There are more and more casualties on Wen Leyang's side, and Miao Bujiao's swarm of bees are having a hard time. This kind of human figurine Gu can only be cast one on one. Thirty human figurines require thirty casters. Once the witch Gu is forced to cast the spell, The victim may also be seriously injured. Www,QuAnBen-XIaoShuo,CoM
Next to a huge swamp deep in the dense forest, a group of light green flames was burning. Twenty or thirty dwarfs were lying densely next to the fire, their faces pale green reflected by the flames. Everyone was disemboweled. These The dwarf's human figurine Gu was broken not long ago, and he was seriously injured and dying, and his belly was dug open by his companions.
The other dozen dwarfs happily held a large jar and carefully collected the internal organs of their companions. They whispered to each other, shook the jars to show off their harvest, and made a squeaking sound like a mouse grinding its teeth.
These internal organs are excellent raw materials for refining witchcraft.
There was also a dwarf, sitting upright facing the flames, with beads of sweat on his head. His body trembled from time to time, and his face became paler and paler. The fake temperature he controlled was not done. Every time he suffered a serious injury, the power of the human figurine Gu would increase. If it is relieved, his own injury will be more serious.
Just when the dwarf who cast the spell couldn't hold on any longer, and a mouthful of black pus and blood spurted up to the sky, an angry laugh sounded without any warning at the edge of the dense forest: "Kill!", and five people rushed towards him like angry leopards!
The dwarfs who were collecting the internal organs immediately exploded their nests, threw the jars in their hands on the ground, and ran around awkwardly. They hid in the jungle swamps and used witchcraft to kill people, but they had almost no self-defense ability, and their strength was comparable to that of a seven or eight-year-old. Worse than a child.
The four "death characters" are like tigers coming out of the gate, with blood-red eyes, either poisoning or wielding a knife to mercilessly kill these monsters.
None of the dwarfs escaped. Faced with the death-defying tactics, they had no chance to perform witchcraft. Black blood flowed all over the ground in an instant. What was unexpected was that there was actually a hoard of blood in their shriveled bodies. With amazing blood.
Wen Leyang was a little surprised. He didn't expect things to go so smoothly. He felt the surroundings with his skin breathing, and made sure that there were no hidden enemies in the dense forest.
The four dead men didn't need to give orders. Everyone put on plastic gloves specially designed for surgery and carefully began to examine the dwarf's body.
A swarm of dwarfs launched a witchcraft attack. There will be a loud sound of mud. Wen Leyang was right. The sound of thin mud is similar to the Buddha's light from Zhanyan Peak. The strange sound not only disturbs the enemy. And it can also assist with witchcraft. When the witch Gu is attacked. The sound of mud will gradually decrease until it dissipates.
The sound of mud had no context to follow. It sounded from all directions at the same time. But when witchcraft is attacked. The sound of mud must have weakened first in one direction. The sounds from other directions became lighter.
There are dead characters and centipedes over there. Every time he stabbed Fake Wen Bu Doo into his body. Wen Leyang can find the direction and move forward for a while. After sneaking all the way, we found the place where the dwarfs lived. Defeat the enemy in one fell swoop.
The process is simple though. But if you don't have your own special spiritual sense to feel the slight vibration caused by the sound. Even if I understand the truth, I still can't find the direction.
A man with a dead character held a piece of green cloth found from the corpse. Walked to Wen Leyang.
There are still two big words written on the cloth: It's too late! There are strands of silk on the cloth strips. It should have been torn off the third 'bench'.
The four dead characters have stopped searching. There is nothing of value except the cloth strips. They are scattered around and are on guard. The glances they occasionally glanced at Wen Leyang were full of respect and joy.
Wen Leyang frowned. He had always thought that the 'bench' was a warning from Miao Bujiao, but now it seemed that someone else had placed the bench, otherwise the dwarf wouldn't have had to pull off the cloth to prevent them from seeing it.
On the back of the strip of cloth, there is a line of beautiful small characters: Northwest, let fate happen.
Wen Leyang took the cloth into his arms and waved to the sign of death: "Let's go back..." He just took two steps and stopped. After hesitating for a moment, he quickly jumped back to the open space and kicked the corpses towards them quickly. Before a third of the fire was finished, the blazing green flames were extinguished.
When they rushed in, they happened to catch up with the last dwarf who failed to cast witchcraft on the green fire. Wen Leyang didn't understand the key, but he put out the fire without fail.
The moment the flames went out, a scream suddenly came from Qiniang Mountain in the distance, like a red-hot knife that penetrated everyone's brains from the eardrums without stopping.
Wen Leyang was startled, and asked the dead character next to him who was looking at him with a "Why are you so worried?" "Are you in trouble?"
The dead character blinked his eyes: "Maybe!" After saying that, the five people ran away, rushing towards the direction of Little Pepper...
After the shrill scream, the entire dense forest began to be filled with a layer of nauseating moisture. When Little Pepper was wandering, his eyes suddenly blurred, and Wen Leyang had returned.
Mu Mu jumped up in surprise. Before she could speak, Wen Leyang rushed over and grabbed her arm. She didn't have time to tell the direction and shouted loudly: "Run!"
A group of people ran away after Wen Leyang without asking any questions.
The compacted earth was rapidly cracking, clinging tightly to the end of the team. Huge mud bubbles burst open, emitting a pungent stench. The woods kept collapsing and being swallowed up by the cracks, and a rumbling sound filled the world. central!
Little Pepper kept looking back while running, and asked Wen Leyang in surprise: "How did you get into such a big trouble..." Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly screamed, and the ground under their feet became softer. Every step made people sink into the mud. After a few steps, the mud spread from the feet to the knees. Fortunately, the mud did not continue to sink, which only greatly reduced everyone's ability to escape.
The cracks behind him were like hungry leeches, wagging their heads and chasing after him with their mouths wide open.
Wen Leyang kept running back and forth in the team. As long as someone fell behind a little, he would catch him and throw him into the team. In just a short while, Wen Budo had already flown five times. Even his silent brother complained about him: "Can't you run faster?"
Little Pepper stopped suddenly, turned around and shouted to Wen Leyang: "No, there's a trap!"
Wen Leyang kept throwing people away and didn't care about anything else. The soft mud road was now covered with invisible human-eating bubbles. Two people had already lost their footing and fell. They didn't even have time to scream. It just disappeared out of thin air.
Wen Leyang was now too exhausted to exert any energy. He was looking at the back instead of the front. He gritted his teeth and shouted: "Northwest! Run to the northwest!"
Mu Mu agreed and hurriedly identified the direction: "We are running to the northwest!"
"Then run!" Wen Leyang had never noticed before that Xiao Lajiao was so talkative. As long as she had one sentence, she would definitely reply with the next sentence. When she was absent-minded, she thought for no reason: She just wrote about herself What did she recognize in the palm of her hand? Then the figures in front of him shook, and Wen Buzuo became the last one again. He looked at Wen Leyang with a bitter face: "I'm tired, I'm tired."
A group of people are fleeing under the chase of a huge crack. From time to time, some people fall into hidden traps. Several dead characters and centipedes with the best footwork line up in a row and run wildly. Once someone falls, the people following behind They will quickly avoid the trap, and everyone's face is covered with thick sadness!
Finally, the mud under everyone's feet became shallower and shallower, their footsteps became lighter and lighter, and the crack that was chasing behind them gradually slowed down. When the ground became dry and hard again, Little Pepper's eyes lit up. They had already run. Out of the dense forest.
Fissure roared unwillingly, and stopped abruptly when it reached the edge of the jungle. Wen Leyang walked at the end, and the jungle behind him trembled violently for a few times before regaining its calm.
A total of nine people got stuck in the mud and never came out.
Behind Wen Leyang and Xiaojiao, there were only eleven people left, seven dead names and four centipedes.
There was a desert in front of him, and the land under his feet was all dry and cracked. It looked like it should be a river bed that had dried up for thousands of years. In the distance, a weird-shaped temple stood among the tombs.
Several dead characters breathed a sigh of relief, and the happiest one was Wen Budo: "Not even a root of grass!" He still thought that he was strangled to death by Fujiko.
The river bed is desolate, with no grass growing, and the loess reaches the foot of Qiniang Mountain.
But after the four Luo family centipedes rushed to the river, their faces suddenly changed!
Little Pepper stamped her feet and yelled angrily at Wen Leyang: "You...how did you point the way!" (Quanben Novel Network www.QuAnBen-XIaoShuo.com)