The dreaded Aedes albopictus mosquito has pounced, and a huge cloud has struck the jungle, and any creature with living characteristics will be targeted.

Chu Yuan's ears were filled with buzzing sounds, as well as the screams of the holy envoys.

He held his breath, already guessing that he was covered with Aedes albopictus.

The mosquitoes were surrounding themselves, but they hadn't yet broken through the defenses of the leaves.

The wet leaves closely protected Chu Yuan.

But Chu Yuan was facing a big problem, and it was getting harder and harder for him to breathe.

The leaves of the Devil Swamp were wet all year round, and they were thick and pressed on Chu Yuan's body, almost cutting off all air.

Chu Yuan is not much different from being buried alive.

His idea was to hide for a while to breathe, but Aedes albopictus had already flown over and was wrapped around his head, and he couldn't breathe.

Chu Yuan's brain was buzzing, his brain was starved of oxygen, and his eardrum was about to be punctured by the sound of mosquitoes.

Fortunately, at this time, a holy envoy rushed over, he didn't look at the road at all, and rushed forward while swatting the mosquitoes, and the swamp mud on his body continued to slide down to his body, revealing his skin.

Swamp mud is useful, not only to mask the breath, but also to protect against the mouthparts of Aedes albopictus.

But just now it was too hasty, and several holy envoys were not ready, and only smeared a layer of dirty mud on their bodies.

"Get out of here, get out of here!" the holy envoy stumbled, clapping with one hand and scribbling with the other, striking, repelling mosquitoes again and again.

But it was useless, there were too many mosquitoes, and they pounced on his bare skin like a vampire.

What's even worse is that the holy envoy attracted the mosquitoes that surrounded Chu Yuan.

Suddenly, more mosquitoes pounced, and the envoy became a target.

Chu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, quickly pushed away a small piece of leaves, and exposed his nose.

As soon as it was exposed, several mosquitoes pounced, but fortunately, Chu Yuan reacted in time and shrank back.

He secretly thought that when the holy envoy was sucked dry, mosquitoes would come to surround him.

This kind of mosquito should be day and night, they usually don't encounter so many big meals, I'm afraid they will stay in Chu Yuan all night.

You can't sit still.

Gritting his teeth, Chu Yuan pulled out the dagger, covered his head with his clothes, and jumped up.

He didn't stop, and went straight to the east side—the west side was full of Aedes albopictus, and he couldn't go to people's nests.

As soon as Chu Yuan jumped out, he attracted a large number of mosquitoes and buzzed after Chu Yuan.

The fallen and wailing messenger cried out: "Help, help!"

Where can Chu Yuan save him?

The jungle was still quite dense, there were mosquitoes in almost every inch, and Chu Yuan was also surrounded, but fortunately he ran fast and broke through the encirclement.

But his skin was itchy and he had already been bitten a dozen times.

It can be seen with the naked eye that there is a red meat bag on his skin, which is painful and itchy, and Chu Yuan feels that his body is also heating up, and he has a little allergic reaction.

It's horrible.

He continued to run, and soon the woods in front of him were thinning, because on the east side, there was no jungle at all, only swamps.

Chu Yuan quickly looked at the swamp and could see that there were many dry tree trunks on top of the sludge, and there were also aquatic shrubs in the swamp.

The swamp here should be relatively strong, after all, it can grow trees.

Chu Yuan went out, jumped on the trunk of the tree, jumped on the bush with his strength, and hugged him tightly.

The bush shook and steadied, and the swamp below was indeed sturdy, and it was estimated that it could settle down.

But Chu Yuan didn't dare to take risks, he couldn't see clearly at night, and it would be over if he landed wrong.

He looked up at the jungle, where the black mosquitoes were still chasing after him.

Chu Yuan hurriedly fished for the moon in the water like a monkey, scooped up handfuls of sludge and smeared it on himself.

The swamp smelled so bad that Chu Yuan almost threw up.

Luckily, he was quick and smeared himself as a black monkey before the mosquitoes pounced.

Now, except for his eyes, the rest of his place was covered in swamp mud.

Aedes albopictus had nowhere to put its mouth, and refused to leave, so it buzzed around Chu Yuan.

This is quite terrifying, Chu Yuan can inhale more than a dozen mosquitoes with a single breath.

On the mountain, the audience was still roaring, the chaotic lights were shooting around, and some people discovered Chu Yuan by the moonlight.

After all, Chu Yuan left the jungle, he stepped into the swamp, and there was nothing to cover.

One drone after another flew over and photographed Chu Yuan's vague sound and shadow.

"Is that the Oriental God of Killing? He's surrounded by Aedes albopictus!"

"What about the rest? Aren't they all dead?"

There was a lot of talk, and the drones flew everywhere, trying to find the rest of the holy envoys.

Chu Yuan began to calm down, this night he would be extremely difficult, and when the swamp mud dried up and fell off, Aedes albopictus had another chance.

Even if it is two seconds, you may be bitten to death.

Chu Yuan raised his head and stared at the mosquitoes in all directions, they charged and bit again and again, but they were all blocked by the swamp mud.

This is a group of demons who do not die.

Chu Yuan watched them pounce down again and again, and suddenly felt familiar, isn't this a waterfall stone?

Holding the bush by himself is no different from gossip standing on the pile.

Chu Yuan suddenly suddenly, all of this is the same source.

Thinking about it like this, Chu Yuan came up with a bold idea, how about using Aedes albopictus as a waterfall stone?

Qinling deciduous leaves, waterfall stones, Aedes albopictus ...... It's all a progression path, and it's getting harder and harder each time.

Chu Yuan's heart is hot, since he can't escape, then come, cut off the mosquito with one sword!

He looked down at his feet and cautiously probed to make sure that the swamp beneath his feet was solid.

The dirt sinks when stepped on, it overflows, but it only submerges the ankles.

Chu Yuan landed on his feet, and then pulled the dead wood around him and put them on top of each other, making the soil stronger.

In this way, he has an activity space of about one square meter.

The swamp on your body began to fall, but Chu Yuan moved quickly, and if he fell off, he repainted it, and he could bear it after a few bites.

Everything was ready, Chu Yuan raised his dagger and slashed at the mosquito swarm!

The mosquito swarm was like a stream of water, scattered all at once, and then regrouped and pounced on Chu Yuan again.

It has to be said that Aedes albopictus is too fast, after all, they have wings and will move with the air current.

That is to say, every time Chu Yuan goes down, the airflow will drive the mosquitoes to fly away, so that the mosquitoes can hardly be cut.

It has to be faster, lighter, and more subtle!

Chu Yuan was full of fighting spirit, and on this square meter of swampland, he fought with Aedes albopictus.

The drone above captured this picture, and the audience on the mountain was stunned.

"Is Dongfang stupid to kill gods? fight with mosquitoes?"

"Laughing at me, cutting mosquitoes with a dagger? Is he mentally retarded?"

While the crowd was laughing, a group of holy envoys suddenly emerged from the forest, and they were going up the mountain and returning the same way.

"It's the Holy Messenger, save people!" the audience hurriedly went down to answer, and some even sprayed insecticide.

At the highest point on the mountain, there is also a group of spectators here, but the level of this group of spectators is obviously much higher, and most of them are not killers.

A man with a calm breath stood with his hands in his hands, quietly looking at Chu Yuan's position, thoughtful.

Next to him, the registrar of the Killer Hall spoke: "Lord Saint King, I didn't expect to encounter Aedes albopictus, this time it's troublesome, it is estimated that only Lord Dida can pass the test." ”

"He's already on the east side, which isn't mosquito territory, and he's escaped. Anders opened his mouth and pointed at the small Chu Yuan, "Who is that person?"

"Oriental, the number one killer in Austria, has good strength. The registrar explained, and then couldn't help laughing, "He should have run back, but he ran into the swamp and was surrounded to death, I'm afraid he won't survive tonight." ”

"Not necessarily, this person is very peculiar, he is practicing martial arts, not crazy. ”