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"It's not safe in the forest."

The listener spoke, and he turned his head to look into the depths of the island, where there was something he longed for.

"I can hear its sound, harsh and heart-trembling."

"If you want to catch up with the Prophet, you have to speed up. I can make you avoid the danger in the forest."

"Give me the dagger."

After the listener finished speaking, he extended his right hand to Qiancangyi.

Qiancang hesitated for two seconds before handing the dagger to the listener.

After the listener took the dagger, he pinched his left ear with his left hand, the dagger in his right hand was close to the bottom of the left ear, and then the muscles of his right arm contracted, and the sharp dagger cut off the left ear from bottom to top.

The blood flowed from the wound, quickly staining the listener's left shoulder red.

"Take my ears. If it gets close to you, the ears will make a buzzing sound. This is the only place I can help you."

The listener covered the wound with his right hand, and handed out his ear with his left hand.

Qiancang took a deep breath, reached out his hand to catch his ear, and then he asked a question:

"You should have a secret formula that can stabilize your mind, can you tell me?"

The reason why he asked this question was mainly because he was worried that the situation in Ole's world would happen again.

Considering that there are all kinds of magical plants and animals in this world, perhaps some unique drugs can be used to fight against unknown forces.

After asking this question, Qian Cangyi put down his backpack.

A hemostatic bandage was carried in the backpack, which happened to come in handy.

The listener thought for a second and understood what Qiancang Yi was talking about. He shook his head and sighed and replied:

"The role of the secret recipe is not to stabilize the mind, but to make people lose their sense of the unknown."

"All fears stem from the fear of the unknown."

"If you don't feel pain, it doesn't mean you won't die."

"Similarly, Sanity is gradually falling into madness but it is protecting you and reminding you to leave quickly."

The listener looked at Qian Cangyi, his tone gradually weakened.

Qiancangyi can understand what the listener means, but...

When the time is right, every item can show its value.

Yes, it is better than nothing.

Whether to use or not is another matter.

Qiancang wrapped a bandage around the listener's head, and then asked:

"Can you give me the formula? Or...the finished product, I'm in a hurry."

After the listener hesitated for two seconds, he took out a folded leaf from his body, which seemed to contain something.

Qiancang took the leaf in his hand and opened it and took a look. Inside were three small black pills, exuding a unique smell.

"Everything is here." The listener didn't say much.

"Thanks." Qiancang waved his hand as soon as he packed his backpack, then turned and left.

The listener looked at Qian Cangyi's back, raised his right hand and waved, and said at the same time:

"Goodbye, Verdra."

Qiancang moved his ear, stopped, turned his head abruptly, fixed his eyes on the listener, and asked:

"You just said... Verdra?"

Qiancang took a deep breath, he didn't expect to hear the name at this time.

What the listener said was not the Verdra manuscript, but the four words Verdra.

Obviously, he is using this title to refer to Qiancangyi.

This means that the listener knows Verdra.

"Who is Verdra?" Qiancangyi put his backpack on the ground, fully guarded.

The listener froze for a moment, looked up and down Qiancangyi, and replied:

"Verdra is an old saying, meaning...the one who is called is not someone."

"Speak clearly." Qian Cang's face was cold, and the breath that emanated made the listener a little scared.

"Everyone who can come to this island feels Hezerac's call, whether it is you, the prophet, or his subordinates." The listener looked into the depths of the forest.

"Have you heard of "Verdra Manuscript"?" Qian Cang frowned.

The listener shook his head.

Qian Cangyi's face did not improve, he continued to ask:

"What does Sakura mean?"

He changed his mind.

The listener explained:

"Sakura is a believer of Hezerac, serving the great Hezerac for life, waiting for it to come. However, this may be just a unilateral belief."

"Verdra is different. They are the chosen ones. They don't need to believe in Hezerac. No matter what they do, they will eventually come to this island, and then, at the call of Hezerac, go to the place of election."

"Even if you want to leave now, I am afraid there is no way."

"No matter what you do, you will eventually go where you should be."

"I don't know what Hezerac's purpose is for calling you, but I know that from the moment you are discovered by him, you can't escape."

"It's not important whether you accept it with pleasure or regret or regret. Your thoughts are not important at all. The important thing is that you can't change anything."

"No, to be precise, you can change one thing and kill the rest of the chosen, the prophets."

Qiancang's right index finger pressed his temple, and from the listener's words, everything he did after becoming "Verdela" would inevitably go to the same end, unless he died on the way.

An idea flashed through Qiancangyi's mind.

The Prophet left the tribe for about a week. According to Douglas on the Blue Pearl, it would take a few days to get to the equilateral triangle cave. In addition, there may be dangers in the way, maybe it will be delayed for a little time, and now catch up. still have a chance.

Killing the prophet before he enters the cave, and then finding a way to leave, seems to be a safe and reliable way.

Qiancangyi is not sure whether it can succeed, but you can give it a try.

...

"So, are you just for this reason?"

"I feel so ridiculous, really."

"Humanity has been developing for so many years, what is the result?"

"Even if it's child trafficking, this thing that everyone talks about gritted their teeth, but it still exists."

"I believe that in the next hundred years, we will still be doing what we are doing."

"It's a human problem."

"Of course, I don't like how you compare us with those who abduct children for money. This is an insult to us."

"We are not for money, but for the whole world."

"You think you are great, in fact, compared to us, you are the evil side."

The seriously injured believer was leaning against the tree trunk, and he was already outgassing more and less.

Qiancangyi stood in front of the believer, condescendingly looking at the believer.

When he first entered the forest, he was worried that he might not be able to find the way, but the tents that appeared every distance were like signposts, guiding him to continue in the right direction.

The only question is why the tent is left, and a lot of it is left every time.

In this regard, Qiancangyi can only attribute it to the hunter in the forest.

Five minutes ago, Qian Cangyi was walking quickly towards the depths of the forest.

A believer lay on the ground and was injured.

When Qiancang was investigating the situation, the believer suddenly attacked, and the situation turned into what it is now.

"You said you have met someone similar to me?" Qian Cangyi's focus is completely different from the focus of believers.

The reason why he pays attention to this point is simply because the content of the believer's deception is somewhat unusual. It stands to reason that not speaking or saying something else can achieve the effect of deception. However, the believer has chosen such a deception which is easy to make people. The way of doubt.

In other words, believers did not lie about this matter.

"Heh..." The believer sneered and looked up at Qian Cangyi.

"I'm not interested in your hatred of the world. You said that someone had walked from here before, and it wasn't with you all the way." When Qian Cangyi said this, he took the listener out of his left ear. .

After the believer saw the listener's left ear, his pupil contracted slightly.

Qiancang sighed and said:

"I think you should understand what I mean, most people can't stand the torture."

"If you tell me, I will save your life."

The believer pursed his lips and furrowed his brows.

As soon as Qiancang took out his dagger, he squatted beside the believer, pinched the believer's ear with his left hand, and placed the dagger behind the believer's ear with his right hand.

He gently applied force, and the believer felt the pain and quickly begged for mercy.

"I said I said..."

"That man is about the same height as you, a little shorter than you, and wearing a black trench coat."

"Yesterday, I saw him. I was planning to trick him into killing him, but he ignored me at all. Instead, he kept his head down and walked forward, as if he was controlled."

"I originally planned to catch up, but he suddenly disappeared."

"It seems, it seems... never appeared at all."

Qiancang took the dagger away.

In the question just now, he already knew the news about the team of prophets.

At present, there are still about thirty people left in the team of the Prophet, who originally brought a hundred people.

In order to get rid of the tribe on Sakura Island, quite a few believers, about fifty people, died.

After entering the depths of the forest, some people will disappear every night for some unknown reason.

Therefore, the Prophet left three believers to look for dangers hiding in the forest. After a search, he was left alone and injured.

Later, the timid believer hid in the remaining tent until Qian Cang Yi appeared.

Qiancang looked around, always paying attention to the ears of the listener when he was chasing after him.

At some point, I could indeed hear a strange sound from my ears, as if shaking, but it quickly disappeared.

"You can ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ save your life." Qiancang moved on as soon as he packed up his things.

He walked about a hundred meters, the listener's ears in his pocket suddenly vibrated, and then there was a muffled hum from behind.

The danger in the forest has been hiding nearby.

Qiancang took a deep breath and speeded up his pace to leave. He didn't want to explore what the "monster" in the forest was.

Night fell.

Qiancang gasped slightly, and hurried with such a high intensity, even he was a bit overwhelmed.

Ahead, the camp left by the believers appeared again. He only needs to light the bonfire and sleep in the tent to have a good rest.

"I can't hold it anymore, I must sleep." Qiancang walked to the tent.

Tonight, he may need to face the "monster" in the forest. Fupin Chinese