Regarding the memory of mussels, the only thing Fang Chen could think of was the cave under the artificial lake of Linhai Normal University.

It is as magnificent as a shell city, covering the sky and above the head, all of which are shining with hazy white light.

However, the mussels in front of me seemed to be more than those in the artificial lake cave of Shida University.

He was good at geography in high school, but after searching for the memories in his mind, he couldn't find a river that could have the wide bed in front of him.

From under your feet to the end that you can reach, the river does not know where it flows or where it ends, but what you see is all these white mussels.

He half opened his mouth and turned around and looked around.

My heart beat violently for a long time before looking down at my feet.

After a closer look, Fang Chen found that the mussels were a little different from what he saw in the artificial lake cave of Normal University in his memory.

These mussels are... smaller, and the shells are not as white as the underground caves of the Artificial Lake of the Normal University, but are covered with a light beige. They are much more comfortable to see with the naked eye.

It seems like I haven't taken the medicine...

Just as Fang Chen bent down carefully and picked up a mussel from his feet to take a closer look, a green cloud flashed behind his ear and fell down.

After dissatisfaction, Qinghong gradually woke up from his dormant state, with the tentacles above his head bent and his wings flew up.

Just as he was about to walk around Fang Chen's eyes, when he looked up, he saw the endless shell in front of him.

Qinghong had seen this thing. When he was still a bug, it was found in the swamp, but in its impression, the shell of this thing seemed to be green and not so light.

But what it is certain is that this thing is so delicious. Every time they see it, they will gather for it.

Although it has become a butterfly, Qinghong's recipe is still as the sandworm. It is a pure carnivore and has not been touched with meat for a few days. When it first saw this thing, its saliva would come out.

With his back to Fang Chen, it slid down.

He skillfully fixed the shell with his two legs. The wings behind him flashed slightly, and the white shell was slapped open by it.

The long mouthparts penetrated into the flesh that was still squirming, and sucked up.

For convenience, Qinghong transformed his body into the size of a normal butterfly, which looked a little larger than this mussel from a distance, but don’t forget how big its real body is.

This small mussel slid into her stomach and didn't even fill the gap.

Moreover, the taste of these mussels is not the same level as those they have eaten before.

Qinghong lay in this group of mussels, eating and drinking.

But it was just consuming its head and did not notice that as it continued to swallow the mussels around it, a mist began to float on the faint beige shells.

With the undercurrent surging at the bottom of the river, it was sent to it.

The mist around was getting more and more, and it gradually covered Qinghong without realizing it. In the mist, Qinghong's eyes gradually turned red, and his body shape became bigger little by little, but his movements slowly stopped.

A mussel fell from its claws and fell into the group of mussels.

Fang Chen, who had been looking down at the mussels in his hand, also saw the mist floating under his feet.

What's this?

The moment the mist covered his legs, he suddenly pulled his legs and wanted to take a step back, but the person moved, but his legs remained in place.

The mist looked light and fluttering, but when he pulled his legs, he seemed to be a chain on the ground, throwing him directly on the ground.
Chapter completed!