The Immortal’s Poison

Horseshoe Dada, melodious and crisp in the quiet night, a thing like a bench, ran into Wen Leyang's sight lightly, and several accompanying players immediately dived over, and the hard knife was hidden in the light In the sleeves, the eyes were unbelievable.

The thing that came was not a living thing. Several bamboos were tied into a bench by vines, twisting the body, standing still, and hanging a blue cloth strip in front of the 'bench', two big words awe-inspiring: Retreat.

Pepper pepper was right next to Wen Leyang. There were surprises and funny eyes in his eyes. I don't know what this bench would do besides sending letters.

Wen Leyang took a deep breath, and the sonorous voice sent far away: "The disciples of the Luo family of Wuyaling and the Wen family of Jiuding Mountain begged to see the big dragon root of Qiniang Mountain.

Shouted twice, without a trace of echo, and even in the dense forest of heaven, it was so scary that even the fallen leaves fell to the ground.

Wen Leyang felt the surroundings quietly, and the skin slowly released the tentacles of consciousness in his breath. The tide extended to the surroundings, and he still could not find anything.

There was a clatter. After sending the letter, the "bench" suddenly shook a few times and fell apart. There was no suspicious place except for the bamboo sticks that were fine vines.

Wen didn't do it, he whispered and asked the two young men: "How about, do you want to chase out and see?"

Wen Leyang shook his head: "Let everyone rest, and continue to hurry tomorrow."

This kind of thing to set up the sentinel professional alert, don't have to worry about Wen Leyang and Xiao Chili at all. Wen doesn't do the orderly arrangement that has been arranged for a long time. In addition to being unbearable, this person is very clever and clever.

The ride the next day was still calm, but when camping at night, a ‘bench’ came again, still tied with a blue cloth, two words: stop.

Of course, Wen Leyang will not stop, no matter whether there are Miao people around, he said the purpose of this trip again, and then fell down to sleep.

The journey was almost half on the third night. Sure enough, as Wen did not say, the temperature was getting higher and higher. Obviously in the winter season, the forest was so hot that he couldn't even wear a single coat.

The third ‘bench’ is here again, but this time it ’s a bit confusing. The bench is bare and has no strips.

Wen did not check for a long time, and suddenly realized: "The cloth strip has fallen." A few pieces of cloth hung on the end of the bench, and fluttered gently in the evening breeze.

Wen Leyang laughed aloud: "The cloth is gone, there is a fart on the bench."

He didn't do it and he smiled: "We are only one day away from Qingzhai's Zhaizi, and now we have included them in their territory, everyone must be careful."

Qiniang Mountain is already in sight, the endless mountain is revealed from the branches, pressed heavily on everyone's head, like a giant, looking at them with contempt.

Except for a few dark whistle, everyone fell asleep early, the bonfire occasionally burst out with a crackling sound, Mars splashed, and jumped an arc not enough gorgeous ...

Mu Mu suddenly exclaimed, opened his eyes and sat up, his pretty face covered with deep fear.

Wen Leyang had somehow jumped beside her, looking at her with concern: "What's wrong?"

Others also awakened in shock, and instead of coming around, they spread out to find the trail of the enemy.

Mu Mu regained his consciousness, and his pale face regained a healthy halo. He smiled and shook his head: "It's okay, I had a nightmare. I dreamed that we were all dead. It's unlucky. The dream is broken!" With that, he spit out two saliva on the ground.

But Wen Leyang's expression was relaxed, and after hearing Mu Mu's nightmare, he suddenly became dignified: "We are all dead?"

Mu Mu nodded a little puzzledly, but Wen Leyang said for no reason: "Most of the brothers are stuck in the mud, I fell into the water ..." Before he finished speaking, Xiao Chili screamed and jumped It seems to have returned to the nightmare just now: "You ... how do you know?"

Wen didn't do it, but he came together with a smile on his face and gleefully echoed: "And me, I was strangled by the tree vine ..." The chill hairs of the little peppers were all erected, pointing at Wen's swearing: "You Do you know worry? "

Wen Leyang looked at the others, everyone's face became strange and pale, and nodded slowly towards him.

Everyone experienced the same nightmare, and Wen Wen still laughed heartlessly: "Miaozi's Wu Gu, running the bench and having nightmares are all scares, don't take them seriously ..."

Before the words were finished, a strange sound around them spread from afar. Although slight but very clear, it sounded as if it was crowded between dirty mud, and occasionally one or two bubbles burst out, making people feel Uncomfortable all over the body.

Wen didn't frown: "What sound?" Immediately, a whistle was issued to respond to the night whistle. A few hoarse and unpleasant night owls cried out from his mouth.

There was silence around, and there was no response except for the sound of the muddy surge in the distance.

Wen Leyang jumped up, leaving only one sentence: "Stay in place!" The figure has disappeared into the shadow of the trees.

Mu Mu is a disciple of the Luo family, and he is not a person who has not seen the big scene. He sneered with two needles and frustrated. A egg slipped silently on a big tree, hidden in the branches, and the thirty accompanying players seemed to be The random east and west clusters are scattered, and in fact all the spaces in and out of the open space have been sealed.

Two secret whistle are outside, one each for Wen and Luo.

At midnight, Xingyue was dull, and the sound of Wen Leyang's clothes trembling disappeared after a moment, and the little pepper condensed breathing standing in place to move like a clay sculpture, without letting the body breath out, listening carefully to the surrounding, distant mud The sound of flow seems to be approaching them slowly ...

Mu Mu modulated the time in his heart, six hundred.

Ten minutes, but longer than a century, there is still no sound from Wen Leyang.

The leader of the Luo family's millipede is a sturdy man of less than forty, named Luo Xie, who walked gently to the little pepper and asked in a low voice, "Would you like to find it?"

Little Chili shook his head: "Wait a little longer."

Luo Xie's lips moved and wanted to say something. Suddenly, a bang under his feet burst a huge mud bubble, and the hard mountain turned into a two-meter-square mud trap. Luo Xie's face was instantly stern and fierce. He stretched out his hand and pushed the little pepper away, and the mud was already stuck in his chest. After struggling for a while and unable to pull out, Luo Xie turned his hands over and showed a fixed soul needle. Go on!

Only he could feel that a pair of powerful hands was holding his ankle firmly and was desperately pulling him down.

For a moment, there was only a string of dirty bubbles on the mud.

While the chili pepper fell heavily, the others stopped guarding and rushed towards the quagmire from all directions.

"Both flash away!"

With a loud clang, a figure wrapped in a strong wind rushed like lightning, and the tremendous power slammed everyone to the side. Wen Leyang carried a heavy inertia, like a heavy stone that fell from the sky, and smashed into it. That small swamp!

In an instant, the sound of the mud surging is great, just like mice are grinding their teeth and venomous snakes are molting, and they are constantly playing the nerves that are tight in everyone's brain!

A muffled dull sound came down the ground.

After a moment, suddenly, a clay figure rushed out of the mud with a mass in his hand.

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Wen Leyang carefully placed the ‘things’ in the hand on the ground. Only then did everyone see that it was Luo Xie, and his whole body had become soft and soft, and no bone was intact.

Whether it's a dead font or a parasite, their nerves are harder than steel wire, but at this moment, a weak pale enveloped everyone's face. In their nightmare, Luo Xie died like this, and his body was full of people. The body is softer than the dough after the stench of mud, but there is a faint smile on his face.

Wen Leyang's voice was slightly hoarse: "I have avenged him."

The surging sound of mud was receding like a tide. After a while, there was peace and tranquility outside.

After being scared, Wen Biao even hung a villain on his face, and came over and said to Wen Leyang: "Is it going in or going out? It is estimated that going in and out is almost the same. Young seedlings are all the way to the black master. The killing will not stop. "

"Go!" Wen Leyang pulled Mumu up: "Follow me!"

All the pores on and off the body are rapidly opening and closing. Wen Leyang no longer depends on his eyes and ears. He feels the surroundings carefully and leads everyone quickly. Just a few meters away, the pepper suddenly shook his body and cried out in shock. : "A egg, A egg is still on the tree!" Zombie babies don't need to greet at all.

Mu Mu also lost his mind just now, not timid. Anyone who reappeared the nightmare will be hard to accept for a while. After walking a few steps with Wen Leyang, he was surprised. , The hottest serial works are all in ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~