Xuan ignored the woman in red, who had never been too cold, and after speaking, he picked up the rock lying on the ground and turned to leave, but after only taking five steps, he could no longer move forward. Everyone went from relaxation to crisis again.

After a while, everyone began to involuntarily retreat, and it was a luxury to be unable to move an inch, and the direction was the bamboo forest that was constantly collapsing and condensing.

Ruozhu was also a little anxious in his heart, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down from his forehead.

Looking at the current situation, the bamboo forest crisis has not ended, but has intensified. What kind of person is this opponent, does he like this kind of embarrassing feeling? Either let us go, or just do a big job, so that there is no one alive or dead, and it is really a headache to just play this ghost hitting the wall.

If the bamboo is like this, the other people are even more helpless, seeing that everyone retreats to the edge of the bamboo forest again, the ground under their feet collapses, without exception, everyone directly falls into it......

"Tick ...... Tick ......"

The sound of clear water droplets is like a perfect rest between fairy music, and no matter how beautiful things are, they also need to give their admirers a little room for aftertaste.

If you are wandering, this thousand mountains are showing, and the beautiful scenery of green water is enough to be called a good picture, but at this time, listening to the ears of Ruozhu who fell to the ground at this time, it has undoubtedly become a death talisman on the road, so it is not annoying.

Xuandu's strength is the strongest among all people, and the first person to wake up often suffers more than the second and third...... There are more people who wake up.

Looking around, for some reason, I can always feel the murderous intent behind this beautiful scenery.

In the ensuing period, everyone else woke up one by one, the men were mostly attracted by the surrounding scenery, and the women were the first to clean up the dust on their bodies.

Ruozhu sat on the ground and bowed his head silently, he didn't know how many knots he had tied in his heart, how many branches had grown before a mountain had passed, and he confessed to himself, he was really a little heartless and insufficient.

At this time, a stream that had just been diverted flowed in front of him, and Ruozhu didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, picked up the water and raised it to his face a few times.

The water is very cold, and in addition to removing mud stains from the face, it is also said to have a refreshing effect.

Ruozhu's feeling is the same as the legend, and the thoughts in his mind have changed from being groggy and wanting to give up, to regrouping and reopening.

But at this moment, the water around him gathered more and more, Ruozhu couldn't help but retreat, and Ruozhu was stunned by the reflection of the water surface, where is the person in the water, that...... It was clearly a senior brother I hadn't seen for a long time.

How is this possible? Ruozhu couldn't help but staggered back a few steps.

"Smack...... Smack......"

Ruozhu's feet stepped on the water, the water was not deep, just reaching the surface of his feet, Ruozhu still thought that he was wrong, but when he looked back at himself in the water, he was still a senior brother Mo asked.

Rao is scheming and unruly Ruozhu is also messed up at the moment, and kept shouting in his heart: "I am Ruozhu, seeing that my green bamboo pole is still tucked in my waist, how can I suddenly become a senior brother." ”

A few steps came to Xuandu, and saw that Xuandu was also looking down at himself in the water, Ruozhu looked at the water, where did the reflection come from, there was nothing on the calm water......

Reaching out and grabbing Xuandu, Ruozhu's eyes were at a loss for eagerness, and he opened his mouth to ask Xuandu if he saw himself, but found that he couldn't speak at all.

Xuandu felt someone grabbing him, and slowly raised his head, his eyes full of horror.

The old and the young looked at each other for a long time, but Xuandu wanted to speak but couldn't get it. Suddenly! Xuandu broke free of Ruozhu's grip that became tighter and tighter, and ran quickly into the distance, looking down at himself reflected in the water as he ran.

Ruozhu understood in his heart, it seemed that everyone was still under the control of the opponent and had never left. There is no other way but to sink deeper and deeper into the fog.

Looking around at the others, some of them crouched down and kept slapping the water, as if they wanted to find themselves when the water calmed down. They have even forgotten how many times they have been frenched and how long it will take to face the reality of the disappointment.

All the evil venerables are the same as Xuandu, there is no difference in the slightest, I don't know if they see themselves are the same person, if so, that person must be a demon.

Ruozhu is too lazy to find a way to get out of this place, at this moment, he can't get a verbal vent, he can't get a reminder from others, he is completely living in a confined space, how can he escape.

"Smack......

Ruozhu fell into the water so straight and straight, and in his opinion, doing so was against the water, and he wouldn't see himself in the water.

Coincidentally, at this time, a layer of gray clouds drifted from nowhere in the originally clear sky, and in an instant, bean-sized raindrops poured down.

Ruozhu, who was lying on the water, looked at the raindrops that were falling slowly, and he didn't feel alarmed.

What kind of rain is this? How did it fall so slowly, and when I gathered my eyes to focus on those raindrops, an amazing scene was born, and the face of the elder brother appeared on each of the raindrops.

There is joy, sorrow, warmth, desolation, all kinds of senses, between laughter and scolding, it affects Ruozhu's already fragile nerves.

The green bamboo pole in his hand trembled slightly, seeing the raindrops that still wanted to return to dust although he was unwilling, the heads of Senior Brother Mo Wen were broken one by one, although there was no blood, there was no trace, which was even more chilling.

Ruozhu couldn't bear it, someone wanted to deal with him, and he admitted it, after all, he didn't want to go back intact when he walked on this road. But to use the people close to him to ravage that tired heart, but it is so realistic, and the hatefulness of the opponent has exceeded the bottom line that Ruozhu can tolerate.

The green bamboo pole swept horizontally, and the surrounding raindrops were scattered, like a big fan, but there was no beautiful frame on the fan surface, and some were just the living portrait of Mo Wen.

Ruozhu wanted to shout, but the depression accumulated in the stomach on the top of the snow-capped mountain and the green bamboo forest didn't have time to vent, but he couldn't shout at the moment.

The world covered by dark clouds is like a dark night, and Ruozhu is like a ghost in the dark night, although the pace has been scattered, what can one person do if he is chaotic.

Finally, Ruozhu couldn't stand the loneliness of dancing solo, and a stream of blood spurted out and hit the nearby raindrops......

The past is infinitely good, and the blood and rain sacrifice are in the past. Ruozhu fell, fell into a puddle of pale red muddy water, and when he was tired, he should take a rest, but Ruozhu's rest may be greater than the cost of being tired......

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