Jing Ling didn't know why the cavalry in the rear had stopped pursuing, but he knew that he must not go back. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

After deciding to sneak into the middle of the forest, Jing Ling took advantage of the moonlight to look around, the tall ancient trees were intertwined, and some branches extended into the waveless depression of the ancient well. Fluorescent insects flutter and create a colorful landscape under the lush foliage.

Sometimes there would be some mysterious and strange little figures piercing the night sky, and Jing Ling did not dare to relax for a moment to step on the moss ground mixed with dead leaves. He looked back in the direction of the cavalry, and after seeing them draw a hazy encirclement, he hesitated a moment before sneaking towards the middle of the forest.

But after only a few minutes of walking, he felt that something was wrong, the suffocation in his chest became more and more obvious, and his mind became even more groggy.

"The air here is poisonous! It turns out that this is the reason why they don't chase and kill! Jing Ling secretly screamed in his heart, he held on to an ancient tree, shaking his head vigorously, trying to sober himself up. When he thought things were better, he pulled a piece of cloth out of his clothes, soaked them with urine and covered them around his mouth and nose, so as to reduce the miasma's erosion of his body.

When all this was done, he continued to sneak towards the long forest, but after a few moments, he was startled by a corpse in front of him.

It was the corpse of a child, nailed to an ancient tree by a rusty, thick iron pestle, and the yellow-stained and dusty bones were so real that Kyoling rejected the idea that it was an illusion.

Suddenly, Jing Ling looked around in shock, and a terrifying scene that he will never forget was deeply engraved in his mind...... Corpses, corpses everywhere you look!!

The corpses on the ancient trees suddenly made Kyoji feel creepy, as if he had fallen into an endless Shura hell.

Countless corpses were nailed to the ancient trees with iron pestles, some with incomplete limbs, some with their heads dropped, and some even fused with the ancient trees. The smallest of these corpses was only ten centimeters, and that was an unborn baby in the womb!

The scene in front of him stimulated Jing Ling's nerves, and the memory cells in his body seemed to explode at the same time, and pictures and sounds poured into Jing Ling's mind like a tide.

"I remember! All the memories of this body, I remember! Jing Ling's eyes widened and he muttered to himself, "Twenty years ago, Nolan's 120,000-strong army captured Ice City. After defeating the 30,000 Black Land King troops who came to recover the ice city, 300,000 rebellious citizens and more than 10,000 prisoners of war were nailed alive in this forest, and this is the forest of corpses that makes the world frightened!! ”

As Jing Ling muttered to himself, a 'click' suddenly sounded from the bushes in front of him, which was the sound of a tree branch being trampled off.

Jing Ling looked up sharply, only to see a huge black shadow emerging from behind the bushes, accompanied by the terrifying roar of a tiger.

It was a big tiger that gave goosebumps all over its body at the sight of it, like a zombie, its body rotting and covered in pus, and its rotten lips revealing its bloody teeth. But the king character on the forehead was not completely rotten, which also allowed Jing Ling to judge that it was a Siberian tiger, and in China, this tiger is called a Siberian tiger!

At this moment, the Siberian tiger was crawling in the direction of Jing Ling, and let out a low roar from time to time.

Jing Ling immediately came back to his senses after being frightened, but he still looked at this monster-like Siberian tiger in horror, and after swallowing his saliva, Jing Ling popped out of his mouth: "his uncle, what kind of monster is this!" ”

As soon as Jing Ling finished speaking, the Siberian Tiger rushed towards him with all four limbs, and Jing Ling made a dodging action with a launch, and the sharp claws of the Siberian Tiger could cut through his head by a few millimeters.

After narrowly dodging an attack, Jing Ling covered his chest and gasped, and the dodge action he made at that moment seemed to use up all his strength. He was like a patient who was deprived of oxygen, breathing the air greedily, completely forgetting that there was a zombie-like Siberian tiger in front of him, and even more forgetting that the air was poisonous!

"Oops!" Jing Ling, who reacted, trembled in his heart, and at this moment he was already in a dilemma. The body needs oxygen when it is weak, and this air is toxic. In the end, Jing Ling knelt on the ground weakly, his face twisted and struggling, his ten fingers were deeply embedded in the dirt, and in the state of gradual blurring of vision, he saw the Siberian tiger pounce on him again!

"I ...... Are you going to die? I'm not reconciled, I said I would take you out of that hell...... I'm not reconciled!! ”

A hard low groan came out of Jing Ling's mouth, and he finally fell to the ground weakly. At the moment when his tired eyelids closed, he saw that the Siberian tiger that was about to pounce on him was actually shot through the head by an arrow, and with a wail sounded, the Siberian tiger slammed into the ground, bringing up a cloud of dirty dust.

"Someone...... Saved me? Jing Ling wondered weakly in his heart, and the moment he closed his eyes completely, he saw a monster come in front of him.

The monster carried a longbow in his hand, and his whole body was tightly wrapped in a coarse brown cloth that seemed to be dyed with beeswax. There are two round glass lenses at the eyes, and a hose at the mouth! The hose was attached to the chest on the monster's back, and the square box was emitting a white mist.

The mysterious man who suddenly appeared looked almost like a cyborg soldier, which was Kyoling's last thought before he fell asleep.

When Jing Ling opened his eyes again, his first thought was comfort, it was a kind of comfort that stretched out the pores of his whole body, but soon his eyes were full of trembling!

The reason is that he found himself lying on a wooden bed wrapped in a woolen blanket in a pair of white underwear!!

"I'm not going to be raped, am I!?"

Jing Ling examined his body with a depressed face, and he found that the knife wounds on his back and arms had been wrapped in gauze, and there was a slight coolness from the wounds, and it seemed that someone had already treated the wounds for him.

Then he found a wooden basin placed next to the wooden bed, which contained green water that emitted the fragrance of medicine. He stared around in amazement at his surroundings, a simple log cabin, so simple that sunlight could even shine through the jagged planks.

Jing Ling frowned and smelled the fragrance of medicine coming from the wooden basin, and he wondered in his heart, "Who saved me?" ”

As if in response to Jing Ling, the half-hidden wooden door of the cabin was opened, and the sunlight poured into the cabin to its heart's content, causing Jing Ling's eyes to be stimulated to narrow into a slit.

Jing Ling struggled to see who had opened the wooden door, but all he could see was a slender figure.

Jing Ling's heart moved, and she couldn't help yy with the bloody plot of a beautiful woman saving a hero. He could tell from the vague shadow that he had a good figure, and his face must not be bad, at least it was economical.