After Zhao Bodhi bypassed the trap and left, Wu Shan hurried up. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info at this moment he has a light talisman under each of his feet, and his feet do not touch the ground when he runs, as if he is relying on the wind to resist the wind.

Wu Shan was cross-minded this time, and he tried his wealth to catch Zhao Bodhi and force him to ask about the "adventures" on his body.

Wu Shan didn't know that there was a trap in the clearing in front of him, and with the effect of the light talisman, he floated through the clearing, his body was as light as a flocculent, and he didn't touch the trap.

Compared with Wu Shan's body as light as a flocculent, the big Xu Liang ran up, and the movement was much greater, and every step he ran had to kick out a "bang" on the ground, and the ground would be shaken, like a wild bull galloping in the wilderness.

Although Wu Shan had the experience of falling into a trap before and suffered a big loss, Wu Shan didn't care too much about the traps set by these mortals. With the strength of his Spirit Sea Mirror and his body, which is harder than a stone, even if he falls into a trap, he will not be hurt in the slightest.

As far as he is concerned, as long as he pays attention to Zhao Bodhi, he will not suddenly kill him, and as for everything else, it is easy to say.

Xu Liang paid attention to his surroundings wholeheartedly as he ran, and he didn't pay attention to the ground when he passed through the clearing. However, with Xu Liang's developed limbs and simple mind, even if he sees it, he probably won't see anything.

"Squeak ......"

Stepping on the clearing under the camphor tree, the fallen leaves on the ground squeaked.

After walking a few steps, Xu Liang's feet were like a light talisman, fluttering, his bulky body suddenly lost balance, and the whole person fell forward, and the mace in his hand fell from his hand and smashed to the ground.

Before Xu Liang could react, a net made of hemp rope on the ground was gathered from the ground and Xu Liang was netted in it. At the upper end of the rope net, a rattan kept shrinking, hanging the net and Xu Liang in the net in the air.

Because he had been wary of Zhao Bodhi, Xu Liang's spirit had always been on high alert, so he quickly reacted.

After seeing that he was just hanging in mid-air by a net, his face was full of disdain.

"You want to trap Uncle Ben even if you break the net?"

Xu Liang grabbed the two ropes on the net and tore them at will, but found that the net was not torn apart.

Seeing this, Xu Liang couldn't help but be stunned, he secretly glanced around like a thief, and only after finding that there was no one around, he was relieved.

This trap was used by Zhao Bodhi to catch strong bears, and the net used was naturally not an ordinary net. This net was obtained by him from the city lord of Bluestone City, and as for the toughness of the rope, Zhao Bodhi once tried, and it took eight points of force to tear off the rope in the net.

"Drink!!"

Xu Liang shouted, increased his strength a little, only heard the sound of "boom", and the net was torn out of a big hole.

Seeing his masterpiece, Wu Shancai breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, the look of disdain on his face became a little thicker, and he also showed a smug smile. Strength is what he is most proud of, and if he can't even tear through a net that mortals use to hunt, then use it to mix?

"It's not good!"

Xu Liang clapped his hands, picked up the mace and was about to jump off the net.

At this moment, a black thing the size of a head fell from the camphor tree and smashed on the rope net, and a few drops of cool and swishing liquid dripped on the back of Xu Liang's neck and slowly flowed into his back.

What is it?

Xu Liang subconsciously reached out and touched his back.

"Buzz! Buzz ......"

Before Xu Liang could figure out what was going on, a dense buzzing sound suddenly sounded around him.