Thrombosis again?

"There’s nothing wrong with this big dragon. Give me something else," murmured Zhuang not far away. "But you have blood clots in your veins, which is not good for your health. I’ll help you take it out."
Some greedy and melodramatic person took out the soft ball without any hesitation.
Then he reached in and felt around.
Another soft ball.
"Dragon, I said this thing is gone …" Not far from Zhuang, I still brazenly took out a dozen regiments from the inside.
It’s worrying to look at that pile of tuanzhuang not far away. This thing is much more destructive than blood, and it’s not safe at all.
Not far from Zhuang, there is a ceramic shell filled with it, but even so, it can last a little more than a day
With Yunjin, when it is better, the effect of blood on Yunjin is very low, which can be more stable.
"Dragon, if you do this again, I won’t call you out to chat." Not far from Zhuang, he muttered and reached in.
It seems that everything nearby has been touched by Zhuang not far away. He groped in it for a long time and didn’t touch anything.
Not far from Zhuang, I was wondering whether to put some blood before touching it. Suddenly I felt something in my hand.
It doesn’t feel like a clot. It’s thin, long and more resilient.
"What is this?"
This thing is very slippery, and it is not far from the village. It was barely grasped and slowly pulled out from the inside.
This thing, like everything else in the muscle, is silvery white, about as thick as a flute, but it’s really long.
Pulling it out more than two meters, I felt that I had pulled it out of my muscles when I was light.
Not far from Zhuang, take that thing in your hand and watch it carefully.
It looks like a long rope and some kind of giant parasite, but there is no life activity.
Not far from Zhuang, when your eyes shine, this thing seems to be much more powerful than gloves!
He shook his eyes a few times while holding the long rope.
Okay, this thing can be used as a whip
"Ah hey look at my whip …"
Just like all whip players, Zhuang accidentally threw the whip over his head and drew himself.
"Ah, pain, pain, pain …" Zhuang is not far away, but he is afraid of pain!
As soon as he turned around, he saw that his back clothes had been torn. This is a fight for weaving women!
Good Heartache
And my back is still red and swollen, and I’m afraid it won’t go away for a while.
"Dragon, you know I’m not good at whipping … why don’t you give me something else?"
"Besides, I’m a big man playing with a whip. I’m not a queen!"
Someone who is really greedy put his hand in again.
What do you mean, demanding degrees? Here it is.
But this time Zhuang really touched something not far away.
"Hey …"
This time it’s harder than the whip. It’s a rigid solid.
And sharp.
Not far from Zhuang, I touched a little bit.
His two fingers gently pinched a little tip.
"ah!" Not far from Zhuang, his finger was stabbed and he shrank his hand consciously.
And then reach for it, and the sharp thing has disappeared.
"How so …" Not far from Zhuang, he touched it for a long time and never touched it again.
He took back his hand to see that the wound was still bleeding for less than half a centimeter, and took a suction at the fingertip wound. "Dragon, don’t have rabies … or I’ll be dead."
When the muscles tremble slightly, of course, they can’t talk.
Not far from Zhuang, he stretched out his hand and touched the muscles. "Although I don’t know what it is, since I can’t find it, I’m glad I lost my life. Let’s just let it be. Thanks, Tai Lung."
Zhuang is not far away, though greedy, but not greedy.
When he patted the muscle, the muscle wound was carefully sealed up, and when he carried a lot of blood clots, he rolled up the rope and carried it in his hand and turned away.