As soon as he walked into the misty forest, Zhang Yan felt a breath of fresh air coming to his nose, which made people's spirits inexplicably refreshing. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info the air in the forest is also mixed with the taste of simple vicissitudes, which is a long-standing taste that can only be precipitated after countless years of baptism. Although it doesn't smell good, it's extremely addictive, and it has a magical feeling of smelling history.

Stepping on the thick fallen leaves, rustling, as if someone was whispering not far away, it was as real and unrealistic. The dense foliage never misses the slightest bit of sunlight, so there is hardly any light in the woods, only a hazy vision, just like the road of life, you can see the shadow, but it is difficult to see the real face.

If you walk into the misty forest as an ordinary timid person, you will be scared half to death if you don't mention its murderous name.

The number of people is naturally courageous, but Zhang Zhan still follows the pace of the sky, afraid that one will accidentally get lost in this place forever. I felt that the whispering was too monotonous, and the monotony made my scalp tingle, and I couldn't help but say duplicitously: "There doesn't seem to be anything strange about the Misty Forest! ”

Chuan Tiantou led the way without looking back, and said melodiously: "Everything in heaven and earth has spirituality, and the trees in the misty forest are just giving birth to some instincts, and there is really nothing strange about it." ”

Zhang Yan asked curiously, "What instinct?"

Chuantian replied: "The instinct to take the initiative to absorb nutrients. ”

"When people walk into the Misty Forest, the trees will spontaneously move their positions, slowly trapping people in the forest, and then slowly enjoying the corpses of these people. As he spoke, Chuantian patted the trunk of the tree that was particularly luxuriant: "The reason why these trees are so beautiful is because the blood that once flowed here has made the sun and moon hanging high in the sky fade. ”

Zhang Yan was speechless: "If it goes on like this, will these things become essences?"

Chuantian smiled and said: "I can't rule out this possibility! But those who can become refined are definitely rare, because if there is really a day when all the vegetation becomes essence, it will be a disaster for us and other human beings." Because every grass and every flower is full of deep hatred for human beings. At that time, no one will be spared. ”

At this time, Chuantian stopped and turned his head to the left.

Seeing this, Zhang Yan involuntarily pulled out the thick-backed knife behind him, and asked in a low voice, "Is there a situation?"

Ye Zhanchen nodded: "There is a fight over there. ”

Zhang Zhan's hearing was insufficient, so it was inconvenient for him to express his opinions, Qin Xingya said at this time: "It's a child's voice, let's go and see!"

No one will have enough determination to veto the proposal of a beautiful woman, not to mention that this beauty may still be the number one beauty in the world today.

The misty forest originally gave people a strange impression, and it was so decent, the sound of a child coming from this forest was naturally even more weird. Therefore, Zhang Zhan said as he walked: "It is said that in the gloomy and dark place, if you hear a woman or a child crying, it is better to ignore it. Because nine times out of ten, it is not human beings who make these sounds. ”

Chuan Tian smiled: "People's fear often comes from their own hearts. If it is really a ghost with advanced cultivation, it will never use such inferior means to deceive people and then inflict harm. Therefore, if one day Brother Zhang encounters a ghost that appears to scare people, there is no need to be afraid, because these are just half-baked people who can only confuse people's minds, and there is no means at all. ”

Zhang Yan smiled bitterly when he heard this: "How can you not see each other." ”

Halfway through, Zhang Zhan also heard the children's shouts and fights, and when he really arrived, Zhang Zhan was shocked by the scene in front of him:

A handsome boy in ragged clothes, holding a bamboo stick, confronted a giant snake as thick as a bucket and hovering on the ground.

Tong Er looked to be only eleven or twelve years old, pitifully thin, and his right arm drooped unnaturally, apparently broken. The immature little face was full of painful sweat and fearful despair. Seeing the arrival of Zhang Chuan and others, he couldn't help but cry out, and his tears were like pouring rain, which could no longer be suppressed: "Help me!"

The giant snake's whole body is white, and the scales on the snake's body are almost transparent like high-quality white jade, and it looks strangely beautiful and bewitching. Its pair of blood-red triangular eyes are full of longing for blood, and the blood-red snake letter is stretched or spit out, and the snake teeth curved like sharp knives glow with cold light, sprinkling people's longing and yearning for light like a guiding light in this dark misty forest.

If a young man begged for help like this, Qin Xingya couldn't help but despise it, and even added fuel to the fire and left him to fend for himself. But like a child who has not been deeply involved in the world, Qin Xingya couldn't help but pull out the Aoshuang Sword directly, and floated in front of the child like a fairy, touched the little head of the child who looked extremely dirty and sloppy, and said softly: "Don't be afraid!"

The child still burst into tears, but when he saw Qin Xingya's half-hidden peerless appearance, he still couldn't help but be stunned for a long time, and then asked with tears on his face: "Are you a fairy?"

Chuantian walked up to Qin Xingya at this time and said with a smile: "You don't need Miss Qin to do it." This kind of vulgar work should be left to us stinky men!" Before Qin Xingya could speak, Chuantian turned to face the giant snake again.

Because the giant snake was circling his body, Zhang Yan couldn't judge how huge the snake was for a while, and could only use the word "giant" to describe it in general terms.

Whether it is Chuantian or Qin Xingya, the pressure on the giant snake is definitely different from that of this child. However, it can be seen that the giant snake still doesn't take Chuantian or Qin Xingya in his eyes, the deep demon eyes that can only be possessed after countless springs, summers, autumns and winters, are looking up and down at Chuantian who suddenly killed, and looks like he is eager to attack.

Chuantian said lightly at this time: "Stay away from Chuan's sight immediately, spare you from death." ”

The giant snake seemed to understand human speech, and its head shook slightly, as if it was disdainful. Then it tilted the snake's head back, which was the snake's action before attacking its prey, and at the same time, the red light in the demon's eyes soared, and it was full of fighting spirit, showing that it was unwilling to give up.

Chuantian shook his head and slowly spread out his slender and clean palms.

I saw that the air flow around Chuantian's palm immediately distorted with fluctuations visible to the naked eye, and then the surroundings suddenly became darker, and even the demonic luster of the giant snake itself was swallowed up completely. When this darkness completely robbed people's eyes, a blue flame lit up from the palm of Chuantian's hand.

Zhang Yan stood beside Chuantian, unconsciously grew his mouth, and looked at the flame in Chuantian's hand.

This flame didn't seem to have the slightest temperature, nor did it have any extra light, so that Zhang Yan couldn't see the palm of the sky at all. As far as the eye can see, in addition to this pitch black, it is this turquoise that can't stop beating and is not much bigger than a dragon's eye.

When Zhang Chuan was still stunned, Chuantian said lightly: "I remember that your cultivation is not easy, and you will be about to transform within a hundred years, so I will make an exception and repeat it again - immediately stay away from Chuan's sight, spare you from death!"

Since all the light had been burned by this beautiful blue flame, Zhang Yan could only hear the sound of rustling, and when the sound was completely quiet, the flame swayed lightly a few times and disappeared.

The faint vision of the surroundings was restored, and there was nothing in front of the motionless Transmission Heaven.

The serpent is gone, leaving only the fishy smell peculiar to animals.

Looking at the child again, with teary eyes, he muttered, "Are you a monster?"

Hearing this, Chuan Tian said freely: "Monsters are far less terrible than Chuan Mou. ”