An indescribable flow of Qi gushed out from He Le's fingertips, like a quantum accelerated by an accelerator, piercing through the body.

The lynx didn't feel anything at first, but after only a few seconds, it found that the Qi current in its body had escaped with it. It panicked, panicked like it had never been, and instinctively made it rush up and give He Le a face-on slap, and He Le was slapped and flew out.

Flying He Le, the lynx also fell from the sky, because the Qi current that kept it floating in the air had run out. Of course, it doesn't mean that it's gone, it's just that it has no energy temporarily, and it can be saved up again if it is given time.

And He Le was photographed in the chest this time, and flew back more than ten meters before hanging on a big tree. Then he spat out a large mouthful of blood, so fortunately he did not fall into a coma. But his spirit was not as good as before, and he could only slide from the tree to the ground with his vague consciousness, and then continue to walk towards Tu Mountain.

In fact, at the last distance, He Le almost crawled over, and he was almost about to faint at that time, but the strong sense of survival made him always insist. And at the same time as he climbed into the Tushan realm, the vicious also appeared behind him, and at this time, the vicious was already furious, completely forgetting the taboo of the Southern Wilderness.

At this time, He Le was still climbing forward, he didn't know that he had entered the Tushan Realm, but he just felt that it was safe to climb to the stairs.

Vicious looked at this tiny human who almost injured himself, and thought about tearing open his body and drinking every drop of his blood.

He Le struggled to crawl across the muddy ground covered with dead branches and leaves, but he still had no strength, and he also heard footsteps behind him. Thinking of his own life, he couldn't help but laugh, today he was finally brave and able to face a powerful enemy head-on. The feeling, he had recorded, the pain that even drained his soul was so powerful that he almost saw an ethereal monster struck far away and vanished by the Qi stream he emitted. Give him time, and he will surely grasp the true meaning.

Unfortunately, there was no time, so he dug into the ground with his hands and grabbed out a handful of putre. Then he rolled over and looked at the approaching monster, and at this moment he was no longer afraid, and there was no need to be afraid. As his father said, there is only one life, just cherish it.

The monster stopped, slowly raised his hands, and jumped up after brewing. The hand that was like a bird's claw accurately grabbed He Le's hands, and he could be torn apart in the next second.

He Le smiled, and waved the rot in his hand, which was actually not a little powerful, but it was just fun, and it also represented He Le's last resistance.

Call......

A huge black shadow swooped down, intercepting the monster in mid-air and knocking it out of the distance. The dirt that He Le swung out hit the back of the black shadow, and it didn't have any effect.

But at this time, He Le didn't laugh anymore, but looked at the scuffling figures indifferently and slowly closed his eyes.

I don't know how long it took, He Le woke up from the pain, the pain in his back was heartbreaking, the pain in his chest was overwhelming, and the pain in his feet made his feet twitch constantly. He let out heavy breathing, knowing that he wasn't dead for a while, but it shouldn't be far away. He struggled to sit up, but nowhere else did his body listen to him. Then at this time I saw it for the first time, a demonic being.

It is indeed very tall, it should be three or four meters tall, and its face is somewhat human-like, but it has four staggered fangs. The top of his head is combed in a bun, and his complexion is cyan. And the most unbelievable thing is that this guy has eight arms, each of which is as thick as He Le's body. Sitting there is like a mountain of meat, and you can feel suffocated without moving.

He Le looked at him in confusion, unsure if he was a monster or not. And the monster saw that He Le woke up, and got up and walked over. When he walked over, he was a little staggering, and if He Le was sober, he could find that he was also covered with wounds, but with his large size, those injuries were not fatal.

The monster walked over to He Le, reached out a hand and grabbed his foot, and then dragged it on the ground into the depths of the forest. He Le was groggy and saw himself being dragged around from time to time, but he couldn't do anything. I don't know how long it took me to stop at a mud pond.

The mud pond was not large, with very little water, and all that was left was black mud. The monster threw He Le into the mud pool, and grabbed some mud to cover him tightly, leaving only his mouth and nose exposed. It seemed that in order to test his results, he also took a closer look, and after confirming that there was no omission, he cut his finger and stretched it out to He Le's face, smeared the blood on his face, and finally squeezed a few drops for He Le to drink, and then staggered away.

He Le only had intermittent memories of this, and when he was completely wrapped in mud, he passed out again.

Later, He Le woke up a few more times, and once saw a cunning lizard, but after smelling his body, he ran away wildly. Forgetting the time and space, He Le spent an unknown amount of time in a daze. Until one day, he felt that the mud in the mud pond had dried up completely, trapping him tightly, and the space for movement was decreasing. Then he began to want to wake up, and he tried hard to open his eyes.

At this time, it was night, and there was no starlight in the dark night, but He Le could see the general scene. He struggled and writhed, the dirt around him pressed against him, making room for his body. Little by little, He Le finally got out of the ground, and the injuries on his body had scabbed off, but his clothes were badly damaged during the process of drilling out of the ground, and two books also fell inside. He Le lay on the ground again and picked up the book, but it was a pity that all the words of "Taiyi Qi Guan" given to him by Duan Yifeng were spent, and they were pasted into a ball of ink. On the contrary, the "Ten Strategies" sent by Mr. Cao was not affected, which shows the exquisite workmanship. He Le put the two books away before taking a look at his position.

It is not too far from Tu Mountain, and the outline of Tu Mountain can still be seen, but it is also out of the range of Tu Mountain.

He Le tidied up his clothes, although they were ragged, but they also had to maintain a kind of charm. Then he learned from Shang Gongzi and made an ancient ritual in the direction of Tushan. After saluting, he turned and walked north.

He Le was not sure how many days he had lost, but the hunger in his stomach was very strong. He quickened his pace as he let go of his body's confinement and absorb the Qi Current. As Qi flows into the body, the tiredness of the body is slightly relieved.

When it was almost morning, He Le had already caught a small beast, and he didn't know what kind of beast it was, and it smelled of a huge smell. But it was also eaten by He Le who built a bonfire and barely roasted it. When the day came, he picked some fruit and the like, and threw away everything that tasted unusual, and ate only the sweet. It's also his body that has endured hardships since he was a child, and he can't stand it for a long time if he tosses his stomach like this.

After walking like this for seven or eight days, He Le realized that he was lost.

He was sure that he was heading north, but he often returned to his place after a day or so, as if he had walked in a large circle. In the place where he walked, there was nothing to eat, so he had to choose another direction to make sure that he would not starve to death.

He Le stood in the rainforest and deeply experienced the power of the Southern Wilderness. When he came, he didn't feel that someone was showing the way, but now he knows that it is not easy to walk alone. Now it's time to either change direction or keep trying north. He looked around, finally fixing his gaze on the canopy. He had run over the canopy of trees when he was on the run, where his line of sight was more open and less susceptible to terrain. It's just that the risk is also greater, and it's easier to provoke rainforest killers.

There are too many beasts here that are stronger than him, and it was only because of the masters in the team that they didn't come to attack them before. Now that he is alone, running in the canopy of the trees is like a torch in the night.

After weighing, He Le began to climb up the tree, changing directions just to solve the problem of food and clothing, and his ultimate goal was to leave the Southern Wilderness. So going up the tree is a program that has to be carried out. The canopy of the primeval rainforest is very large, and when He Le climbed to the top, he just saw a ray of sunlight shining through, which was particularly dazzling and bright. Simply discerning the direction, He Le aimed at a tall tree in the distance and jumped between the canopies.

It seems that this healing has made him a little different, and the distance of each vertical leap is beyond He Le's imagination, and the first attempt has become very easy. Each time, he only needs to find a tree due north as a target, and then jump over it, and there will be no detours due to other factors in the middle.

In this way, two hours later, it was farther than the distance he had traveled in the previous days, and there was no deviation again. Towards noon, He Le encountered his first difficulty, which was a group of bald-faced macaques about the same size as He Le, who were also said to be carnivorous and liked to live in groups. A small, long-tailed stuffy monkey is their staple food, and indigenous babies are sometimes stolen by them for food.

Looking at the group of bald-faced macaques in front of him, there were more than two dozen bald macaques, and He Le also knew that he couldn't get over it for the time being. If he doesn't kill a few boss-level macaques, he will be pestered all the way, until a moment when he is negligent, and they will rush up and eat him to the ground.

What the bald-faced macaque is best at is non-stop harassment, dozens of them come in turns, and they will not give their prey time to rest.

He Le observed the direction well, and was not in a hurry to start, but deliberately pretended to be injured, and almost fell under the tree several times. In this way, he came to a particularly tall tree, this tree is also the tallest tree He Le has ever seen, it must be more than two hundred meters high, and it can be seen from a long distance. When you come to the tree, you will be amazed by the thickness of the trunk, and it is estimated that twenty He Le may not be able to hug each other.

He Le came here because he wanted to climb the tree to take a look, firstly, because of the youthful temperament, and secondly, because the tree was high enough to see farther. He still hopes to find Mihu Lake or Guiziling, although the hope is very slim, but he is always relieved not to try.

At this time, a relatively strong bald-faced macaque ran over quickly, ready to attack him a little, and He Le had been waiting for it to come.

"Yikes!"

He Le, who was successfully attacked by the bald macaque, fell to the ground, but frightened the bald macaque, hesitated and didn't know what was going on, the expression seemed to say that I didn't have a heavy hand!

The bald-faced macaque in the distance began to stir, and the strongest bald-faced macaque ran back and forth, as if it was about to lose its breath.

He Le held his breath, paying attention to the movements of all the bald macaxes, and at the same time paying attention to the surroundings, don't let a yellow finch follow.

After hesitating, the bald-faced macer who sneaked up on the attack was still not at ease, so he walked over cautiously. Then it found that He Le was no longer breathing, and then it jumped on He Le and jumped happily, grabbing his clothes and tearing at him with all its limbs.