Yes, and this one. Fang Siyuan patted the TV cabinet, "This thing should last for a while. "
"If it doesn't work, there's still a bed." Nie Renyan raised the corner of his mouth and stretched out his index finger one by one. "Three sheets, iron ones, can hold them up for a long time."
"Fuck! Slot!" Luo Xiaochen was stunned, "You guys from the demolition team! Can you leave some money for the hospital?"
Mu Tou silently pointed his finger at Luo Xiaochen, and said expressionlessly: "There is another one that can be blocked."
Luo Xiaochen: "..." Nima made fun of labor and capital!
Although it is a joke, if the fog persists in the end, when there is really no way, the above will no longer be a joke. All the things that can be used, even the quilt, can be blocked for a while.
This is the idea that almost everyone in the room is pondering, of course, except for Nie Renyan.
With his back against the wall, coupled with the concentration of his consciousness, even if there are two layers of thickened layers of special material, he can hear a very slight "hissing" sound when the white fog melts the glass. Because the material is different, the sound of the white fog touching the outer glass and the thickened layer is also slightly different.
"Kara!" With a soft sound, Nie Renyan's half-squinted eyes moved, and he tilted his head to look out the window—surely, the outermost glass had been completely melted.
There is no barrier between the white fog and the thickened layer, but the thickened layer is indeed stronger than ordinary glass. After the outer glass was melted out of the hole, fog has already poured into the glass and the thickened layer. In the space between, and the thickened layer has been in contact with the white mist for a long time, the surface is not very spent.
It took about an hour for the outer layer of glass to melt away from the fog. I don't know how long these two thicker layers of special materials can last.
Nie Renyan covered his left hand under his right arm, and a layer of black smoke faintly floated up, gathering in the palm of his hand and slowly flowing.
When he went out to bring the child back, the reason why he was hardly corroded by the white mist was because he was surrounded by this layer of black smoke, but when he opened that layer of protection and caged the child in, he was surrounded by white mist. Xu rubbed the corner of his mouth.
This layer of black smoke is related to his own spiritual power. At the beginning, he couldn't even wrap himself completely. As for now, there should be no problem in trapping five people.
But there are six people in this room including him, tsk.
Nie Renyan thought for a while, then glanced out the window again, the rusting sound of "hissing" outside continued, like a deadly snake peeping, spitting out blood-red letters, waiting for an opportunity to move, just vacate and take it. The life of the prey. He retracted the black smoke in his hand, put down his arms and walked straight to Ye Zhao's side, consciously reaching out and wrapping his arms around Ye Zhao's waist.
Ye Zhao: "..." What scriptures did you post? !
He glared at Nie Renyan, raised his hand and squeezed Nie Renyan's wrist, trying to unscrew someone's claws.
As a result, Nie Renyan's voice came through the place of contact in a deep voice: "Daughter-in-law, it's business, don't move.
Ye Zhao is dark