Chapter Eighty-Eight: Surviving in Peril

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Zhong Mingliang was still in the tree array and had no way to get out, and his body was torn by hidden weapons and traps, and the wounds could not be treated in the first place, so he just bandaged it casually, and began to study how to get out of this forest again. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Some of the wounds were torn for the second time, and blood was gurgling out, and he dipped his fingers and put it in his mouth to suck greedily, as if he couldn't get out of this wood, and this blood was a good thirst-quenching material.

Although there was a stream in the woods, he spat and the spit was scattered, indicating that the water was undrinkable and that there was no problem with washing it.

I came to the marked tree again, and there were about a dozen different markings densely packed on it, but I would come back here if I didn't come back.

It seems that this tree is the center point of the entire formation, and all formation commands are issued from here, if there is a way to destroy this tree, the formation should automatically stop.

But not long ago, he discounted a tree, and the hidden weapon hidden in the trunk appeared to kill him, if it weren't for the fact that there were subordinates around him to block him, he should have had tea with Lord Yama in Hell at this time, right?

He was very self-aware, and a person like him would not go to the miraculous place mentioned in the doctrine after death, and he would definitely go to hell.

As long as you have this kind of thought, it is good, so that you can not care about your own afterlife, and let go of your hands and feet to achieve a career.

But now that he was trapped here, he couldn't move an inch, and he didn't know what was going to kill him in the trunk of this damn tree, which made him very jealous.

I know that the tree itself is the key, but there is nothing I can do about it.

It's like the powerlessness of a punch in the air, all over his body.

I touched the trunk of the tree, put my ear to the trunk, and tapped it lightly with my fingers, and the sound that came back was that the tree was solid.

But he didn't dare to start, the impact of that scene on him was too deep.

Circling around the tree, thinking about whether to smash him open, thinking about many things that would burst open and fly out of the trunk, and making corresponding defensive preparations.

Make sure you have a way out, review it several times, and then stand far away and start to implement your plan.

Anyway, it's all death, it's better to try it, if that old Tao itself is fighting a mental war, then wouldn't it make him laugh if he died cowardly here?

With a loud shout, he exerted all his strength, pushed out all the hidden weapons on his body with internal force, and hit the trunk of the tree.

Thundered......

The power of the thunderbolt was extraordinary, and even though it was far away, it still shook his eardrums numb.

The sound of the trees breaking sounded again, and Zhong Mingming didn't want to hear it, hoping that he would finish it soon.

He didn't dare to blink his eyes, for fear that something unexpected would happen suddenly, and he would not be able to prepare.

The tree finally fell to the ground, nothing happened, Zhong Mingming's hard hit on the trunk of the hidden weapon was still intact on it, and a hole with a large bowl appeared in the place where the thunderbolt exploded, which was an important cause of the tree breaking.

After waiting for a long time, there was no movement, and his courage became bigger, and he tiptoed over, looking from head to toe many times, but he didn't find anything special.

Raise your palm to split the trunk of the tree, the inside is intact, there is no hidden weapon at all.

This dead old man, completely deceitful, if you guess correctly, there is nothing in this tree at all, the tree suddenly burst before, and the needle was beaten by the old way.

The tree exploded, and everyone's attention was drawn to the explosion, and no one cared where the needles came from.

What a vicious method.

"Dead old man, you have the ability to come out and we do a one-on-one fight, what kind of ability is it to hide in the dark and hurt people, you are so vicious, after death, the Jade Emperor will not accept you, you can only go to hell, go to hell!"

Zhong Mingming's hateful teeth itched, and when he said that he was going to hell, he said a few more times, and his tone became much heavier.

scolded and scolded, but he didn't see anyone show up to fight him, Zhong Mingliang smiled, and laughed helplessly, because at this time he saw that the trees in the entire forest seemed to be moving.

The tree he had knocked down just now disappeared in a blink of an eye, and a different picture immediately changed in front of him.

The same place, the same trees, and the same markings.

Zhong Mingliang was going crazy, his hair was tied up and draped behind his head, it was messy, his eyes were empty and he lost his lustre, and he didn't have the same demeanor as he used to when he walked, like an old man in his seventies and eighties, moving to the edge of the stream step by step.

Looking at his reflection in the stream, Zhong Mingliang was sure that it was not himself, his former self was so heroic, and the person shown in the reflection was a devil who came to disturb his mind.

There seemed to be a fish swimming in the water, and when he saw Zhong Mingming, he was obviously a little timid, and he sped up his swimming, wanting to leave this devil-like person as soon as possible.

Are there fish in the water?

If the water is poisonous, then the fish cannot survive, and since the fish are swimming fast now, then at least it can prove that the water is clean, and there is something wrong with the human brain, or something wrong with the eyes.

There is no problem with the fish, so as long as you go down to the water and follow the fish, there will be no mistake.

It turns out that such a simple truth is that I don't understand why, a fish saved himself, God really has eyes, as long as he is lucky not to die, you will wait for me, one by one you have to peel you and eat grass to relieve the hatred in your heart.

Lao Dao, Wu Xi, and butterflies, butterflies, butterflies, when did you change your mind, I don't know, I walked out alone, and I didn't even do a warning sign.

It's okay, there will always be no mental obstacles when you start like this.

After following the little fish for a long time, his eyes brightened, and there was no longer the feeling of depression in the woods, and when he looked back, he found that the whole forest was not far behind him.

He laughed out loud with joy, and the voice echoed arrogantly through the valley for a long time.

As he continued down the river, the river began to widen, and the water began to get deeper, reaching up to his waist, and he found that under his feet was a slope that was sloping downward, and the further he went, the higher the water level.

By the end, it was over the neck.

He can't go any further, he doesn't know how deep the water is, he can't swim, and if there's a whirlpool down there, then he'll really have to explain it here.

It's hard to escape from that tree array, and if you die in the water, you'll really fall short.

You can't go back, you have to move forward to have hope.

Looking left and right, there is a piece of wooden stake near the cliff that is stuck and can't get out, so it can be used as a simple boat and float down the river.

In case you run into a whirlpool or something, it is also a good choice to jump up and climb the cliff.

I struggled to climb over, grabbed a round tree, tried to pull it out, but it didn't move, there were a lot of parts embedded in the soil, and the time must have been very long, and the parts in the soil were relatively firm, and they seemed to have taken root in it.

Now it's a problem, and there's nothing around that is suitable for making an improvised boat.

He reached for the leggings of his boots and tried to take off the dagger and cut the tree, but he touched it for a long time, but he didn't touch it, and it must have fallen off when he went down into the water just now.

Ruthlessly, he held his breath and slashed at the tree with his palm, wanting to cut it off.

His hands were already red with pain, Zhong Mingliang just didn't want to give up, this was the only way out, he had to persevere.

I don't know how many times he split, his hand is numb, he can't even feel the presence of his hand, and the mechanical chop is one by one.

Fortunately, it is a person who has practiced internal skills, if it were an ordinary person, the palm would have been fractured a long time ago.

Zhong Mingliang didn't know if his hand was also broken, anyway, he couldn't feel the pain anymore, so don't treat him as his own hand in his heart.

I only heard a slight "click", which seemed to come from the trunk of the tree, and the heart of the tree had begun to rot.

Zhong Mingliang heard the voice of life, it was so crisp, and there was a burst of joy in his heart, and his subordinates couldn't help but speed up.

With each click, the clicking increased by a point, until finally the clicking became louder and louder.

Zhong Mingliang didn't dare to stop, as long as he stopped, he didn't know if he would have the courage to slash his hand on the tree again.

Finally, with a loud click, the trunk was cut in two, and the tree broke away from its previous body and flowed down the rushing river.

Zhong Mingliang freed his left hand, grabbed the top of the tree trunk, and barely climbed up straight, splashing on his face, although it didn't hurt, there was some frustration of humiliation.

I can't care so much, I've already experienced how many insults, and I don't care if it's just an insult in my heart.

Besides, when is it, and what is it called with a pinch of water?

Saving your life is the only thing to do now, and we'll talk about the rest after we get out.

The right hand has not felt a little until now, thinking that the bone is necrotic, and I tried to pick up the front end of the trunk to replace the already sore left hand, but I found that I could not use the strength at all, and the fingers were no longer obedient.

After drifting for a long time, I haven't gotten out of this valley, and I am sandwiched in the middle of the mountains, which is really uncomfortable.

The sound of the water became so loud that the cries of the animals on the mountain could no longer be heard, and there should be a waterfall in front of it.

Zhong Mingliang prayed in his heart that the waterhole under the waterfall must be deep enough, otherwise he would hit the stone directly and die.

The speed of the water began to increase, and the front became wider, and the fault was in front of me, and as soon as I closed my eyes, I fell with the trunk of the tree below me.