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Fang Bing got up silently, she was a little hesitant, she wanted to open her mouth but didn't know what to say.

"The fire is about to burn, let's go." Zhang Cheng was urging.

Ye Ming looked left and right at the spider who fell to the ground, he was now bare-handed, too passive in the face of danger, and urgently needed weapons. The spider's two forelimbs are thin, long, and extremely sharp, which is most suitable for weapons, but the forelimbs are poisonous and difficult to hold empty-handed.

"Can Fang Bing do me a favor?" Ye Ming thought for a while and said, "Use your flame to burn from the joints of the spider's forelimbs, and burn the front half of the spider down." ”

Fang Bing was silent for a moment, then raised his hand and burst into flames, rushing straight to the joint.

"Alright." Ye Ming nodded at Fang Bing, and after the fire at the joint was extinguished, he raised his foot and stepped on the joint, the joint was trampled to pieces, and the upper half of the limb fell off.

Ye Ming tore off his trouser leg, wrapped it around the end of the burned blackened limb, reached out to pick it up, and slashed at the dwarf tree next to him, and the tree fell in response.

"Let's go." Ye Ming was satisfied with the sword.

The rest of the road was peaceful, as if all the spiders knew they were in danger and never reappeared in front of them. Fang Bing followed the team silently, and didn't mention it back.

The further you go, the bigger the cobwebs become, and it is common to see webs more than a person tall across the road. Ye Ming was at the front of the team, using the wooden sticks he picked up to break up all the cobwebs, so that the people behind him could walk, and Fang Bing was behind.

"It's strange, why are there so many spider webs, when there are only a few spiders." Zhang Cheng muttered to himself as he walked.

"It can't be just a few." Ye Ming raised his sword and said, "Be careful." ”

As soon as he said to be careful, a ball suddenly fell from his head, which happened to hit Zhang Cheng's body, making him scream in fright.

Ye Ming stepped forward to check, it was a cocoon-like thing wrapped in a spider's web. He sliced through the cobwebs with his sword, and a human face appeared in front of him. The person in the cocoon seemed to be asleep, his expression relaxed, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"This is Zhao Boyuan, who lives on the fifth floor." Cong Shan hugged the child and looked at it in the faint moonlight, and said, "I saw him during the meeting before, he should have been the one who came out of the car earlier, but I didn't expect to see him here." ”

Ye Ming looked up at the top of his head, it was night, night was falling, most of the moonlight on his head was covered by leaves, and he didn't hear birds in the forest, so he didn't care about the sky. Looking up now, there are a lot of cocooned things hanging on the top of the tree, and they will shake slightly when the wind blows.

"We have a lot of these things on our heads." Ye Ming paused, lowered his voice and said, "Don't look up, keep walking." ”

"No, it's not." Zhang Cheng's voice trembled.

"Do you want to go in a different direction?" Fang Bing suggested.

Ye Ming shook his head, "It's night, if you change direction rashly, you may get lost here." And judging by the distance that was dragged when we came, the door of our botanical garden is getting closer and closer. If you go straight, you might be able to get out in about an hour. ”

"An hour...... Let's move on. Cong Shan, who was in a hurry to treat the child, hurriedly said.

Everyone wanted to get out as quickly as possible, as far away from this terrifying botanical garden as possible, even if there was a pile of cocoons on their heads. I have to say that Ye Ming's ability to kill the spider and Fang Bing's ability to control fire just now gave them a lot of confidence.

Walking further, there are more and more corpses hanging on their heads, and the whole place is like a forest full of corpses, except for the trees are corpses, some are big and some are small, some are tall and some are thin, after being identified by the mountains, only a small part of them are people who came out with them, and more people who don't know each other.

I haven't seen the spider again, which makes Ye Ming very uneasy.

This uneasiness prompted him to be more cautious.

The path soon disappeared in the crazy weeds, and Ye Ming carried a sword to explore the path in front. After cutting through the grass more than a man tall with his sword, he saw the walls of the botanical garden, as well as the large clearing in front of the wall and the giant spider that was more than three meters tall in the clearing.

The spider is laying eggs, and a steady stream of eggs are being expelled from its body, and two spiders spin silk next to it, and in the interval between the giant spiders laying eggs, it wraps the eggs with the spitting silk and drags them aside.

There are many spiders more than two meters in the surrounding area, similar to the role of guards, roaming between the clearings. There are many spider and human carcasses on the ground. The other shorter spiders all gathered in the open space on one side, and when the giant spider screamed, one of the spiders crawled over and was chopped up by the giant spider and eaten in its stomach to replenish energy.

No wonder the spiders are gone, they are all here.

The mother spider lays her eggs, leaving the guard spiders to guard, and all the remaining spiders become her food.

"Brother Ye." Zhang Cheng came up.

"Shh Ye Ming hurriedly stopped.

It was already late, a bunch of white filaments slammed to the tip of his nose, and before Zhang Cheng could react, he was surrounded by filaments, from head to toe, and turned into a cocoon in the blink of an eye.

The filament was tight, and Zhang Cheng had to be dragged back. Ye Ming's eyes were quick, he swung his "sword" to cut off the filament, and kicked Zhang Cheng into the grass on the side.

Behind him, two spiders more than two meters tall were eyeing each other, and the spiders in the clearing also pounced in the direction of Ye Ming.

The guard spider did not attack, the eyes on his head stared straight at Ye Ming, those ordinary spiders took the lead in attacking, rushing to Ye Ming, Ye Ming clenched the hilt of the sword, and the sword in his hand swung quickly, slashing at the spider. He has never learned to use a sword, he only relies on his fast speed, fast flashing, high attack power, one sword at a time, and does not fall behind for the time being.

Seeing this, the two guardian spiders immediately joined the battle.

Guardian spiders are faster and stronger than ordinary spiders, the shell of the body is very hard, the sword cannot be pierced, and the fist is only shaking when it hits the body, they spit silk in their mouths, the silk thread is slender and sticky and tough, and they must be cut off with a sword immediately if they stick to the body.

The two guard spiders put a lot of pressure on Ye Ming. Fortunately, Fang Bing came quickly, Ye Ming asked Fang Bing to use fire to contain the two big ones, and he quickly cleaned up the ordinary spiders around.

When ordinary spiders pounce, they are overwhelming, and they look like a lot, but in fact, there are not many. The reason for this may be related to the egg laying of female spiders, most of which are eaten by ordinary spiders to replenish energy and physical strength for egg laying.

Ye Ming quickly dealt with the ordinary spider and dealt with the guard spider with Fang Bing.

Guardian spiders are not afraid of fire like ordinary spiders, and the fireballs thrown by Fang Bing can only cause trouble to them, and the flames that fall on their bodies will be extinguished before they are completely ignited.

Ye Ming tried to climb onto the spider and attack the relatively fragile head. But the spider reacts quickly, its back is smooth and it is difficult to stand, and its two front legs will be raised, and it will pass from back to front, and it will cut off everything that stands on its head.