The flames went out, Su Mo looked at the soldier's legs and said that before he could react, he directly controlled his legs and slashed them with a knife.

Close to the base of his thighs, his entire leg was cut off by Su Mo, without a drop of blood splashing out.

Su Mo put the scorching knife close to his legs, and the smell of the scorched meat was emitted with the repeated white smoke.

Except for Su Mo, no one noticed that the Tang sword close to the flesh and blood was dark red and was sucking the soldiers' blood bit by bit.

And the soldier had fainted from pain.

What if her knife could clear the virus and blood together?

This is Su Mo's thought when he saw the wound for the first time, and now he has given his actions. Whether it is useful depends entirely on God's will.

The remaining three people were cut off their limbs in the same way by Su Mo.

Sun Cheng, who had been helping behind, couldn't help but admire the general's woman. The most he had seen at the base were those women who were like proud peacocks with supernatural powers. Such high-level, decisive and cruel are rare.

After dealing with the four people, Su Mo drove Sun Cheng out. The four injured were all fainted. She took out some of the Biluochun who had been carrying in the system bag and sprinkled some of the soldiers with broken hands and feet one by one.

The burned skin tissue will not cause additional infections except for speeding up healing.

After doing everything, Su Mo stood up. She looked like a dense dot with no signal on the TV screen. She had just walked out a few steps and leaned forward because of the waves.

Lu Chen, who had been guarding the door, hugged her waist and locked her in his arms: "Thank you for your hard work."

Su Mo hung it on him and let him hold it: "The rest is just to look at the luck of these people."

Lu Chen ordered a few soldiers to guard the door, and if there was any mutation, he would kill him on the spot.

Su Mo has been sleeping for a day since she got on the boat. Now she is almost vomiting, and she has no sleepiness. Seeing that she doesn't want to sleep, Lu Chen takes her to the deck of the boat and sits on it.

Jianxiong has been cleaned up here, and there is also a strong smell of detergent, which cleans the bloody smell.

The soldiers and psychics who had been busy for a day were already tired and slept on the deck.

The two of them were covered with blankets. Su Mo heard several gunshots on the boat opposite. She turned her head and happened to meet Lu Jin's narrow eyes as dark as ink. His slender fingers were pulling the trigger, and white smoke was rising from the dark hole.

She turned her gaze slightly and did not look at his murderous eyes. Several corpses were thrown into the sea on their ship.

Retracting his gaze, Su Mo pinched Lu Chen's hand and whispered: "Your space power is level 4, right?"

"Um"

After receiving the man's affirmative answer, Su Mo asked in his ear: "Can you tear the space apart?"

Lu Chen looked down at her, then shook his head: "It's not possible yet."

Su Mo was stunned. Did she and Li Qian guess wrong?

"What do you want to do?" Feng some big men wrapped her tightly.

"Did you feel something wrong when you confronted Lu Jin at the Lu family that day?"

Lu Chen thought about it for a moment and finally said: "It's the same as me."

Su Mo shook her head seriously at this time, and she turned her head and whispered: "I saw Lu Jin tearing the space with my own eyes. He is very likely to be level 5 or even higher."

Lu Chen did not show similar space abilities at level 4, which only means that the person is at a higher level.

"After going to the island, there will be fierce battles," Lu Chen said.

"Yes" Su Mo leaned against his chest.

The man closed his eyes and sat with her in his arms, squinted his eyes and took a nap.

After sailing for about three or four hours, Su Mo kept his eyes open and no sleepiness. Today's weather has been gray, without sunshine, only the dark sea water, and...

She frowned slightly, about a kilometer in front of the boat, the sea level was covered with a thick gray fog.

Yang Jianguo was yawning in the cab. After seeing the mist, his expression changed and immediately raised an alarm. It was an oversized bell hanging on the wooden pole outside the cab.

The ringing rings keep ringing.

Everyone was awakened by him and noticed the mist in front of him.

Lu Chen opened his eyes immediately, he put away the blanket and stood up: "It's miasma."

Su Mo nodded in agreement: "It's so big before you reach the South Island."

He immediately ordered all his subordinates to take the miasma-clearing medicine, and Yang Jianguo was also stuffed with one by Jianxiong.

He followed Jianxiong to the deck, his voice a little anxious: "It's awful that this piece of fog suddenly!"

Lu Chen asked: "What do you say?"

"There are countless reefs under this sea area, so it's not easy to escape!" Yang Jianguo was anxious on the deck.

This news is really terrible.

Lu Chen looked back and asked to the mental psycho-powered person standing aside: "Can it be detected?"

"Yes," the man nodded.

Lu Chen: "Help him."

Yang Jianguo quickly led the people there.

The fog was getting closer and closer to them until they flooded the two ships.

As soon as the fog entered, Yang Jianguo was almost blind because his vision was blocked.

Although he had come to this sea and land many times before the end of the world, the compass failed. Although the spiritual psychopath could help him escape the reefs, the routes around him could also make him lose his direction.

Since Lu Chen entered the heavy fog, his eyes were staring at the front. The big black ship beside them had long been no longer visible.

It was a misty piece, and Su Mo was on the boat, and people two meters away could no longer see clearly, which showed the richness of the miasma.

The wind seemed to be still in this area.

Yang Jianguo kept wiping the cold sweat on his head, and finally he had to stop the boat.

After Lu Chen looked up at the motionless weather vane on the pole at the top of the cabin, he met Yang Jianguo's hesitant gaze: "Lost."

He said the affirmative.

Yang Jianguo nodded: "The fog is too strong, all the pointers are failing. I have to avoid the reefs. I am really powerless."

He is also old and can't remember these twists and turns.

Even if there is a map, you can't find the point after such a series of turns.

Lu Chen frowned and walked into the cab in diameter. A map was spread out. The spiritual psychopath stood by the side. He shook his head at him: "If you don't point out the clear route, I can't recognize it, so I can only avoid the reef."

Lu Chen held his hands on the map, suddenly took out his pen and drew it above the sea area in the map.

Seeing him constantly outlining the route, Su Mo secretly claimed to be surprised that he had just written all the bends after falling into heavy fog.

Until the last stroke stopped, Lu Chen filtered the drawings and then picked up the drawings and said coldly: "I said, you can open it."

Yang Jianguo stroked his hand on the steering wheel and nodded: "Oh, okay."

The ship slowly advanced in the fog. With his amazing memory, Lu Chen could accurately record the road just now and return to the original track whenever the mental power psychic psychic requested to bypass the reef.
Chapter completed!