What is going on? Qiu Yan was completely awake in an instant, retracted into the tent, and said in his heart, could something have happened?

But why didn't there be any movement at all, he didn't sleep to death just now, he could know that he was in a state of semi-sleep, he could be Li Mowu and Le Jin's skills, what could make them hit without making a sound?

Qiu Yan quieted down and listened, there was no sound outside, and he couldn't help but panic a little, at this time, in the absence of a sure safety, just in case he didn't dare to make a sound, he immediately touched back, touched the camp's miner's lamp, and then turned it on, but after playing twice, he found that it was not lit, and then he touched his pocket, took out a lighter, and hit it a few times, but it didn't light up, and there was not even a little spark.

Qiu Yan scolded secretly, immediately took a few deep breaths, told himself to calm down, and couldn't help but complain in his heart that it would be bad together, and he wanted to unscrew the glow stick when he put it away, but with the movement, Qiu Yan found that the lighter in his palm was very burning.

Qiu Yan said strangely, how could it be so hot, there was not even a spark just now, Qiu Yan tried to hit the lighter again, and then put it under his palm, and suddenly there was a blazing burning sensation in his palm, and he immediately withdrew his hand back.

Qiu Yan paused for a moment, the lighter was on, but why was it still dark in front of him, and there was no light at all.

The lighter's breath lingered, and it must have been extinguished quickly after a burn, but the problem was that he couldn't see any fire, and it was pitch black in front of him.

Suddenly, Qiu Yan didn't react at all, and subconsciously thought that something was blindfolded, reached out to touch it, and found out that it wasn't when he touched his eyelashes, and then he wondered very much, and said what the hell is wrong with this. Is it that the fog here is too thick? Lighting up the watch, Qiu Yan almost put it in front of his eyes to see, but it was still pitch black, and he gradually found that this kind of blackness was extremely uniform.

Still very confused, because he didn't have any such concept in his mind, so almost the second monk was confused, waving his hand vigorously, trying to dispel the black tide in front of him, always feeling that he could shake away the darkness with a wave of his hand, but it was useless at all.

After being blindsided for a long time, Qiu Yan calmed down, and carefully pondered what was going on, it was dark outside, and there was no sound, could it be that something unexpected happened when he was sleeping, covering all the light.

But this doesn't make sense, it's so close but you can't see the slightest light, thinking about it, I slowly reacted, and a cold thought suddenly appeared in my heart. It's impossible to cover the light, in this case, is it that you are blind?

Qiu Yan couldn't accept it, he had never had this kind of concept in his mind, it was too abrupt. But I couldn't stop the fear in my heart, that kind of fear was different from any previous fear, and even far beyond the fear of death, Qiu Yan began to rub his eyes hard, subconsciously blinking hard, until his eyes hurt and couldn't open them. Then I immediately thought of Xijiang, and pushed him in the past, trying to wake him up, and asked him if he could see the light, but after pushing a few times, he found that he was very hot all over, obviously with a low-grade fever again, and he didn't wake up after shaking for a long time.

Qiu Yan took a few deep breaths to calm himself down, and immediately remembered Li Mowu and Le Jin, if he is really blind, then this is a kind of shooting blindness, and there must be a reason for shooting blindness, such as light burns or poisoning, people can't be blind for no reason, so it's likely that they are not the only ones who are victimized.

If they were not blind and only themselves were victimized, then they might be outside the tent, but they were lurking around without making a sound, thinking of this, Qiu Yan immediately climbed to the edge of the tent, listened to the movement outside, and shouted softly. "Li Mowu, Li Mowu!"

Waited for a while, but no one responded.

Qiu Yan's scream was not light, it was impossible not to hear it in such an extremely quiet environment, unless both of them fell asleep, but it was absolutely impossible for Lejin to fall asleep.

Qiu Yan's cold sweat flowed down, and he said that something must have happened to them, and when he sat back, he thought of the speculation of the three of them a few hours ago, and his heart became furious, and his heart said Could this be the mutation encountered in the camp?

Can camping here turn people blind?

Qiu Yan's mind was almost messed up, he couldn't understand it at all, and he thought of countless possibilities, but he didn't think it would be like this at all. In such a place, for a team of normal people, this sudden blindness is equivalent to the death of all people, and even more terrible than death.

For the first time in her history, Qiu Yan felt fear from the heart, and countless images flashed through her mind, thinking of groping in the rainforest, seeing nothing, and without the blind man's adaptation to hearing, death was only a matter of time, and I am afraid that I would experience a long period of extreme horror before death.

But what was it that caused me to go blind, and I ate the compressed biscuits all the way, was it the mist, or the after-effects of the toxin that had been bitten by the three-eyed monster?

Qiu Yan was already very calm, probably because he still couldn't accept the fact that he was blind, but at this moment, suddenly outside the tent, far away, a strange voice came from the voice.

This voice is not familiar with the voice of any person, infinite fear, coupled with darkness, silence and the hallucination of waking up, made Qiu Yan's heart shiver, and immediately listened to it, it turned out to be what everyone heard in the rainforest, the kind of human voice similar to walkie-talkie static electricity, high and low, indescribably weird.

Qiu Yan's mind came up with the hideous figure standing like a snake, and his throat tightened, how could this damn thing linger, with dazed fear, Qiu Yan was like a wounded person who instinctively trembled when a finger approached his wound.