Although the road ahead is difficult, it is not life-threatening after all. He had nothing to hesitate, and he reached the green jungle before the sun appeared above his head.
He shuttled among them, avoiding the blazing sun. Keep an eye on the sky from time to time to see the right direction. At that time, he hardly needed to rely on the sun, because the darker the sky, the closer he was to the Giant's Castle.
That section of the journey was very peaceful, but it made him start to feel uneasy. Giants, the most powerful creatures in legend, can even be called gods. Isn't there a little bit of danger outside their realm
As if he was answering his thoughts, soon, the front of the jungle suddenly started to tremble.
A figure suddenly jumped out from the side and knocked him to the ground brutishly. From the corner of his eye, he saw the burnt yellow robe on the wrong side, decorated with disgusting black spots.
"Food? Not a slave?" The man closed his mouth in a hoarse and sinister voice, which reminded him of the ugly cannibal race in the jungle.
"Then he saw it first!" A high-pitched voice sounded from behind, slowly approaching him.
"See? Can you catch the food?" Huangpao laughed.
"If he says no to him, then deny him!" The high-pitched voice became high-pitched, and the sound of rapid footsteps was close to my ears.
He saw a black figure pass over his head and pounce on the man in yellow robe in front of him. The man in yellow robe tried to be tough, but was easily pushed to the ground by his opponent, letting out a low roar of pain. He looked at the man's black robe and couldn't help but asked tentatively: "Am I the only one who can't stand it?"
When the two heard his words, they stopped fighting almost at the same time. The black robe turned around, and he couldn't help feeling frightened when he saw Wrong Fang's face. Even when he had just been attacked, he was not as frightened as when he saw Wrong Fang's face. What kind of face is that? It's so ugly and distorted that it's almost impossible to see the facial features, especially the missing eyes. He didn't expect that the brother Di described looked like that.
"Do I know Jhin?" One Eye said.
If the wrong party says that, it means he doesn't deny it. Moreover, it is very likely that Ke Kejin is not dead! He couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and replied: "He knows his brother."
"Is that so?" One Eye patted the soil he was on, bringing up a little bit of mud. Only then did he see clearly that the robe he was wearing was not black at all, but was stained by mud and water. The mud dripped in front of him, and it turned out to be pitch black, and exuded a pungent stench.
"It seems that there is no food." Huangpao said disappointedly, losing interest in continuing to fight with Duyan. He rolled his eyes and suddenly asked: "Am I here to see Jin?"
When Du Yan heard those words, his expression became a little strange.
He didn't know what their intentions were, but at least they no longer regarded him as food. He almost blurted out: "No, he comes to him."
The one-eyed face was smiling, and he turned to the yellow robe beside him and said, "It seems that the moment has finally arrived."
Huangpao's expression also became excited, and he led the way diligently, "Follow him!"
The reaction of the two people made him feel a little uncomfortable, but he had no other choice at this time, and he really wanted to see what the legendary Jhin looked like.
After passing through the green jungle, they finally came to what they called "camp". There, he saw many people, wearing all kinds of clothes. They gathered in the open space, and their appearance and behavior gave people a twisted and sick feeling. The surroundings were filled with an unpleasant smell, as if the smell of decay was mixed with various pungent odors. Just breathing the air there made him feel dizzy. He had little doubt that if he stayed there for a while, he would become like the others, his mind becoming twisted and crazy.