I Really Don’t Want To Be a Natural Disaster

"Um?"

　　 Yi Lin looked down.

　　 He actually stepped on a crumpled hand.

　　 Lying on the ground is a middle-aged man covered in blood.

　　 was dressed in shabby attire, with burlap wrapped around his head, his right shoulder and arm were forcibly eaten off a piece of flesh, looking **** and miserable.

　　 Irin hesitated for a second.

　　 We measured the pros and cons, originally I didn't intend to pay attention to it.

　　 After all, he is not the Virgin. In the plot mode, the most taboo is to act without thinking.

　　Think about everything before acting.

　　 Impulse, Virgin, anger, brainless licking the plot characters, these actions without the brain will only make things worse.

　　I Lin knows this very well.

　　 also has a deep understanding.

　　 When he was about to leave, the middle-aged man grabbed Yi Lin by the ankle.

　　 I don't know where this middle-aged man gave birth to the power, that crumpled palm is like an iron hoop.

　　 just now...

　　 Yi Rin suddenly appeared in front of a series of familiar news.

　　……

　　 [Welcome to the 4th floor! 】

　　 [There used to be a mountain of ghost mist...]

　　 [In the ghost mist mountain, there are people and ghosts...]

　　 [Ah...Finally, there are five more young ghost hunters and heroes who come from outside the ghost fog mountain and across the ghost fog...]

　　 [They wore their own "Ghost Slashing Knife" to kill the ghosts, bringing a faint light to Guiwu Mountain...]

　　【This is the legendary ghost fog mountain. 】

　　【It's dark...please close the door! 】

　　【Main task: Kill the ghost king! The mission failed... All are obliterated! ! 】

　　……

　　 Yi Lin was silent.

　　 carefully tried to figure out the plot reminder that appeared in front of him.

　　 will keep in mind verbatim and sentence.

　　Beware...

　　 There is a pit.

　　 As for the cruel punishment of failure, Yi Lin ignored it.

　　 Anyway... I'm used to it.

　　 Kill all?

　　 Everyone is like this.

　　 "Young ghost hunter...help me, help me..."

　　 Yi Rin frowned.

　　 This plot reminder was triggered after the middle-aged man grabbed Yi Lin's ankle.

　　In other words...

　　 Yi Lin lowered his head and said in a deep voice, "Can you get out of this fog?"

"Cough cough..." The dying middle-aged man coughed twice, breathless, and said slowly: "Master ghost hunter, I am the most experienced hunter in the village... one of the forests, every Tree, I have left a mark..."

　　 "Yes, or can't?" Yi Lin gave a low voice without giving the middle-aged man time to talk nonsense.

"can!"

"good!"

　　 Yi Lin didn't talk nonsense, and directly picked up the middle-aged man from the ground and put it on his back.

　　 What was unexpected to Yi Lin was that the middle-aged man was lighter than he looked, and his skin was slightly cold. Yi Lin carried him on his back without any effort.

　　 "Give the way!"

　　The middle-aged man lay panting behind Yi Lin, squinting his eyes, as if distinguishing the difference between each dead tree through a thick fog, then lowered his head and looked at the ground... His nose shook slightly...

　　 "Master Ghost Hunter, go this way..."

　　 The middle-aged man seemed to have some abilities, and he quickly pointed out a way for Yi Lin in the thick fog.

　　Although Yi Lin is not 100% sure, whether this middle-aged hunter, who was almost eaten by a ghost, can find the correct route in the foggy forest.

　　 But Yi Lin knows that this middle-aged man should be the biggest reminder of this opening.

Although the plot mode of 　　 is unpredictable, according to the behavior of the apostle, as the depth of the plot continues to be explored, there will be different endings and different levels of difficulty.

　　 But no matter how unpredictable, there are traces to follow...

　　 plot mode, there is no absolute dead end.

　　 Yi Rin made his current choice through calculation and speculation.

　　 "Ah-yeah-quack -"

　　 just now.

　　 In the thick fog.

　　 In the woods behind Yi Lin, countless black crows were startled and fled in all directions.

　　 There were waves of sorrowful crows, resounding through the forest.

　　 rippling away in the thick fog.

　　 It's... Nie Hongxiu!

Sudden!

　　 After countless crow flocks were startled, from that direction, there was a screaming scream.

　　 Yin Lin subconsciously covered his ears, but because of carrying the hunter, Yin Lin had only time to cover one side.

　　 The neighing sound was like an infrasound wave, shaking Yi Lin's tympanic membrane with pain and buzzing.

　　 At this moment, there was a cry of pain on his back.

　　 I saw the middle-aged hunter frowning, his face pale, and two lines of blood slowly dripping from his ears, dripping down his ears.

　　 The girl in red... must be mad.

　　 The killing intent that came from behind, almost turned into substance, and every inch of skin on Yi Lin's body, at the same time, a dense tingling pain came out.

　　 Amidst the howling, there were seven points of anger, two points of mentality burst and... one point of shame.

　　 Of course, Yi Lin's mental attributes are not high enough to analyze the emotions of female ghosts through a large forest.

　　 But based on the reaction of the female ghost in red, Nie Hongxiu, and what she did in the "charming" state, after Yi Lin's reasonable speculation and brain supplements, she can also guess that it is not far from ten.

　　 "It's a ghost! It's a ghost! A ghost!"

The middle-aged hunter on 　　's back was so scared that his teeth trembled, making a crackling noise, and Yi Lin could even feel the middle-aged hunter behind him was shaking all over.

　　 "How long will it take to get out of the woods?"

　　 Irin glanced at the psionic value blankly, and asked in a low voice.

　　 "One mile, go back to the ghost hunter, and we will be able to get out of the woods one mile away!"

When the middle-aged hunter heard this, he suddenly remembered something. The despair in his eyes faded a bit, and he quickly said: "Master ghost hunter, as long as you can get out of the woods! Ghosts cannot leave the foggy forest during the day! As long as we can get out of the woods, we will Saved!"

　　 Is this... the setting where ghosts can’t bask in the sun?

　　 Irin quickly read the key information from the middle-aged hunter's words.

　　One mile...

　　 Yi Rin quickly calculated in his heart, but accelerated a few minutes, carrying a very light middle-aged hunter on his back, quickly walking through the forest.

　　 The tingling sensation from the skin on his body is getting stronger and stronger, which means...Nie Hongxiu is approaching quickly!

　　 Killing intent... after coming to oneself!

　　300 meters...

200 meters……

100 metres……

　　 A ray of sunlight faintly passed through the mist in front of him, and the front was getting brighter and brighter.

　　Behind Yi Lin, Nie Hongxiu's voice came through the thick fog.

　　 "Officials, please stay."

　　 That lazy and charming voice, as if with endless charm, a weird voice suddenly sounded in Yi Lin's mind.

　　 There are countless beautiful scenes in his mind~www.wuxiaspot.com~ fair skin...

　　Exquisite jade feet...

　　 That silky silver hair...

what,

Behind 　　 is Wenrouxiang.

　　 Just look back...

　　 just look back...

　　 just a glance...

　　……

　　 Irin bit his tongue abruptly!

　　 There was a tremor all over, and the sound in his head that kept tempting Yi Lin to look back, instantly disappeared without a trace.

　　 And at this moment, Yi Lin also rushed out of the dense fog smoothly.

　　 When stepping out of the thick fog, the sunlight falling on his face looked a bit dazzling.

　　 At the same time, the cold killing intent behind him seemed to be completely isolated in a thick fog, and the uncomfortable puncture sensation on the skin faded away like a tide.

　　 Before my eyes, there is a country road.

　　 The small road is paved with gravel of varying sizes and is surrounded by weeds.

　　 For the sake of safety, Yi Lin didn't stop after running out of the foggy forest. He ran a few hundred meters along the gravel road all the way, and only after the cold killing intent disappeared completely did he stop and catch his breath.

　　 At this moment, Yi Lin slowly turned his head back.

　　 Hundreds of meters away, there is a forest of dead trees shrouded in mist.

　　 In the depths of the fog, two figures, one tall and one low, flashed past.

　　 Four faint red lights seemed to be staring at Yi Lin through the thick fog.

　　 But soon, the four red lights gradually disappeared in the thick fog.

"have they gone?"

　　 Yi Rin breathed a sigh of relief.

　　 He still carries a middle-aged hunter on his back.

　　 "Uncle, how do you get to your village?"

　　 Yi Lin asked casually.

but--

　　 there was no response from behind!