"All dead!"

"Fei Ang is also dead."

Not far from the canyon where He Shu was, Du Xiaotong at this time stumbled forward.

Her whole body was already soaked with mud and mud, and her hands and legs were also cut by countless bushes and weeds.

In the rainy night forest where the spiritual power was raging, she and Fu Chunhai stumbled all the way.

While running, Du Xiaotong also cried bitterly, looking very miserable.

"We shouldn't be here, we shouldn't be here."

Du Xiaotong cried with self-blame, she regretted it, regretted that she should persuade Zheng Feiang.

What if they hadn't been to the forest this time? But it was never going to happen again.

"What's the use of crying? Women are trouble! ”

Fu Chunhai looked a little impatient, and directly scolded while running.

Du Xiaotong didn't care, he still cried alone.

In this regard, Fu Chunhai didn't bother to pay attention to this woman anymore, but sped up his pace and kept running forward.

He Biao died, in the mouth of a lizard the size of a wild dog, and several others died on the way to escape.

Fu Chunhai didn't want to die.

So he didn't plan to pay attention to this woman who was dragging his feet, but began to keep speeding up and running forward on his own.

Du Xiaotong saw Fu Chunhai who was gradually moving away, and she couldn't help but speed up her pace when she was flustered in her heart.

No one wanted to die, especially since she had seen her companions being dismembered by mutated animals one after another.

The two of them kept running under the dark and rainy night, like headless flies.

More than ten minutes later.

"Damn, where the hell did you go?"

Fu Chunhai panted and held on to a tree, while his eyes kept looking around.

The wound on his forehead made Fu Chunhai's head heavier and heavier, and at the same time, because of the erosion of rain and cold weather, his physical condition became worse and worse.

"We have to find a place to hide."

Feeling his injury, Fu Chunhai's expression was extremely solemn.

Turning his head, Fu Chunhai just glanced at Du Xiaotong, who was slowly catching up, and then stepped forward again.

The damp forest couldn't see his fingers, and Fu Chunhai could only rely on instinct to run in one direction.

And he runs selectively, that is, he tries to avoid all areas where there are wild animal calls.

Fu Chunhai could feel the violent aura, but these auras would not drill into their bodies for no reason, unless they intended to absorb and operate, which was also the biggest difference between humans and mutated creatures.

The rain hazy Fu Chunhai's sight, and at the same time, Du Xiaotong's sight.

The two of them kept groping forward one after the other.

In this way, I don't know how much time has passed.

When Fu Chunhai struggled to walk up a steep slope, his figure suddenly stagnated.

"The spiritual power here hasn't even gone berserk? What's going on? ”

Fu Chunhai was happy at first, and then his expression froze.

Because he felt that the countless spiritual powers around him seemed to be attracted by something, and they were constantly heading towards the hillside.

Sensing the spiritual power in the air that was constantly being absorbed like a rotating air current, Fu Chunhai began to hesitate.

"What the hell is going on? What absorbed all this furious spiritual power? Impossible, right? ”

Thinking about the raging mutated creatures that swarmed towards the outside of the mountain before, Fu Chunhai felt that this exaggerated absorption speed should not be an animal.

"Could it be that there are still terrifying creatures in this mountain that are not afraid of this violent spiritual power?"

It's only been nearly seven months, huh? Impossible, right?

If there really is such a terrifying creature, the government shouldn't have discovered it?

After all, his location is only a few dozen kilometers away from the city of Xishu at most.

But if this phenomenon wasn't caused by terrifying mutated creatures, then what was the matter with the huge spiritual power cyclone here?

Fu Chunhai hesitated and wandered.

And at this time, Du Xiaotong stumbled to catch up.

"What's wrong? Why don't you go? ”

Du Xiaotong had already recovered from her grief at this time, and when she caught up, she looked at Fu Chunhai in place, looked at the dark hillside, and whispered nervously.

"Can't you feel the change in your spiritual power?" Fu Chunhai sighed.

"Yes, but are we going to go back now?" Du Xiaotong asked weakly because of the cold.

yes, can we go back now?

Looking at the pitch-black forest behind him, as well as the beast calls and birdsong that appeared from time to time in it, Fu Chunhai finally sighed.

"We may have to take refuge here for the time being."

"But we must not move forward, and I have always felt a little uneasy when I get here."

"Hmm."

Du Xiaotong nodded.

Feeling the coldness of his whole body and the stinging pain of the wound on his leg, Du Xiaotong endured the pain, bit his mouth, moved his steps strongly, found a fairly open place, and squatted down directly.

Hugging his legs and putting his head on his knees, Du Xiaotong's tears slipped silently with the rain.

Looking at the dark forest and listening to the sound of rain dripping, Du Xiaotong truly realized the helplessness of life.

Fu Chunhai turned a blind eye to Du Xiaotong's situation, leaning against the tree, he began to close his eyes and began to adjust his breathing.

However, not long after Fu Chunhai closed his eyes, he heard a gust of wind whistling in his ears.

The wind wasn't howling, but he heard it.

This is a specific circling sound that the wind has when it blows through some canyons.

Slowly opening his eyes, Fu Chunhai looked at the hillside in the distance at night.

"Is there a canyon in front of the hillside?"

Fu Chunhai, who has many years of experience in trekking in the mountains, seemed a little hesitant.

He looked at Du Xiaotong, who was leaning against a boulder with his head buried between his knees, as if he had fallen asleep, and then shook his head helplessly.

"Whether it's a canyon ahead or not, it's not going to help you with the current situation."

Thinking of this, Fu Chunhai finally closed his eyes again, and this time he sat directly under the tree, leaning against the tree and taking a nap in the real sense.

He didn't fall asleep at first, after all, as a jungle veteran, he knew what it meant to be asleep in this forest full of mutated creatures.

Not to mention the existence of possible unknown horror creatures here.

However, even if he knew this, he eventually passed out on a rainy night because he was a little drowsy.

I don't know how long it has been.

In the gradually quiet forest, under the ground in front of Fu Chunhai and Du Xiaotong, several black tree roots slowly and silently extended towards the place where they were like a sinuous black viper.

Eventually, the roots of the tree wrapped around the two of them, and then they were rolled up and walked away.