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Chapter 178 The Escaped Canary in a Cage
The force with which the young man turned his head almost broke his own neck. The vines that drank the blood of the gods split his mouth, and the countless tiny teeth were squeezing and wriggling. The dark creature without eyes twisted his body , slowly and tentatively
into the cage of the canary.

"Damn! That lunatic actually got the magic vine, which has been extinct for so many years!" The young man moved back with his hands and feet: "Oh, don't come here, you inferior creature who dares to absorb the blood of the gods!"

The unscrupulous little prince of the god race completely forgot that this magic vine has always lived on the blood of the god race.

"Hey... oh."

The blond-haired and purple-eyed little prince fell off the raised blanket unexpectedly. Like a weak cub, he rolled down to the bottom of the booth, and quickly hid in the booth with the magic vines chasing after him. in the stall.

The young man panted heavily, and when he heard the scream from the magic vine that was close at hand, he covered his mouth in horror, and subconsciously backed away, until he touched something soft, and then stopped trembling.

"Susu."

The magic vine fluttered along with the surging smell of blood from the protoss, and when it touched the white booth, it shook its veins and shrieked back, avoiding the blue flames that suddenly rose up.

After completely escaping from the canary's cage, he was not burned by the blue flame.

The magic vine was sadly swimming in the sea of ​​blood outside the cage. It sucked blood, not daring to risk its life to chase the delicious taste, even though it was a protoss engraved in its genes to represent delicious food.

The exhausted little prince huddled under the blanket and remained motionless. He was tired and hungry, and the pain in his back gradually disappeared in the dim environment. He tried his best to tense his nerves and listened to the movement outside.

"Hi."

The exhausted little prince woke up from his sleep. He rubbed his aching head. He didn't know how long he had slept in this hellish place. He should really be glad that he wasn't eaten by the magic vine because of laxity and sleepiness.

Evil lunatic.

Let him, the prince of the Protoss, fall to this point.

As long as he goes out, he will definitely let the emperor lead the gods to destroy this planet!
The boy who had vented his curse fell heavily backwards, he sighed and rubbed back and forth comfortably, his purple pupils, which were especially alluring under the darkness, shone with a faint light, the immature boy was still so delicate and unparalleled.

"It's so comfortable and soft." The young man muttered in a low voice, and reached out to pat the soft and cool thing on his back: "It's like the feeling of throwing yourself into the arms of your mother when you were a child."

mother?

in arms?
soft?
The delirious little prince repeated these words in his mind in a daze, he rubbed against him again, moved forward slightly, touched something softer, and closed his eyes contentedly.

This blanket is so comfortable.

It was softer than the feathers of the phoenix brought up as a tribute, but it was a little cold.

The spoiled little prince hugged something that made him feel comfortable and at ease in his drowsiness, and when the black scab on his back became bigger and bigger, he fell into a deep sleep again.

On the cold and pale back was a wriggling black scab. The black scab was getting bigger every second until it covered the entire shoulder that hadn't become broad. It finally revealed its ferocious true face.

(End of this chapter)