Lu Yuan was like a reef in a white torrent, the wolves automatically separated beside him, and rushed into the surroundings like crazy and spread into the fog that could almost hide the gray scene of the cedar forest, Lu Yuan instantly understood in a heartbeat that there was definitely something that really frightened the wolves, which made them rather risk the enchanting mist falling into the mouth of the "salamander" and sucking it to death.

What is it? What could it be?

The hot sweat dripping through his head and then quickly turned into wet and greasy saltwater droplets, and the loss brought by the mist gradually disappeared, and Lu Yuan only thought of one word.

Natural enemies.

As soon as this word rose in Lu Yuan's mind, the cedar forest began to shake as if it had touched some kind of explosive to detonate in the ground, and the ground was like a scrambled egg on a frying pan, trembling and turning heavily, and Lu Yuan had to hold on to the cart to fix himself. All the enemy detection systems of the exoskeleton were buzzing, but no enemy was found, and the slender and towering cedar trees were still withstanding the dense snow and ice, and the hollow branches that could not bear this weight were falling one after another.

The wolves have fled in all directions, they didn't try to attack around the rear at all, they are completely bent on escaping, and now their identities and Lu Yuan have been reduced to the same level, they are just simple prey, the most awe-inspiring thing is that the wolf knows what the real hunter is, and Lu Yuan still doesn't know anything.

The mist burst from the incineration of the "salamander" swept away with the wind, tightly enveloping Lu Yuan, no matter how he strengthened the air filtration of the exoskeleton, the faint pink color was still poured into the helmet, Lu Yuan was forced to continue to inhale this poisonous gas that was enough to make him lose his mind, and soon, Lu Yuan's heart rate suddenly increased, and the nerve agent inside the exoskeleton was injected, so that Lu Yuan would not fall into the abyss of unconsciousness.

Rao is so, the feeling of burnout is also difficult to get rid of, Lu Yuan propped his knees, facing the black soil, panting anxiously, the desire to sleep is entangled with him, every time he tries to drive his arms to stand up straight, another instinct from the bones is fighting against the command from the head, he is fighting with himself, the only thing Lu Yuan can do well now is to keep biting the tip of his tongue, only the pain can make him realize that he still maintains his sanity.

Different from the physiological exhaustion and cold frost reaction after Lu Yuan's fierce battle against the black worm and the big bear earlier, Lu Yuan was deeply tired, he stared at the black soil, the grains were distinct, and the black soil was not covered with snow, as if peonies bloomed in it, calling him, and quickly jumped into this immaculate quiet, everything in the world is nothing more than the illusion imposed by human imagination, what is the meaning of fighting for it? It's better to go back quickly, to be tolerated in eternal silence, isn't that dreamless sleep the destination that you can't escape?

The black soil rippled leisurely to make a mirror, reflecting Lu Yuan's rough and rough face, he couldn't believe that this face would be his own, only a little whites of his eyes remained, embedded in the dark and sunken and scarred face, the forehead folds were thick enough to clamp the porous and messy nose bridge like sepiolite, and he had been walking in the wasteland without any different color for a long time, the fluffy beard covered all the empty places, and the mud and dirt bred many white flower particles, so that people could not tell whether they were snow chips or insect eggs. This should not be said to be a vicissitude, but a tired traveler who has suffered a lot.

He exhaled heavily, the pink mist mixed with the white ice vapor remaining in the helmet into Lu Yuan's nasal cavity, and fell into Lu Yuan's heart with a little warmth, and the irrepressible sense of frustration grabbed Lu Yuan's heart that he thought was strong enough, and then squeezed out the hot blood he relied on for survival like twisting towel water, angina.

Gradually, in the thick mist, he began to hang down his steel-cast iron arms, his rifle stuck in the wet dirt, allowing the soil to seal the muzzle, only the index finger still slightly hooked the trigger, but it was about to fall.

Lu Yuan's eyelids were fighting, and he continued to look at his face tiredly and sleepily, he not only saw the windy and frosty face, but also the necklace chain lying quietly on his chest under his neck, his eyes widened, the whites of his eyes spread, he thought of this pendant, this pendant that she held in his palm with her own hands, if it is said that the most memorable thing in the world will always belong to him, it must be this crumbling memory.

Just to leave this memory, Lu Yuan can't fall into it, no matter how sweet this dream is, it doesn't belong to him!

Lu Yuan's eyes flashed, his mind suddenly cleared, he picked up his rifle, his eyes were facing straight in front of him, he saw the sneaky creatures hiding behind the cedar forest. Seeing that the pink mist failed to make Lu Yuan kill himself, they revealed one by one the real bodies about the size of a cub, the milky white body dripping with almost coagulated liquid has limbs, but it is short and thick and only has four toe claws, and each joint or fat fold of the skin has gill-like breathing holes, so it is like a squid's spherical head and has no facial features, but only closed petal-like tentacles. Lu Yuan's first impression was indeed like a white bear without a head.

Lu Yuan swallowed his saliva unconsciously, he didn't know how many wolves he had been roaring and trying to hunt him were still alive now, but the cedar forest was so quiet, it was estimated that the fate of these old friends was a little more tortuous than his. However, Lu Yuan didn't have time to care about the wolf, after all, he himself was a mud bodhisattva and could not protect himself.

If it was a big bear who was on a rampage, Lu Yuan would not have anything to fear, but these ghost-like things were just crouching behind the cedar trees like sculptures, and the tentacles revealed that they were all facing him, and the wind and snow and mist could not affect them, and the ghost knew what tricks they had in the next second, Lu Yuan was like a clown at this time, holding a gun at it, but he didn't dare to shoot.

Lu Yuan quietly untied all the throwables he was carrying, he retreated to the side of the cart, grabbed a handful of food bags as much as he could, and stuffed them into his backpack, even when transferring materials, Lu Yuan still looked at the "ghost" and did not dare to show a trace of timidity, and the "ghost" who seemed to be intoxicated and inhaled pink mist did not have the time to pay attention to Lu Yuan who made small movements.

Lu Yuan began to retreat in small steps and push back in big steps, until he opened up a little distance, Lu Yuan suddenly turned around and ran wildly, the "ghost" was stunned for a moment, and then raised his head and roared silently, clinging to the fir tree and quickly chasing Lu Yuan, the speed was much faster than the wolves, and in two or three seconds, he crossed Lu Yuan, who was lightly armed.

The sludge is blocking Lu Yuan's action, but there is no obstacle to the "ghost", passing through the dividing line between light and dark, Lu Yuan immediately saw the corpses of snow wolves scattered around, every two or three cedar trees, there is a ghost riding on the wolf, splitting the head tentacles inserted into the wolf's double pupils, the tentacles are rhythmically agitating and gradually wrapping most of the wolf's heads, obviously trying to pull these wolves into shriveled shells like sucking fir trees.

When Lu Yuan ran, those "ghosts" who were sucking completely ignored Lu Yuan, and only single-mindedly contained those wolves who were still struggling to the death, it seemed that these wolves were in danger to pursue, and finally lost themselves, after all, they failed to bypass or resist the bewildering mist that erupted after the death of the "salamander". But Lu Yuan suddenly had a thought, are these wolves really struggling to survive?

This question is destined to haunt Lu Yuan for a long time.

Only keeping a few meters away from Lu Yuan, the "ghosts" didn't seem to be in a hurry to attack, compared to their speed just now, they were now jumping back and forth like swinging the cedar trees, no need to guess, they must be waiting for Lu Yuan to be unable to support being smoked down by the pink mist.

But their calculations are destined to not come true, after all, is Lu Yuan the "prey" in common sense? The exoskeleton nerve agent was stimulating Lu Yuan to stay awake, Lu Yuan knew very well that he was safe to escape from the forest, and under the action of the two phases, Lu Yuan stubbornly resisted the sweet and greasy taste that permeated his nose, biting his tongue all the way and running wildly.

Seeing that the snow field was in sight, the "ghosts" hit each other's heads restlessly, the tentacles were entangled and flashed with an ominous luster, and the semi-condensed liquid on the body that Lu Yuan thought was suddenly extremely extended, and in one breath hooked the cedar tree next to Lu Yuan not far away, a white shadow swept by, and in a moment, a "ghost" rode from the top of Lu Yuan's head!

Lu Yuan hurriedly flicked the air guide button, and the grenade shot out, but the "ghost" only flicked slightly, and the grenade pierced the canopy in vain, and swung around Lu Yuan's back with the agility of a completely bloated body, and Lu Yuan didn't even have time to turn his head before he was pressed by the "ghost".

It was Lu Yuan's turn to struggle, but the condensate tentacles of the "ghost" quickly trapped Lu Yuan tightly, turned him over, and directly faced him.

The six equal parts of the tentacles that make up the face of the "ghost" were released, but the tentacles did not have even a single spike, slowly enveloping Lu Yuan's helmet, and in the hollow in the center of the tentacles, two bright blue tentacles that were like stamens and more slender than the other six tentacles stopped outside the helmet, arched, and stabbed down violently!

"Bang!" The helmet mask made of polycarbonate shattered in response, and the two bright blue tentacles hovered in front of Lu Yuan's face, Lu Yuan turned his head sideways hard, struggling to break free from the "ghost" condensate control, but the exoskeleton that could shake the violent bear was helpless against such a thin rope. As the condensate penetrated more and more into the joints of the exoskeleton, Lu Yuan's room for movement became smaller and smaller.

Lu Yuan directly felt the long and cold breath of the "ghost", and the cilia on the tentacles were already gently brushing the tip of Lu Yuan's nose, Lu Yuan knew that closing his eyes would not change, so he simply widened his eyes and stared at the tentacles that were waving endlessly. He could see clearly, the tentacle really didn't have any sharpness, what did it want to do? Squeeze into the prey's head and suck out the brain marrow?

He sniffed the sweet smell of the "ghost" stained with pink mist, the cracked cobwebs of the broken helmet mask, the cold like a knife, and the cheeks, even if he escaped with his life, he would hardly have a chance to survive again.

Can't reach the gun, can't reach the knife, Lu Yuan, how can you struggle?