She flicked her five fingers, and the unfolded feather fan shot out several silver threads in an instant.
Silver threads flew, as fine as raindrops.
Quickly wrap the blown meat paste around tightly.
The splattered lumps of meat were bound by wire.
After Ye Qingluo stood still, his eyes quickly wandered among the meat balls.
This meatball has the ability to automatically recover.
Resilience must require a medium.
With that medium as the center, it is possible to recover continuously.
What she has to do now is to organize the recovery of the meat mass.
Find recovery media if possible.
As long as the medium is destroyed... the meat ball will never recover!
as expected…
After the meatball was smashed by bombing again.
The minced meat that splashed down the stairs gradually floated up and gathered towards a certain place.
And the minced meat wrapped by Ye Qingluo with silver thread also resonated.
Ye Qingluo squeezed Yinsi tightly, feeling the direction Yinsi wanted to go.
His gaze was fixed on the place where the meat ball first appeared.
There was a lump of flesh the size of a fist.
Some minced meat that was not bound by the silver thread was constantly flying towards the meat ball.
Pieces of minced meat fused with the fist-sized meat ball and condensed into a ball.
The minced meat bound by the silver thread kept struggling and vibrating, trying to move towards the lump of meat.
Ye Qingluo quickly squeezed the feather fan tightly, flipped the other palm, and made a palm wind.
A voluptuous red glow shot out from the wind of the palm, rushing towards the lump of meat.
Xu sensed the existence of danger.
Ye Qingluo just slapped the palm.
The minced meat bound by the silver thread gave out increasingly intense vibrations and reactions.
With a sound of "Boom," every silver thread broke.
Because of the sudden disappearance of this strength, Ye Qingluo staggered back a few steps.
Almost missed the steps.
She stabilized her figure, staring at the minced meat that broke through the silver threads and flew towards the lump of meat, blocking Ye Qingluo's palm wind...
Once again, there was a scene of minced meat flying all over the place.
However, this time after time the minced meat flew all over the place, which did not give people the slightest feeling of relief and breathing at the beginning.
Instead, it makes people feel cold and fearful.
Falling apart again and again.
Automatic recovery again and again.
This ball of meat is simply an unkillable monster!
Ye Qingluo's expression was condensed, and his long and narrow eyes stared at the meat ball without blinking.
She found that the meat ball was constantly recovering, and it took longer to recover each time.
It's like the energy is gradually depleted.
That is to say...
There is also a limit to the number of times this meatball can be restored
Once recovered to a certain number of times, the energy of the meatball is exhausted.
It loses its recovery power!
Ye Qingluo's eyes suddenly lit up, and he unfolded the Flame Devouring Fan with five fingers, just about to exhaust the ability of this flesh mass to repair it.
However, he saw that the recovered meat ball rushed towards the end of the other end of the stairs at the speed of light.
Those who have gone down more than ten flights of stairs are in the direction of the students in the high class.
Ye Qingluo was stunned for a moment, then realized something, and immediately said in a low voice: "Get out of the way! This monster wants to devour humans to replenish the energy of automatic recovery!"
Those students turned pale with fright when they heard the words.
The miserable appearance of Shangguan Liuli being swallowed was still in their minds, as if they were vivid in their minds.
No one wants to be the food of that meatball.
No one wants that meat ball to be swallowed up.
Just don't be too disgusting!
Just don't be too scary!
However, their speed was no match for the speed of the meatball.
But in the blink of an eye, the meat balls were already approaching them...