When I felt that every pore in my body was crawled by ants, I was shocked by Shen.
Along with the sound of rustling and rustling, it gradually became clearer, and there was a sound similar to "snoring" in the stomach, as well as a "hiss"-like gasping sound...
The mountain, which was so silent before that even the sound of footsteps seemed extraordinarily ethereal and abrupt, became more and more noisy at this time, and all the voices were directed towards the three people who were in a circle with their backs to each other in the forest.
The sound of flapping wings abruptly rose, accompanied by countless sharp and eerie bird calls, and a large crowd of cages came over, instantly covering up the light that penetrated through the gaps between the branches in the mountains.
The three of them only felt that the surroundings were dark, and all the previous mixed sounds stopped abruptly, except for their breathing, nothing could be heard—
It was this sudden silence that made the atmosphere even more tense. I thought that the silk was wrapping my heart, and it was densely wrapped into a net. Then I grabbed one end and twitched it, and it tightened in an instant, so I couldn't breathe. …
☆、chapter27
In the breathless silence, suddenly, there was a loud bang, echoing in the mountains and forests, the ground collapsed, the rocks and soil shattered and splashed, and the smoke and dust were so fascinated that people could hardly open their eyes. Ye Zhao and the others felt that their feet were suddenly empty, and before they had time to cry out, they fell into a deep pit along the fallen clods.
"Ah!" Luo Xiaochen howled, "Nima, what is so disgusting!" He reached out and touched a protruding stone, trying to support himself to recover, but in the end he felt a lot of soft and sticky things. He was shocked and threw his hand, accidentally hitting another person.
Ye Zhao snorted, and Luo Xiaochen hurriedly said, "Did I hit your wound?"
"No." Ye Zhao gritted his teeth and said, "The wound hit a stone."
"How is it?!" Xia Zhiming reached out and touched him, and supported him with Luo Xiaochen.
Reaching into his waist and touching it, he felt a new wetness on the side of his shirt, Ye Zhao frowned, and then endured the sharp pain again: "It's okay—"
Before the words were spoken, the birds that had previously covered the sky and the sun scattered, swooped into the woods, fell high and low on the trees, and looked down at the pit where the three of them were staying from above, so starved of hunger. Yu Wang's eyes made people shudder.
As light came in again, it was no longer dark in front of me, and the scene became clear again. However, they were not at all fortunate to be able to see their surroundings again. Because, in the tens of seconds when the light was lost just now, the original empty dàngdàng, the forest where nothing could be seen except the trees and fallen leaves, was completely different at this time—
Dozens of animals that look like cats but not cats lie between the branches. The brown markings like money make them look more like small cheetahs except for their faces, but their ears are much sharper than those of leopards, standing straight up, and their chests are white. And the thick long hair undulates gently with the sound of "snoring, snoring". They grinned, revealing their tiny incisors and fangs on both sides. They were white with chills, and their elongated, arched bodies were full of attack power, and they seemed to be able to tear open the necks of their prey in the next second.