The sound of broken leaves became softer and softer, and a gust of wind and sand breeze blew in from the small arc, bringing a hint of coolness, blowing through Chen Changsheng's sweat-soaked back.

"Don't you want to chase me away, okay?" The young woman looked at Chen Changsheng, who was leaning on the side of the tree hole, with some worry in her voice.

"Don't be afraid! We are grasshoppers on a rope now, I will not drive you away, and when the time comes, you will be exposed, what will you do if you report me. Seeing the young woman whose tears were about to fall, Chen Changsheng snorted lightly, and when he saw the woman who was still sobbing, he explained: "Did you see the gray gas on the handsome man's body just now, it should be a prop for him to find people." ”

Chen Changsheng explained, but seeing the young woman's puzzled face, he had to continue: "I heard when I was young, some evil cultivators do not simply use spiritual energy to cultivate, this handsome man should be one of them, I think he should use fear to assist in cultivation, so he will not rush to chase others to obtain enough fear." ”

"And since he cultivates fear, he can naturally feel fear, so don't be afraid, he naturally can't perceive us." Chen Changsheng said with a bit of comfort but majesty in his tone: "So don't be afraid. ”

Hearing Chen Changsheng's explanation, the young woman's mood calmed down a lot, and she glanced at Chen Changsheng, who was sitting precariously, and also followed his example, and restrained the expression on her face.

"My name is Bai Ruoqing, dare to ask Engong's name?" Bai Ruoqing leaned on the other side of the tree hole, keeping a considerable distance from Chen Changsheng, and she was a little bored with her expression all the time.

Chen Changsheng turned his head up, which had been staring at the small arc, to Bai Ruoqing, and said concisely and clearly in a neutral voice: "Chen Changsheng." ”

After reporting each other's names, the two fell into a long silence, and the two of them leaned against the hole in the tree, looking at the forest through the small arc, and silently timed in their hearts.

"Click, click!" The sound of broken leaves in the forest sounded one after another, chaotic and disorderly, and was accompanied by the sound of heavy breathing and frightened cries of people.

"Hurry up and run, or I'll catch up." The handsome man who was smiling a little crazy looked at the villagers in front of him who had disappeared into the dead leaves, and played with the hair on his waist without hurry.

At this time, the hair on the waist of the handsome man was fifty meters long, and every four meters, a corpse that had been pierced through the neck or head was constantly dragging on the dead leaves, blurred with the flesh and blood of the grinding, and it was impossible to distinguish the appearance, like a huge centipede crawling on the ground.

"When you die, you don't have to be afraid." The handsome man's fingers ruffled his hair, and he pointed at his waist, and saw that the human centipede seemed to come to life, and one corpse after another stood on the heads of others and stood up.

"Mom, save ......" The villagers, who were less than ten meters away from the handsome man, looked at the corpses stacked about twenty meters high, and instinctive fear rose from the bottom of their hearts.

But before he could shout the word fate, with the handsome man's fingers, the human centipede swooped down.

At the same time, the corpse at the front opened its foul mouth full of yellow teeth and bit down on the villager's neck.

In an instant, blood gushed from the villager's neck, and the black hair that pierced the corpse surged, and continued to lengthen, and the blood drilled into the villager's neck.

"It's itchy!" The green tendons on the villagers' heads burst out, and their hands couldn't stop scratching their scalps until their nails were stuffed with dander and dyed red, and then they heard a "poof" sound, and the villagers' nails were stiffly buckled into the scalp, and a black wriggling hair was taken out.

"Comfortable." The villager pinched his hair in his hands, sighed with emotion, and continued to pull outward, until the hair was exposed for half a meter, and the villagers' movements suddenly stopped.

"What am I doing?" As if waking up from a dream, the villager looked at the hair on his hand, let out a frightened cry, and the whole person fell straight down.

"The delicacy of confusion and fear." After the gray-white gas flowed down his hair into the handsome man's body, the handsome man couldn't help but let out a generous sound, and the trick in the robe also stopped, and he looked up at the sky.

"It's almost over." Chen Changsheng still sat on the side of the tree hollow as before, looking up at the sky.

"Did we survive?" Bai Ruoqing, who was leaning on the other side of the tree hole, listened to Chen Changsheng say this, and his heavy mood relaxed a lot.

"Boom boom!" Just as Chen Changsheng was about to open his mouth to tell Bai Ruoqing not to be happy too early, the ground began to shake continuously.

"Hide!" The handsome man's voice was loud, and the tremors of the ground spread throughout the forest.

After saying these words again, the entire forest fell into a deathly silence except for the constantly shaking ground.

The roar of the ground continued to swirl in the tree hole, and Chen Changsheng couldn't help frowning when he saw this, not because of the buzzing in his ears, but because the vibration was getting closer and closer to the tree hole, so he raised his eyes and looked through the small arc.

The surrounding leaves are gently swaying, and the branches are dancing up and down, full of life.

But the next moment, the branches snapped in an instant, and the leaves flew all over the sky, turning into sharp blades that pierced into the surrounding land, and entered the trees for three points.

In the foliage of the sky, footsteps slowly sounded, and the handsome man dragged the corpse, as if floating on the leaves in a trailing wedding dress, and patted the tree on his side.

The tree, which was as thick as three or four people hugging, broke in an instant, and a pillar of blood rose into the sky, drawing a graceful arc in the air.

When the leaves in the sky fell completely, I saw that half of the body was left in the thick trees that the three or four people embraced.

"Where are the other two?" The handsome man put his hand on half of his body, took out the gray-white gas and let it continue to surge in his body, dragging the human centipede that made a collision sound to close his eyes and perceive.

"Huhuhu." Bai Ruoqing saw through the small arc that the handsome man was sensing fear, gasping for breath, and at the same time said to himself: "Don't be afraid. At the same time, his eyes stared at the handsome man motionlessly.

The gray-white gas continued to surge on the handsome man's body, and as time passed, the smile on the handsome man's face gradually froze.

With a wave of one hand in the air, a burn-out incense stick appeared in the handsome man's hand, and the smile was replaced by madness. "Why aren't you afraid, why is there anyone other than you who isn't afraid, don't you have feelings!" The handsome man's expression distorted, and with a wave of the incense in his hand, a wisp of spark fell.

The flames in the sky rose to the sky, and the handsome man floated above the forest, looking at the bigger and bigger flames, and laughed wildly: "Then you will die in this sea of fire." ”

The dead leaves caught fire, and soon they reached a height of several meters, and Chen Changsheng and Bai Ruoqing in the tree hole were red-faced.

The leaves were crackling and burning, but Chen Changsheng didn't seem to hear it, he suppressed the impatient Bai Ruoqing and comforted him a few times, staring at the incense in the handsome man's hand.