Chapter 1057: Mo Ling (Page 1/1)

The two of them cleaned up their mood, and continued to chase down according to the guidance of the little cuttlefish, and after walking for about twenty minutes, the terrain became gentle, and those mud and blood plants also became a piece, and there was no one, and it was a lot sparse.

After walking for a while, the mud and blood grass became even more scarce, and pinches were dotted on the ground, and small puddles began to appear under his feet, and there were a lot of green moss on them.

Hua Yao patted the little cuttlefish swaying in the air with his hand, and turned around and said, "Brother, the terrain here is flat, we should have reached the bottom of the valley." ”

I hummed, squatted down and checked a few rows of scattered footprints on the ground, before saying, "These footprints really arrived here, we are not wrong, but the air here is humid, there is a faint fishy smell, and the ground is so soft and slippery, you can step out of a nest with a little effort, I think if you go deeper, I am afraid it will become a swamp, we have to be more careful." ”

Hua Yao shook the branch in his hand, poked it on the ground in front of him, and said proudly, "Fortunately, I thought it through and didn't throw this branch away, but it came in handy." ”

I said that it was better to honestly follow the rows of footprints more safely, just now the ground was all covered by the mud and blood grass, I can't see it really, at this time the grass blades are scarce, and I can distinguish them again.

Hua Yao shrugged his shoulders, "It's right to follow these footprints, but have you appeared, in addition to these rows of footprints, there are many small footprints around, what is left behind?" ”

I told him not to think about it so much, those marks are smaller than a finger, which means that they are not big things, at most they are insects, which will not play a role, and it is the right way to catch up with Zhao Qingya and the cat demon.

Hua Yao nodded, and followed me quickly through the wetland.

With the guidance of these footprints, I had a lot of confidence, but I walked deeper for a while, because the humidity was too heavy, a faint mist formed around me, and the sparse insect chirping began to sound in my ears.

At this time, the cuttlefish wandering around its head began to look abnormal, shaking its head as if it was drunk, if it wasn't for Hua Yao's protection, it would have almost been planted directly a few times.

I asked Hua Yao what was wrong with Jing'er, and it was said that the air here was humid, which should be a good thing for it.

Hua Yao said that although the water vapor here is heavy, this cuttlefish is more sensitive to the transformation of energy and aura, and this phenomenon shows that the aura here is very wrong, and it is not far from the palace where the remains of the god of war are hidden.

After speaking, he stretched out his hand to the head of the fish, and the cuttlefish shook its body and turned into a stream of black powder into his palm.

Anyway, there were footprints on the ground, and there was no need for the cuttlefish to lead the way, so the two of them followed the path of the footprints closely.

It is estimated that after walking dozens of steps, the fog around is getting thicker and thicker, and there is a sound of dripping water not far away, and then look at the feet under the feet, it is already full of silt, where can I still see any footprints.

I frowned, "This is a bit troublesome, now we can basically be sure that we are already in the swamp, but those footprints that can guide the way have disappeared again, Xiaohua, can you still use that Jing'er?" ”

Hua Yao smiled bitterly, "Just put it in, come to this one, alas, I'll try it." As he spoke, he put his hands together and began to rub them, only to see the black powder float up into the air, slowly converging into a small inky fish.

The size of this fish is twice as small as just now, and even if it is formed, it is still a picture of shaking its head, and it looks a little more dumb than just now.

Hua Yao gestured a few times in a row, but the fish didn't react, still just shaking on the top of his head.

He sighed, "It's over, it seems that the aura here is even more abnormal than just now, Jing'er's consciousness is completely suppressed, and it doesn't play a role at all, and by analogy, Rong'er must have dispersed a long time ago, so it's better to take it back." ”

As he spoke, he slapped his hand on the head of the fish, but the fish did not turn into black powder like just now, but stumbled downward, and soon crashed into a cloud of mud, revealing half of the fish's tail still stirring.

Hua Yao was a little heartbroken, and hurriedly stepped forward to pull the cuttlefish out, but when the palm of his hand was about to touch the tail of the fish, the fish's body suddenly struggled, and then it was pulled into the depths of the mud and disappeared.

All this was born too fast, Hua Yao was just stunned for a moment, then took two steps back sharply, and scolded, "Bastard, dare to eat my Jing'er, suffer death!" Then he took out the bag containing the Fire Dragon Pill from his bosom.

Look at the posture, this kid is going to throw a bomb into that mud hole, if it was on the snowy mountain just now, it would be nothing, but now in the swamp, the situation is very different.

The formation of the swamp is mostly inseparable from the accumulation of decaying corpses of animals and plants, and then the formation of peat, shallow water and silt, in the process will produce a large amount of biogas, this fire dragon pill will directly cause a violent explosion, even if the culprit at the bottom of the mud is killed, the two of us will be buried with us.

I hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed him, "Xiaohua, calm down, let's find out what it is to drag Jing'er down before throwing it away, you must know that this Fire Dragon Pill is not cheap, 20,000 yuan each!" ”

Although Hua Yao's emotions were still very excited, but when he heard the price of the Fire Dragon Pill, he was somewhat sober, took a breath, and said after half a sound, "It was indeed a bit of a head just now, fortunately, brother, you persuaded me, as for what exactly dragged Jing'er down, I didn't see it very clearly, but the fishtail was pulled in by a red pincer, about the size of a fist, so it was either a crab or a shrimp." ”

If it is normal to say that shrimp are pregnant in this damp muddy field, this river tribe has some interest in fish, but it is not guilty of digging three feet into the ground to catch them.

Hua Yao stood for a while, obviously figured out this section, and finally shook his head, "That's it, Jing'er's fate is like this, I can't do anything else, brother, let's continue, don't miss the big thing." ”

I said if you could figure it out, that thing wasn't a living thing after all, if you wanted to make another pair.

Hua Yao smiled and said that the pair of little fish was the first pair of ink spirits he made with ink washing when he was a child, and they were very precious, but since they were caught, they were also fateful and could not be forced.

After saying that, he bent down and bowed to the mud cave, got up and asked me how to find the god of war palace now that there are no footprints and no cuttlefish.

I thought about it for a long time, and there was no way, or because there were a lot of dead things buried under the swamp here, the dead air was extremely heavy, and all the other breaths were covered.

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