Running in the jungle is not an easy task, especially in the dark of night when you can't see your fingers. 1357924?6810ggggggggggd

Sweetheart held up her flashlight, and the bushes made her pursuit more difficult, and she had to make out the sound herself as she navigated the way.

But it's been a while since Qinglang left, and the jungle seems to be calm again, and she really doesn't know if she can find Qinglang or not.

If she can't find it......

If Qinglang came face to face with that scheming short and thin man......

Sweetheart didn't dare to think about it, no, she had to find it!

It undoubtedly takes a lot of courage to walk in this kind of place alone, those horror stories that have been seen and heard are popping up at this moment, ordinary people are afraid that they will be scared and cry bitterly, but the sweetheart is different, she has an obsession, she wants to find Qinglang, and nothing can inject infinite strength into her more than this matter.

She walked and walked, not missing any clues, and at the same time she had to watch out of all kinds of poisonous beasts that suddenly emerged from the jungle.

You know, in this kind of place, even a small poisonous bug can kill her.

There are traces of collision and friction on the branches of the dense bushes, it is estimated that one is running, one is chasing, and no one has the heart to cover up the traces.

Sweetheart followed the traces all the way, and found the morning light from the early morning, but Qinglang and the short and thin man were never nowhere to be seen.

Not only is there no trace, but there is not even a trace of sound, and the sweetheart even suspects that she is lost!

As the sky grew brighter, a milky white mist rose from the jungle, and the mist was scattered and drifted in all directions, apparently miasma.

Sweetheart covered her mouth and nose tightly, gritted her teeth and stomped her feet, digging deep into the white.

She held a few torches made of mugwort in her hand, one deep and one shallow, and sounded the code they had set before setting out with fear.

No, there was no response, the sweetheart had changed from a code to a loud shouting of Qinglang's name, she had been walking for so long, from night to early morning, why was she still missing?

Sweetheart couldn't think about it, she was almost scared to cry!

Just when she was gone, suddenly, she stumbled under her feet, tripped over something, and almost fell to the ground.

Sweetheart looked down and saw a military kettle resting quietly at her feet, with specks of blood on it, the blood stains were dry, but the color was still very fresh, apparently from not long ago.

It's a clear kettle!

Sweetheart's heart mentioned the eyes in his throat, whose blood stains were on the kettle?

She picked up the kettle, and suddenly heard the sound of flowing water, and she hurriedly hung the kettle around her neck and followed the sound of the water to find it.

"Qinglang?" Sweetheart whispered, but the sound of the water was getting louder and more urgent, and she went straight to a fault, and when she got there, it seemed that the road was gone.

The stream was under the fault, and the sweetheart probe looked down, estimating that the stream was about two meters away from her, and the current was so fast that she could even hear the sound of the water falling off the cliff if she listened closely.

Qing Lang wanted to come looking for water, but was calculated? So the blood stains on this kettle ...... Is it clear?

Sweetheart leaned out and cautiously called, "Qinglang?"

Suddenly, there was a squeak-" scream from the canopy above her head, followed by a heavy object "banging" on her helmet, scratching desperately.

Sweetheart was fortunately prepared, although the little thing's claws were sharp, it was impossible to pierce the iron in a short time, and Sweetheart rolled on the spot, dodging the catastrophe, and before she could catch her breath, she shot a sharp arrow from the canopy and flew towards her with a whistling whistle.

"Be careful!" Before Sweetheart could get up, the arrow had already chased after her chest, and when it was too late, a figure suddenly flew out of the bushes and pounced on her, blocking the arrow for him.