"Zhang Fan, wake up, how can you fall asleep while sitting?"

Zhang Fan opened his eyes and saw Qian Lang standing in front of him, and grabbed his hand, "Qian Lang!" Help me! Leng Xingyun stabbed me with a dagger, there is a special hemostatic medicine in the bag, bring it quickly, quickly! ”

"Are you alright?" Qian Lang smiled and asked, "Why did he stab you?" And you're not injured, it's a nightmare, right? ”

When Zhang Fan heard this, he immediately looked down at his abdomen, and there was indeed no injury or blood.

He stood up and touched the back of his head in confusion, "Is it ...... Is it really my nightmare? Strange, how can you have such a dream? ”

Qian Lang patted Zhang Fan's shoulder, "Don't worry about it so much, let's go." ”

Watching Qian Lang walk out of the cave, Zhang Fan followed a few steps, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, so he stopped and asked, "Where is Leng Xingyun?" ”

Qian Lang stopped, didn't say a word, and didn't turn around.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Fan cautiously asked, "Is there something wrong with Leng Xingyun?" ”

After being silent for a few seconds, Qian Lang slowly turned around, his face was as gray as death, his eyes were as white as a dead fish, and he dragged a long voice in a low and gloomy voice: "You-ask-he-do-what-?" Is it - with - me - go - or - yes - stay - in - this? ”

Zhang Fan suddenly felt bad, and subconsciously retreated: "You, you are not Qian Lang!" Who are you? Why do you look exactly like Qian Lang? The real Qian Lang and Leng Nebula, where are they? ”

Qian Lang smiled weirdly, his figure became as transparent and swaying as a reflection in the water, and a sharp and piercing cry came out of his mouth.

For a while, Zhang Fan forgot to run away, and just covered his ears with both hands, trying his best to prevent the sharp strange cry from reaching his eardrums.

Suddenly, a pair of powerful hands pinched Zhang Fan's throat.

Zhang Fan's eyes were sour, his vision was blurry, he couldn't see clearly and didn't know who pinched his neck, but he subconsciously felt that it should be done by the monster who looked like Qian Lang.

He tried his best to swing his fists and rotate his left and right feet to kick, but he couldn't hit his opponent at all.

Eventually, he collapsed to the ground due to lack of oxygen......

When Leng Xingyun came out of the small cave with Qian Lang, he found Zhang Fan lying on the ground, his hands were desperately pinching his neck, and he was about to die.

"Oh my god! What's the situation? Qian Lang was stunned for a moment, and shouted at Zhang Fan in shock: "We have known each other for more than a year, and I didn't even know that you were still playing S|." M's special fetish! ”

Leng Xingyun understood at a glance, and without saying a word, he ran to Zhang Fan and squatted down, took out a dagger, cut his finger, and fed a drop of blood into Zhang Fan's mouth.

In an instant, Zhang Fan put down his hands holding his neck and fainted.

At dawn the next day, the heavy rain stopped, and Zhang Fan also woke up leisurely.

"You're finally awake? How do you feel now? Qian Lang asked with a smile on his face.

But as soon as Zhang Fan opened his eyes, he shuddered when he saw Qian Lang's smile, and he was so frightened that he crawled out of the sleeping bag and retreated to dodge: "Who are you?" What monsters? How can it be the same as Qian Lang's appearance? Why do you want to hurt me? ”

When Qian Lang heard this, he immediately restrained his smile, wondered and said seriously: "Zhang Fan, what are you talking about?" You've helped me so much, and I'm too late to thank you, even knowing that following you into the Demon Valley is a life of death, and still took the initiative to follow. How could I hurt you? ”

Zhang Fan stopped retreating, gradually let down his vigilance, and looked confused.

"Zhang Fan, what happened after I left?" Leng Xingyun asked.

Zhang Fan glanced at Leng Xingyun, then at Qian Lang, and slowly said the reason......

"Those are all illusions in your brain." Leng Xingyun explained: "Because you are poisoned. ”

"Poisoned?" Zhang Fan was surprised.

"Well, it's moss." Leng Xingyun said: "Although I don't know what kind of moss it is, I have heard that some plants carry a toxin called phantom poison; It will cause people to have a lot of weird hallucinations, and finally go crazy to death. ”

Zhang Fan thought for a moment and asked, "How can you be sure that I have moss poison?" ”

"Of the three, you're the only one who has ever touched moss." After Leng Xingyun finished answering, he reminded nonchalantly: "I heard that there are many strange animals and plants in the Demon Valley, and there are also many of them carrying various deadly toxins, so don't touch them easily in the future, so as not to cause similar incidents to happen again." ”

Zhang Fan nodded: "Then the poisonous ...... in me"

"I have used the ancestral antidote to help you detoxify." Leng Xingyun replied.

Zhang Fan lowered his head, like a child who had done something wrong, "Thank you for saving me again." ”

Leng Xingyun sighed: "In case of regeneration, we must leave here immediately." ”

Qian Lang quickly packed up his equipment, and the three of them left the cave.

On the way, Qian Lang explained to Zhang Fan about yesterday's events......

It turned out that yesterday in the dark, they were dragged in by a strange plant called 'Ma Teng' in the small caves on both sides. Because hemp vine can release strong anesthetics, Zhang Fan, who belongs to a normal physique, was stunned by numbness.

And Qian Lang and Leng Xingyun are both anti-numbness physiques, when Leng Xingyun rescued Zhang Fan who was closest to him first, and then rescued Qian Lang.

But when they came back to meet Zhang Fan, they found Zhang Fan lying on the ground, holding his neck with both hands.

Leng Xingyun immediately judged that Zhang Fan was poisoned, so he used the ancestral special antidote to detoxify Zhang Fan. Then, the two took turns to guard Zhang Fan all night.

After Qian Lang finished elaborating, he sighed embarrassedly: "Thanks to Leng Xingyun is a really capable person, otherwise we would definitely burp!" It's just a pity that I've been practicing martial arts for more than ten years, which can be regarded as practicing in vain! It's not like it has been 'turned into a sperm' like a hemp vine, and the bundle is as strong as a zongzi! ”

When Zhang Fan heard this, he thanked Leng Xingyun again.

And Leng Xingyun just glanced at Zhang Fan lightly, didn't say anything, and walked on his own.

"Huh? I said Leng Nebula, on such a hot day, we are sweating hot in short-sleeved five-point pants, you wrap yourself like a zongzi, isn't it hot? ”

"I'm used to it, I'm not afraid of the heat." Leng Xingyun wiped the fine beads of sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and then walked briskly in front of them for a short distance.

"It's so hot that you sweat, and you say you're not afraid of the heat?" Zhang Fan looked at Leng Xingyun's back and muttered, "What a weirdo." ”

Afterwards, Zhang Fan and Qian Lang used beef jerky and water to pad the five visceral temples that were already hungry while walking.

It wasn't until the afternoon that they finally entered the Valley of the Devils.

The mountains in the valley are lush with greenery, and although the road is rugged and bumpy, it is also accompanied by green plants and blooming flowers.

flocks of colorful butterflies, flying high and low among the flowers; Small birds in pairs of threes and threes, either flying around, or landing on the ground to feed. Not far away, there is a river shimmering with silver waves......

"This is the legendary Valley of the Devils? It's as beautiful as a landscape painting! Zhang Fan closed his eyes, intoxicated by the refreshing and pleasant air and the various floral fragrances entering his nasal cavity.

"Where is it like a painting? It's even more beautiful than a painting! Qian Lang was also inspired by the scenery of birds and flowers.

Suddenly, there was a voice not far away: "Bang! ”

Immediately followed, two times successively: "Bang bang!" ”