As Lu Qian's arm swung, the long whip shot out like a spiritual snake, and the sharp metal whip head passed through the trunk of a nearby big tree at once, and then wrapped around it, and the whip head pierced into the trunk again.

Lu Qian tugged, feeling that it was tight enough, and then began to pull hard.

"It's useless, it's in vain!"

Du Wenxing, who hid in the mud and only showed his two eyes, secretly gloated.

"Help, save me!" the yellow-faced tiger desperately lifted his sludge-covered face to avoid suffocation, and shouted frantically at Lu Qian.

As his body sank, one of his ears had been flooded with sewage, and if he continued like this in his current position, it wouldn't be long before he suffocated to death!

"Dididi, release the mission: rescue the yellow-faced tiger so that it will not die of suffocation, the task reward: 15,000 chivalrous points, a beautifying pill, and the punishment for failure: forcibly breeding with a hundred female toads. ”

Du Wenxing, who was hiding in the mud, was dumbfounded.

Even if he rescued the yellow-faced tiger, the reward was the beauty pill, and now he feels that he is handsome enough (human form), to be honest, he is really not that interested in the beauty pill.

What shocked him the most was the "punishment".

Forcibly mated with a hundred female toads?!

Systematic punishment is becoming more and more inhumane!

Du Wenxing, who originally wanted to scold, held back and forth, so he held back such a sentence.

Don't dare!

Alas, if this mission fails, Lao Tzu would rather commit suicide!

Du Wenxing was indignant in his heart.

Another thought.

No, the mission must not fail!

Seeing that the yellow-faced tiger was sinking deeper and deeper, and half of his nostrils were about to sink into the mud, he wanted to open his mouth and cry out for help, but as soon as he opened his mouth, a large amount of sewage poured in.

Gooo

Vomiting ——!

Nausea and nausea, the sewage filled with the smell of rotting corpses and leaves, making him want to vomit.

No, it's actually spit out.

The terrible thing is that the dirt that he spit out was swallowed back with the pouring of sewage, so he ...... Vicious circle...... Until the yellow-faced tiger closes its mouth.

Lu Qian didn't pay attention to the yellow-faced tiger at all, he wished that this person would die, after all, he had already offended.

Besides, he can't protect himself now, how can he still have the energy to care about the life and death of others.

Lu Qian kept pulling the whip with all his strength.

As a result, he found that the harder he pushed, the more suction power underneath became.

After exerting force a few times, not only did he not pull himself out of the mud, but he sank deeper.

Damn, how can this be?

Lu Qian has never encountered such a strange situation!

It's not that he hasn't seen swamps, Xichuan is mountainous, and there are many swamps, but he has never seen such a terrifying adsorption force as the swamp under his feet.

And this adsorption power is also increased!

Bang ...... Hulahulahula......

There was a sound of footsteps accompanied by a sound of wings rubbing, and the insect cultivator appeared in front of the swamp.

He looked around, but there was no trace of the toad demon, and he didn't know whether he had sunk or run.

Lu Qian's face changed, and his mentality, which had been relatively calm before, became flustered.

He regretted it, he knew that when this monster appeared for the second time, it would be better to fight hard, than to be trapped here now.

The appearance of insect cultivation made the yellow-faced tiger more and more frightened, and he struggled violently, but this struggle also made his body sink faster.

"Damn, this melon baby, stupid!"

Du Wenxing cursed secretly in his heart, the black tentacles that were originally quietly stretched out towards the yellow-faced tiger had stopped when the insect cultivator appeared, but now for the sake of the task, he had to move again.

The black tentacles moved slowly against the swamp, hiding from the insects under the cover of shrubs, weeds, and rotting leaves.

Fortunately, Insect Xiu probably felt that the yellow-faced tiger was not much of a threat, but after just glancing at this side, he shifted his gaze to Lu Qian.

This man is full of blood, more than the big snake before, and can give the little babies a good meal.

Thinking of this, Insect Xiu suddenly felt a heartache, and he remembered the insect that was killed by Du Wenxing again.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Du Wenxing's (Beiming)'s black tentacles finally came to the back of the yellow-faced tiger and hooked his clothes.

In Du Wenxing's heart, Bei Ming asked puzzledly: "Why do you want to save this person, aren't you afraid of exposing yourself?"

Du Wenxing was helpless in his heart, but it was not good to talk about the system with Beiming, so he kept silent.

As his body sank, the sewage and silt had flooded the entire nose of the yellow-faced tiger, and the yellow-faced tiger became more and more frightened, and his heart seemed to explode with suffocation.

At this moment, he felt a sudden drag force coming from the back of his neck, and the sinking momentum stopped slightly.

Who is it?

Anyway, he knew that it was definitely not Lu Qian, the dog thief, because Lu Qian was still in his sight.

The force at the back of the neck is slowly increasing, and the adsorption force below is also increasing.

However, because the force of the back of his neck was pulled horizontally, his body was slightly flipped over, and half of his nostrils were exposed, so that he could breathe fresh air.

Du Wenxing hinted that Beiming should stop exerting force, so as not to be discovered by the insect cultivator if he moved too much.

But the insect cultivator walked slowly towards Lu Qian.

Lu Qian was sweating profusely, desperately pulling the long whip, but his body still didn't have the slightest feeling of being pulled out.

Insect Xiu was not in a hurry at all, and moved slowly, his hollow mouth grinning wide, as if he was laughing.

Above his head, tens of thousands of flying insects were hovering densely, like a dark cloud floating back and forth.

Du Wenxing silently stared at the insect cultivator's movements, hoping that he could get closer, and get closer...... Give yourself a chance to make a move.

Then, Worm Xiu stopped and tilted his head to look at Lu Qian.

The sweat on Lu Qian's head was even more.

The dagger that was secretly held in the sleeve in his left hand also froze.

He was going to do it after this monster approached, but he didn't expect it...... Could it be that this monster sees it?

As a congenital master, with his heart, he will naturally not sit still.

But this monster didn't even give him a chance to fight!

In that case, ...... Now is the time!

Lu Qian gritted his teeth fiercely, and the dagger in his hand flew out.

A ray of cold light shot straight into the chest of the insect.

"Quack, you're in a hurry to die!" Worm Xiu let out an ugly laugh, and suddenly waved his hand, and the dark clouds in the sky fell suddenly.

Lu Qian's face changed, and his right hand reached behind his back and pulled out the halberd.

One move to fight the eight wildernesses at night, countless surging energy overflowed in all directions, rolling towards the flying insect swarm.

The "raindrops" in the "dark clouds" fell one after another.

Lu Qian was overjoyed, this monster's bug didn't seem to be as difficult as he imagined!

The innate internal force exploded, and a powerful suction came from the halberd.

The flying insects are small in size and light in body, and they are thrown at the halberd one after another under the suction, gathering into a black ball.

"Shock!"

With an angry shout, Lu Qian's arm shook, and he was blown open by the insects gathered by the suction, and he died on the ground.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, other flying insects have already attacked from all directions.

It seems that Lu Qian has no chance.

But in fact, although his face was a little frightened, his eyes were very clear.

(End of chapter)