wounds, dyeing the silver silk thread red in an instant.
Wounds were all over Yuan Yuxue's arms, and her clothes had been torn, making her look miserable. The blood was flowing out uncontrollably.
In fact, this was all Yuan Yuxue relying on the advantages of her own body to act recklessly and break through the level in a very violent and forceful manner.
If an ordinary person touched that thread, even if he was not poisoned to death, he would probably be cut into pieces of blood and even his bones would be worn flat.
It was just that Yuan Yuxue's body was too strong, so only these wounds were left, as if she had been lightly scratched by the tip of an extremely sharp knife. She could not feel any pain, not to mention that Yuan Yuxue herself could not feel any pain.
The wound wasn't even that deep, but the sight of the blood gushing out was scary.
Such injuries, coupled with Yuan Yuxue's self-healing ability as a war robot, can be repaired in less than half a day.
This is just allowing it to repair naturally. If energy is used to accelerate the healing, it can be repaired in just one minute - but Yuan Yuxue doesn't intend to waste time on this.
After all, such a minor injury on his arm would not have much impact on his movements. He would not be slow or lose his grip, so there was really no need to force a repair.