The air is humid in the dark woods. [Ran^Text^Library] []

Riding the flame horse into the forest, the red flames immediately covered Luo Qi's body.

Red flame, gathered into a red armor.

Luo Qi pulled the flame rope with both hands and walked under the woods, in the deep darkness.

The light of the red flame became the only guiding light in the darkness of the forest.

All people, following this light, are flowing in.

Everyone was very careful, and the speed of progress was also very slow.

Zheng Yimao wanted to use hemp rope to wrap everyone's waists, but Luo Qi stopped him.

At that time, Luo Qi smiled and said to Zheng Yimao: "If there is an accident." ”

"This rope will only slow down everyone."

"If it's really dangerous."

Luo Qi looked at the people who were pouring into the forest one by one, driving the heat in his body to gather in his throat, and said, "Everyone should flee in all directions." ”

"And the more targets, the safer you are."

Luo Qi's words undoubtedly moved many people.

His thunderous voice also reassured many people.

The weak will always easily believe in the strong.

Especially, in an uncertain and dangerous environment.

Zheng Yimao followed behind Luo Qi, and his face gradually looked much better.

He knew that he was calculated by Luo Qi, but he knew better that his fate was closely related to Luo Qi at this time.

"These trees."

"It's a little weird."

Bai Junyun, who was following behind Zheng Yimao, took advantage of the red flame light to carefully observe the dense branches above his head that blocked the sunlight, and suddenly his face changed suddenly, and said, "Look, everyone." ”

"These branches seem to be connected."

Hearing this, Luo Qi turned his head to look at Bai Junyun, then raised his head again to look at the top of his head.

He frowned slightly, and carefully observed the cross-cutting branches on the top of his head, which were as short as thighs and thick, and gradually showed a look of surprise on his face.

His eyesight is better than the others, and he can see better than the others.

He suddenly noticed that the dense branches above his head that blocked all the sunlight were like a dense net.

Every branch is connected to each other.

The surprise on Luo Qi's face became stronger and stronger, and finally turned into shock.

"Isn't it?"

Luo Qi blinked slightly, revealing a shocked face, and her lips squirmed slightly.

His voice was soft, but he lost his composure.

"This, this, these trees."

"What the hell is it?"

"Moham."

Luo Qi had a hint of realization in his heart, lowered his head slightly, and looked at him with his eyes.

He took a slight breath, calmed down his excitement, and said, "Mofei, these trees. ”

"With these branches, connected together?"

"Or are these trees extending from these branches?"

Luo Qi pursed her lips, but felt that her mouth was a little dry.

His face was very gloomy.

"It's like, those old banyan trees."

"This forest."

Luo Qi's tone was full of disbelief: "Maybe, it's just a tree." ”

"A tree with the same attributes as a banyan tree, relying only on the root system that extends to the ground, can become a forest majestically."

Luo Qi was shocked in his heart, but he collected the surprise on his face, and said expressionlessly: "Zheng Yimao." ”

"A forest like this is like an ordinary banyan tree."

"How long does it take to take shape?"

Hearing this, Zheng Yimao swallowed his saliva with a stiff face.

He was silent for a long time, and finally said, "I'm afraid, it will take a thousand years." ”

"Huh."

Luo Qi chuckled, drove the two-headed flame horse, and stepped forward.

His voice regained its calm again, and he said, "Go." ”

"Let's go and see, the ancestors of these trees."

Hearing this, Zheng Yimao hesitated for a while, then stumbled to follow.

More than 100 members of the search team also hurriedly followed Zheng Yimao and ran behind Luo Qi.

There are many trees at the edge of the forest, but they are not closely arranged.

There is a certain interval between each plant, which can be as short as two meters and as long as five meters.

The ground around each plant is covered with withered yellow leaves that can bury the instep of the foot.

Because of the loss of moisture, these leaves, which are shaped like iron quinoa and are half a foot long, become very brittle.

More than 100 people who walked into the forest could crush a large piece when they stepped on the pile of leaves with their feet.

The sound of "crackling", therefore, is always in the ears.

The further you go into the forest, the denser the arrangement of the giant trees becomes.

Luo Qi walked in front of everyone, kept gathering the heat between his ears, and listened carefully to the movements around him.

He walked forward for a long time, but all he could hear was the breathing of the people behind him, and the "crackling" sound of footsteps stepping on the dead leaves.

Other than that, he didn't notice anything out of the ordinary.

Until, when he was more than 100 meters ahead, Luo Qi suddenly heard a coherent sound.

Maybe it's because it's still a little far, or maybe it's because the giant trees are blocking the way.

In short, the coherent sound seemed a little faint.

But that voice did make Luo Qiben feel a little gloomy, and he was excited all of a sudden.

He rode the flame horse under his crotch and sped up.

Zheng Yimao, who had been following him, immediately ran up.

Everybody, they all ran.

Passing through three giant trees and bypassing a gentle slope, a bright light suddenly met Luo Qi's eyes.

Luo Qi was a little distracted at that moment, and her vision was a little blurry.

He shook his head, his vision clearer.

The next moment, he saw the scene in front of him clearly.

Suddenly, his heart twitched rapidly.

He saw a lake of emerald green in the bright sunshine.

He rode the flame horse and stopped at the shore of the lake, and the look on his face became overwhelmed.

The lake was round and not very large.

Luo Qi shook his head and saw the shape of the entire lake clearly, like a circle with a diameter of only six meters.

There are no floats on the surface of the lake, and the water is clear, but underneath it has a turbid green color.

You can't see anything but green in the water, and you don't know how deep it is.

The mud on the shore of the lake is still pitch black, and it is no different from the rest of the place.

In the middle of the lake, a spring of water gushes.

The water spring is not high, and it clings to the surface of the lake, stirring circles and ripples on the lake, and stirring the shadow of the lake to pieces.

Luo Qi pulled up the flame rope and stopped on the riverbank.

He opened his mouth slightly, looked at the churning water spring in the lake, and held his breath for a moment.

The sound of his own heartbeat echoed clearly in his ears, but his mind had completely forgotten how to think, how to react.

He was completely stunned.

After a long time, it was not until Zheng Yimao rushed to his side that he finally came back to his senses.

Luo Qi turned his head and looked at Zheng Yimao, only to find that Zheng Yimao was covering his eyes, avoiding the reflection of the lake as he had just done.

Time is a little out of time.

The next chapter may only be more than 2,000 words.

What is lacking can only be made up tomorrow.

Late hair.

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