(Reader exchange QQ group: 477523336, welcome to join)

The Wolf and Tiger Valley is surrounded by mountains on all sides, covering the sky and the moon, so there is darkness in the dense forest, and faintly visible little fluorescent flashes in the grass, like the heavenly river is upside down, gorgeous like a dream.

It was a fragile creature struggling in despair, just like the people who had been displaced in troubled times. The wind swept over the cliff, blowing away their only meager hope, and unconsciously hoping for disillusionment.

Batumozhigen had been walking for a long time, looking at the road ahead, as if he was in an infinite void, not knowing where he was. Suddenly, he heard the murmuring of the stream in the distance, like the sound of heaven, and Batu Mozhigen was suddenly overjoyed.

Fang Cai walked this road with Lian'er on his back, and saw the fruit trees standing by the stream, so he turned back to find it. However, there are many forks in the road along the way, and fortunately, the rain has caused the soil to be loose, and if you pay attention to this footprint, it is not difficult to identify.

Batu Mozhigen pulled out the wooden-handled divine sword, the blade ridge was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting a hideous ghost face. He had always been cautious, and the inscription that Lian'er had recited not long ago echoed in his mind, and he was unconsciously suspicious, and said secretly: "The Phantom Forest is charming and sane, you need to be careful in everything, even if you hear the sound of water, it may not be true." ”

He slowly approached, and saw that there was a sharp turbulence in the cracks of the rocks, and the water surface was full of streamers, until it was clear and there were no fish.

He stretched out his fingers to test it, and felt that the water was still cold, and the speed of the flow was fast, and it must have flowed from the clifftop mountain stream to this place. He took out the bamboo tube from his arms, scooped the water and sealed it, and said in his heart: "If this stream is an illusion, it will definitely not have this touch, and it must be real." The little girl has waited for a long time, and she will be thirsty, so save some more and drink it on the way. ”

He saw that the ancient trees on both sides of the stone creek were shy, the vines were clinging, and the postures were different, swaggering in the night wind with frightened faces, which was so strange that it penetrated people's hearts.

The branches of the ancient trees are leafless, entwined together, forming a huge ink-colored web on the top of the head, which is difficult to give up and inseparable. There is a nameless fruit on the vine, red clothes and green sacs, dense as stars, I don't know if it can be eaten raw.

In this deep mountain wilderness, strange flowers and fruits are common, but it is not surprising, but not all wild fruits and wild vegetables can act as a stuff. The more brilliant the color, the more likely it is to contain poison, and how can Batumorigen not know?

"This place is dangerous and unpredictable, you can't delay the hour, the little girl is still waiting for the old man to go back, and I am afraid that it will change if it is late. Regardless of whether this fruit is poisonous or not, just taste it, and it can't hurt the old man in the slightest. With this in mind, he tentatively tugged at the vines, and the wild fruit fell with a violent shake.

Batu Mozhigen leaned over to pick it up, held it in his hand and looked at it carefully, and the wild fruit had a little temperature, and it slowly squirmed.

The red coat peeled off, and the green sac gradually expanded, revealing several clear horizontal lines. The faint pulsation caused a milky white viscous liquid to flow from the opening, dripping on Batumorigen's hand, which at first had a burning sensation, and then gradually cooled to a slight coolness.

"This ...... Where is this fruit, it is clearly a poisonous insect larvae!" Batu Mozhigen was shocked, so he threw out the eggs, it turned out that tens of thousands of "red clothes and green sacs" above the head did not grow on the tree, but attached to the parasitic place of the vines, commonly known as the tree cocoon blood silkworm, can hatch silkworms, eat human flesh and blood, extremely ferocious.

The wind is coming, and thousands of insect eggs are waves, like children who are not safe enough, with a penetrating cry.

The eggs seemed to be awakened, and a wave of heat burned the grass and cracked the stones. The red clothes slipped down, colorful and unrestrained, and the milky white liquid dripped from the green sac into the rain, spilling into the rushing stream, and the sound of boiling was endless, and bursts of white smoke were filled.

The smoke dissipated, and I saw that after the liquid poured into the cold pool, it gradually turned transparent, and it turned out that the water was the collection of insect eggs and body fluids in the forest, with a thick and smoky atmosphere, rushing towards the distance.

Batu Mozhigen couldn't help retching for a while, so he threw the bamboo tube into the rotten stream, and poured it away, and said in his heart: "Why is this phantom forest so weird, fortunately the old man found it in time, otherwise it would be drunk by the little girl, and the consequences would be unimaginable." ”

The vibrating of the eggs intensified, and the faint sound converged into a monstrous momentum, like the roar of a wild beast, echoing in this endless deep valley.

The sound of the larvae's cocoon breaking sounded, and the green sac instantly split apart, revealing the fat and bulging white belly of the silkworm cub, pulling the viscous silk-like body fluid, which was extremely greasy.

Batu Mozhigen looked up, but saw tens of thousands of silkworms descending from the sky, with a mouth divided into four petals, a tongue in the shape of a needle, and a body curled up into a ball, which was the size of a human face when opened.

The slender-footed body begins to wriggle, a mollusk similar to a centipede, and due to the year-round darkness of the valley floor, the larvae do not have two eyes, and the tentacles around the mouth stand on their own, which should be the only way to distinguish their position.

Before the divine knife could be swung, the purple feather Qiu Yu had been covered with silkworm body fluids, and the fishy smell lasted for a long time. Batu Mozhigen felt his body sink, his movements were slightly sluggish, and he was a little relieved, and he found that he was almost buried by silkworms, and thousands of thin feet hooked his feather coat, twisting his wet and tender body, and swimming all over his body.

The sound of silkworm sucking echoed in the ears, and the fat shells were stacked on top of each other, densely packed, and the white flowers were as colorful as human bones, hideous and abnormal.

Countless silkworms stretched out their tongues like needles and inserted into the flesh, gulped down the blood, and opened their four-petaled sharp mouths to gnaw on the little exposed skin of Batu Mozhigen, and the skin instantly darkened and gradually turned purple.

The bite strength of silkworms is not very large, they can only scratch the flesh and skin, but their real horror is that they are extremely bloodthirsty, and the speed of blood sucking is amazingly fast, the strength of one is certainly weak, but these tens of thousands of gnaws and endless sucking, it hurts so much that Batu Mozhigen faints for a while.

The mask was crawling with fleshy white silkworms, and they were crawling towards the eye sockets, and the body of the silkworm after sucking blood was pale pink, and the fat and bulging body was red in white, crystal clear, and seemed to be blown and broken.

Batu Mozhigen let out a loud shout, and the purple feather soared into the air, spun like an ink-colored dragon, shattering all the silkworms around him in a roar.

As if a torrential rain was pouring, the white pulp mixed with blood splattered, and the winding mountain path was covered with viscous body fluids and countless larval fragments.

The silkworm has no blood, how can it come from that the ground is so red? Batu Mozhigen couldn't help but sigh for a while, he couldn't imagine that just in this instant, the silkworm had already absorbed so much bright red blood from his body, if he was half a point late, I am afraid that he would have been sucked into a dry corpse and died on the spot.

And not far away, tens of thousands of silkworms are ready to attack, and countless hungry mouths are declaring sovereignty to their prey, which is extremely terrifying.

This is the first attack in their lives, the kind of bloodthirsty ** from the bottom of their hearts, no need to experience, innate. The silkworms fiddled with their tentacles and gathered in the direction of Batumorzhgen.