Jiang Huaiyin pondered: "Perhaps, this is the purpose of that jade plate, which can help us enter the passage." ”

Cheng Weixi refused to give up: "Let's walk along the path and go to the end to have a look." ”

Jiang Huaiyin took her into the thick fog. The fog seemed to have life, rolling and swallowing the figures of the two.

They were so close that they couldn't see each other clearly.

Jiang Huaiyin has a path to guide, but Cheng Weixi can only follow Jiang Huaiyin.

In the thick fog, all senses became dull, and only the vague figure in front of her became all her dependence.

The two turned left and right, and after walking nearly 500 meters, Jiang Huaiyin stopped: "The path has come to an end." ”

Cheng Weixi looked around, the two were obviously still in the forest, why did the path come to an end?

Thinking about it again, I saw that this forest was not big during the day, and it seemed that the distance of 500 meters should also reach the edge of the forest. But now the two of them seem to be still in the woods.

She couldn't see Jiang Huaiyin's face clearly, and only heard the other party say: "Without the jade plate, I'm afraid we won't be able to get out of this forest." ”

Cheng Weixi was not surprised, but he still felt disappointed in his heart.

She crossed Jiang Huaiyin and took a few steps forward, but it was still a thick fog, and there were stretches of trees on the left and right, as if she was in a vast primeval forest.

Cheng Weixi sighed and turned back: "Let's come back when there is no fog." ”

The two walked back one after the other. Jiang Huaiyin has the guidance of the light of the path, but he is not afraid of losing his way.

Cheng Weixi followed silently, thinking about the strangeness in the forest in his head, and he was a little absent-minded.

There were a lot of dead leaves and branches under her feet, and she accidentally tripped over it, and a big hand grabbed her arm in time.

The hand was very thin, clinging to her arm, but it was cold, perhaps the clammy cold of the thick fog.

She said, "Thank you!"

"What's wrong?" was Jiang Huaiyin's voice, but it came from a little farther in front of her.

In other words, the clammy hand holding her arm in the thick fog was not Jiang Huaiyin.

A cold sweat suddenly formed on his back.

The misty night breeze blew and made her spine feel even colder.

Fortunately, the mind is still online.

Judging from the angle from which the hand grabs her, the owner of the hand should stand in front of her right, and the height of the owner can be judged by the size of the hand, the strength of the grip, and the curvature of the arm.

In the flash of calcium carbide, she had kicked her leg to the right front, straight to the opponent's head and neck.

But the kick didn't hit anything, and the hands were still clasping her arms.

Only then did Cheng Weixi remember that this was the Eight Desolations, and the thing holding her arm might not be human......

The "hand" seemed to feel her intention, and suddenly increased its strength, Cheng Weixi's entire arm was pulled in mid-air, unable to move, and he felt that his bones were pinched and painful.

She took half a step forward, and finally saw that the arm wrapped around her was a willow-like plant, about the thickness of a wrist, the color of turquoise, slowly oozing transparent mucus, which was constantly tightening.

The other end of the plant is hidden in the thick fog, and it is unknown what its trunk looks like and where it grows.

Jiang Huaiyin noticed that something was wrong, walked over a few steps, saw Cheng Weixi's situation clearly, and subconsciously grabbed the "hand".

Cheng Weixi shouted: "Don't move." ”

Jiang Huaiyin didn't seem to hear it, and he didn't hesitate for a moment. Coincidentally, that "hand" was obviously clenched very tightly, and Jiang Huaiyin grabbed it, and the "hand" wrapped around his arm and dragged it back.

In an instant, Jiang Huaiyin disappeared into the thick fog.

Cheng Weixi couldn't care about the pain in her wrist, and hurriedly chased after her, but the thick fog covered everything, and she ran out of a few meters before she lost Jiang Huaiyin.

Between the vast heaven and earth, only the rolling fog and the faintly visible wet tree trunks left and right.

Cheng Weixi thought for a moment, squatted down, and carefully observed the grass at his feet.

After a while, she saw the grass in front of her left skewed to both sides, with traces of being dragged in the middle.

Following the trail, she walked forward almost with her body pressed against the ground. After about 200 meters, the trail suddenly disappeared.

Cheng Weixi immediately became alert.

There must be a trunk on the branch that pulled Jiang Huaiyin away, and the traces of dragging disappeared here, so there is only one possibility, that is, after Jiang Huaiyin was pulled here, he was hoisted into the air by the branch.

She straightened up, listened carefully to the sounds around her, and shouted tentatively: "Jiang Huaiyin!"

A very faint "hmm" sound came.

Cheng Weixi immediately walked towards the sound, and it wasn't until he was very close that he saw Jiang Huaiyin tied tightly by the branches, half-hanging from a very thick tree.

Cheng Weixi frowned, the forest was full of trees of the same thickness during the day, when did there be such a thick tree?

Jiang Huaiyin, who was in mid-air, was using all his strength to prop up the branches tied to his body, and he saw that his thin arms and legs were also very powerful, and the branches gradually became loose.

But the branch seemed to have vitality, and when it saw that the "prey" was about to escape, it secreted a large amount of slimy liquid, which was transparent at first, but slowly turned into a pale green color, and Jiang Huaiyin's clothes were corroded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Soon, large skin lesions appeared on his exposed arms, revealing bright red flesh.

Cheng Weixi hurriedly stepped forward and pulled Jiang Huaiyin's right leg and pulled him down.

With help, most of Jiang Huaiyin's body was freed from the shackles of the branches, and as long as he worked harder, he could be saved.

Cheng Weixi devoted herself to helping Jiang Huaiyin get out of trouble, and she didn't notice that a branch next to her was rushing towards her.

Jiang Huaiyin didn't have time to remind her, so he had to shake his right leg violently, shake Cheng Weixi away, and turn around to kick the branch.

Cheng Weixi fell to the ground, and when he looked up again, Jiang Huaiyin's right leg had been firmly tied by the new branches, and the branches that had just been finally stretched out also took this opportunity to wrap his upper body tightly.

Jiang Huaiyin couldn't move, the green liquid secreted by the branches gradually increased, Jiang Huaiyin frowned painfully, but he didn't say a word.

Cheng Weixi was anxious, and hurriedly jumped up and was about to step forward, Jiang Huaiyin's voice was low and forbearing: "Don't come here." ”

Cheng Weixi also knew that he was purely a prey sent to the door, but if she was allowed to watch Jiang Huaiyin suffer like this, but did nothing, it was better to kill her.

She picked up a dead branch from her feet, and whipped the branches that tied Jiang Huaiyin hard, and after beating like this for a long time, those branches not only tightened more and more, but also kept hitting her.

She was good at it, but the branch seemed to move faster than hers, and she would dodge it a few times, seeing that a branch was about to entangle her.

At this moment, a large amount of white medicinal powder fell from the sky and sprinkled on the branches and the two people.

As if encountering a natural enemy, those branches shrank back suddenly, and Jiang Huaiyin fell on the grass with a dull sound.

Cheng Weixi turned around and saw Lu Qingran and Chenying coming from not far away.

Chenying's nostrils turned to the sky: "You are really hopeless, can you listen to some words and stay in Tongchen Zhai obediently? ”

Cheng Weixi ignored her and hurriedly went to see Jiang Huaiyin. Jiang Huaiyin, who fell in the grass, was covered in blood, so Cheng Weixi didn't know how to help him up, so he had to look back at Lu Qingran.

Before Lu Qingran could speak, Chen Ying preemptively said: "Don't worry, he can't die, it's all a little skin injury, and the skin is corroded by Zunbai's mucus, it's scary to look at, and it's fine if you raise it for a few days." ”

Lu Qingran coughed lightly, and Chen Ying stopped stupidly.