Xu Hao is not as careful as Fatty, nor has he been framed by the Prophet several times, so he doesn't know this common sense at all. In addition, Xu Hao does not have the little good luck of despairing the sky, so he will be able to eat a tree that cannot come out of it.

"That thing on my face is too big and stuck me?" Xu Hao couldn't squeeze it out for a long time. In anger, he used up all the trees and ate a big passage, and finally ran out.

This made the fat man feel sorry for him. As an auxiliary, a group of trees was hard to come by. It would be fine if Xu Hao could successfully escape. If he couldn't escape, he would have to beat him up later. The fat man thought fiercely.

Xu Hao finally escaped to the bottom of the tower, and the tower knocked off the little ant on Xu Hao's body, but at this moment, the ants made the last ordinary attack. As long as this ordinary attack could hit, Xu Hao would die.;

A blue light flashed by...

"miss, this..." Cob was about to praise the team's killing this time, but when he saw the Blue Light, he could not speak.

Just when Xu Hao thought he had escaped, another ray of ant silk floated out of the ant's mouth.

"It turned out to be a combo... it was a miss, miss..." Xu Hao thought in his mouth.

The God of Luck Xiaoxiao said again: Satisfy you.

After two consecutive extreme dodges, Mingyue's commentator Cob no longer knows what to say.

Dodging the deadliest ordinary attack does not mean that Xu Hao is safe. His body is still shining with the dark red of the urn.

Xu Hao followed the fat man's command and hid his heroes in the woods to prevent ants from chasing him. Then he stared at his blood volume, which increased... decreased... decreased... decreased...

When the urn effect disappeared, the blood on the Void Mask was enough to make people tremble with excitement.

A little blood!

Another little blood limit escape.
Chapter completed!