The spiders that were trying to pounce on them suddenly froze in place, as if someone had pressed the button to stop them.
Zhou Yu then realized that the spiders were less than two meters away from their feet.
Above their heads, countless spiders were hanging down from the silk threads. Although the threads looked thin, Zhou Yu could feel that they were not ordinary. Once they wrapped around the neck, they would definitely be able to cut off a normal person's neck.
What exactly was Tan Yiming doing with these dangerous creatures?
The outer shells of these spiders seemed to be harder than normal tarantulas, as they trembled under the cold light.
Soon, all of the Rhodes tarantulas began to tremble.
Gradually, their rhythm became unified. The sound waves seemed invisible, but it made Zhou Yu's heart feel like it was being suppressed by a boy's heart.
The sound became more and more subtle. Different people would not be able to distinguish the sound, but to Zhou Yu, it was clear as day.
His skull seemed to tremble as well, and his bone seams were about to crack with this uniform rhythm. Zhou Yu raised his hand and hugged his head, wanting to press back his skull that was about to be shaken open.
"I didn't know these guys had this kind of skill …" Mo Ye narrowed his eyes, and supported Zhou Yu who was next to him.
Perhaps they felt that the light in the villa was not lethal, so a few of the Rhodes tarantulas tried to approach Zhou Yu and Mo Ye.
Without hesitation, Mo Ye raised his leg and stomped the closest one to him to death.
With a snap, the rest of the Rhodes tarantulas rushed over. Mo Ye tore off his jacket and swung it violently, flinging away the tarantulas above his head. His jacket was instantly torn into pieces by their threads.
Just when Zhou Yu felt that the situation was bad, he heard a snap. All of the Rhodes tarantulas froze, and no longer had any intention of coming forward.
This scene looked as if the entire world had been conquered by the Rhodes tarantulas, and only Zhou Yu and Mo Ye's side had not fallen.
The maddening trembling stopped.
Zhou Yu exhaled. He turned his head and saw that Mo Ye was holding a lighter in his hand.
These Rhodes tarantulas were afraid of fire, or perhaps they were afraid of warm light, so they did not come out during the day!
Mo Ye's expression was cold and stern. Zhou Yu rarely saw him with such an expression.
Even though they were in danger, Zhou Yu subconsciously felt that Mo Ye's side profile was like a cliff in the dark, with a sexy aura.
Mo Ye's voice sounded in Zhou Yu's mind: Now is not the time to look at me. Once the flame was extinguished, they would swarm forward again. Even the slightest movement would cause the flame of the lighter to go out accidentally.
Zhou Yu did not mind that Mo Ye had seen through his thoughts. He slowly lowered his body and picked up the clothes that had been cut open by the Rhodes silver beads. He patted Mo Ye's shoulder and said, "Let's go to the kitchen."
Mo Ye used one hand to protect the flame of the lighter, and followed Zhou Yu as he slowly retreated.
As they walked, the Rhodes tarantulas that had surrounded them retreated until they were pushed into the kitchen.
Mo Ye could not help but say to Zhou Yu: There is less space in the kitchen.
Zhou Yu replied: There's wine in the kitchen.
There was half a bottle of vodka on the counter. Zhou Yu opened the cap and poured all of it on the clothes.
Mo Ye naturally understood what he meant, and used the lighter to set the clothes on fire.
In an instant, a large bundle of flames ignited, startling the tarantulas into retreating one after another, retreating a large distance away.
Zhou Yu threw the clothes out, and it covered a small group of Rhodes tarantulas. In an instant, the tarantulas began to crackle as if they were infected.
Mo Ye's eyes widened. They did not expect the tarantulas to be so flammable! If one of them was burning, the others around it would quickly catch on fire. The speed at which the flames spread was extremely fast.
However, the tarantulas would not just sit there and wait for their deaths. They immediately scattered. When the burning tarantulas were reduced to ashes, there was still a large group of them eyeing Zhou Yu and Mo Ye covetously.
Mo Ye smiled helplessly in his mind: I suddenly wish they were from Nibelungen.
In less than a second, Zhou Yu and Mo Ye could kill them all.
Unfortunately … they were not.
The spiders that were trying to pounce on them suddenly froze in place, as if someone had pressed the button to stop them.
Zhou Yu then realized that the spiders were less than two meters away from their feet.
Above their heads, countless spiders were hanging down from the silk threads. Although the threads looked thin, Zhou Yu could feel that they were not ordinary. Once they wrapped around the neck, they would definitely be able to cut off a normal person's neck.
What exactly was Tan Yiming doing with these dangerous creatures?
The outer shells of these spiders seemed to be harder than normal tarantulas, as they trembled under the cold light.
Soon, all of the Rhodes tarantulas began to tremble.
Gradually, their rhythm became unified. The sound waves seemed invisible, but it made Zhou Yu's heart feel like it was being suppressed by a boy's heart.
The sound became more and more subtle. Different people would not be able to distinguish the sound, but to Zhou Yu, it was clear as day.
His skull seemed to tremble as well, and his bone seams were about to crack with this uniform rhythm. Zhou Yu raised his hand and hugged his head, wanting to press back his skull that was about to be shaken open.
"I didn't know these guys had this kind of skill …" Mo Ye narrowed his eyes, and supported Zhou Yu who was next to him.
Perhaps they felt that the light in the villa was not lethal, so a few of the Rhodes tarantulas tried to approach Zhou Yu and Mo Ye.
Without hesitation, Mo Ye raised his leg and stomped the closest one to him to death.
With a snap, the rest of the Rhodes tarantulas rushed over. Mo Ye tore off his jacket and swung it violently, flinging away the tarantulas above his head. His jacket was instantly torn into pieces by their threads.
Just when Zhou Yu felt that the situation was bad, he heard a snap. All of the Rhodes tarantulas froze, and no longer had any intention of coming forward.
This scene looked as if the entire world had been conquered by the Rhodes tarantulas, and only Zhou Yu and Mo Ye's side had not fallen.
The maddening trembling stopped.
Zhou Yu exhaled. He turned his head and saw that Mo Ye was holding a lighter in his hand.
These Rhodes tarantulas were afraid of fire, or perhaps they were afraid of warm light, so they did not come out during the day!
Mo Ye's expression was cold and stern. Zhou Yu rarely saw him with such an expression.
Even though they were in danger, Zhou Yu subconsciously felt that Mo Ye's side profile was like a cliff in the dark, with a sexy aura.
Mo Ye's voice sounded in Zhou Yu's mind: Now is not the time to look at me. Once the flame was extinguished, they would swarm forward again. Even the slightest movement would cause the flame of the lighter to go out accidentally.
Zhou Yu did not mind that Mo Ye had seen through his thoughts. He slowly lowered his body and picked up the clothes that had been cut open by the Rhodes silver beads. He patted Mo Ye's shoulder and said, "Let's go to the kitchen."
Mo Ye used one hand to protect the flame of the lighter, and followed Zhou Yu as he slowly retreated.
As they walked, the Rhodes tarantulas that had surrounded them retreated until they were pushed into the kitchen.
Mo Ye could not help but say to Zhou Yu: There is less space in the kitchen.
Zhou Yu replied: There's wine in the kitchen.
There was half a bottle of vodka on the counter. Zhou Yu opened the cap and poured all of it on the clothes.
Mo Ye naturally understood what he meant, and used the lighter to set the clothes on fire.
In an instant, a large bundle of flames ignited, startling the tarantulas into retreating one after another, retreating a large distance away.
Zhou Yu threw the clothes out, and it covered a small group of Rhodes tarantulas. In an instant, the tarantulas began to crackle as if they were infected.
Mo Ye's eyes widened. They did not expect the tarantulas to be so flammable! If one of them was burning, the others around it would quickly catch on fire. The speed at which the flames spread was extremely fast.
However, the tarantulas would not just sit there and wait for their deaths. They immediately scattered. When the burning tarantulas were reduced to ashes, there was still a large group of them eyeing Zhou Yu and Mo Ye covetously.
Mo Ye smiled helplessly in his mind: I suddenly wish they were from Nibelungen.
In less than a second, Zhou Yu and Mo Ye could kill them all.
Unfortunately … they were not.
