Chapter 920: The Ultimate Tracking and Finding Troops

Di Ping was overjoyed. Originally, he thought that taking this terrifying fruit would be uncomfortable, and he was ready to endure the pain of scraping his stomach with a knife, but he didn't expect it to be so easy and enjoyable.

After the energy transformed into deiro fruit rushed into his stomach, he felt his whole stomach warm, like drinking a bowl of hot sheep soup in winter, exuding a warm feeling from the inside to the outside.

Di Ping closed his eyes, exuding a feeling of laziness, lying on the rattan chair and enjoying this wonderful smell, he felt that he would definitely be able to fall asleep in a while.

However, less than ten seconds later, his face suddenly changed, and he suddenly opened his eyes.

Because he feels that the warmth in his stomach is getting stronger and stronger, from the previous warm to hot, and it is getting hotter and hotter, it seems that a heater has been placed in the stomach, and it is constantly heating, and it gradually becomes more and more hot. From hot to hot.

"call!"

Di Ping spit out a hot breath from his mouth, and a large amount of mist was actually formed. He felt a little more comfortable when he spit out this breath, but the next moment he had to change his mind. After just a few seconds He began to gasp heavily, as if trying to dissipate the heat in this way.

However, everything is a journey, the heat in the stomach seems to be endless, and it is getting more and more serious, like a volcano erupting, the hot magma erupts from the inside out.

The billowing magma burned with raging flames, scorching the stomach, and then starting from stomach cancer, lungs, heart, liver, spleen, and even the whole body.

dong dong...

His heart beat faster, like a horse's hooves falling sharply, like a war drum beating wildly, if anyone in the room at this time would definitely hear the powerful beating of his heart.

At this time, in this empty room, the sound of dong dong was extraordinarily strange.

Di Ping's blood seemed to be burned by the flame at this time, and all the blood boiled, rushing towards all parts of the body with the flaming flame, bringing the flame to all parts of the body, and every time it passed, it was everywhere. Start to burn, at this moment blood is gasoline, go all the way to burn all the way.

"Hot hot..."

Di Ping was sitting upright at this time, his eyes were straight, his eyes were red with fire, as if a flame was burning, and his skin was even more scary, like a cooked prawn.

The blood carried the flame to all parts of the body, and his entire body seemed to be burning. The pain made Di Ping almost collapse, and he roared silently.

"Wait.... to you... ***... how... how... no... tell me... it hurts so much?"

Di Ping clenched his fists, clenched his teeth and roared angrily.

"Di... The host didn't ask!"

The cold voice of the system sounded in Di Ping's mind.

"Hold!"

Di Ping could only scolded him angrily. He had no energy to say anything else, and the pain at this time seemed to be like a tidal wave.

His already aching teeth chattered, his hands clattered, his body curled up on the ground, his mouth opened but no sound came out.

The sweat beads on his forehead poured out like spring water, but the sweat was evaporated in an instant, making a creaking sound, and a white mist rose up on his body, covering his whole person, making it difficult to see. Only the sound of pain and struggle can be heard, and the scalp of the person listening is numb.

The flames are burning the skin, burning the muscles, burning the bones, burning the marrow, his skin is creaking straight, as if there is oil oozing out, the bones are burning in the fire, making a cracking sound as if it will split in the next moment. .

Di Ping only felt that his consciousness was beginning to sink. He could not bear the burning of the fire and was about to fall into a deep sleep. He could no longer bear such pain.

Whoever tried it, the skin under the fire was so painful that the pain was divided into twelve grades, and the fire was the twelfth grade, which was the most painful grade. You can imagine how unbearable this kind of pain is. .

At this time, Di Ping's skin was not burned by fire, but his whole body was burned by fire from the inside to the outside. This kind of pain was unbearable.

In ancient times, there was a criminal law, which put people into iron bulls and set them on fire. The pain was nothing like this, right?

It's just that Di Ping was in high spirits. Although his consciousness was a little vague, he never fainted. He had to experience the pain of the fire all the time.

At this moment, he is like the porcelain in the kiln that has been tempered at a high temperature to become a beautiful object.