There's something wrong with the general.

The long sword shot out like a rainbow.

Wen Yuxi felt that only a short while had passed before he saw an endless sea of ​​forest in front of him.

He turned around excitedly on the flying sword, with Zhiming keeping one arm around his waist.

"Brother, we're here."

He couldn't wait to go down.

"Well, let's drop the flying sword."

The flying sword slowly slowed down and then glided slowly in the air.

The forest is right before my eyes.

Zhiming pinched his fingers together, and the long sword instantly turned into an arc of light and returned to his body.

He put his arms around Wen Yuxi's body and slowly landed on the ground.

The sky has darkened.

The night in the jungle is eerily silent.

Not even the chirping of crickets in the grass could be heard.

What is strange is that although this place is very close to the north, it is covered with green trees and lush grass.

There was no chill in the air.

The bright moon rose from the east, and the stars above were twinkling, but very sparse.

It’s just getting dark, why does it feel like everything is so quiet?

Zhiming walked in front to lead the way.

The jungle is dense and not suitable for flying with a sword.

And since they came down to look for someone, they naturally wouldn't miss any clues.

The rustling sound of footsteps was particularly harsh.

"Senior brother."

Wen Yuxi looked anxiously at the very gloomy place, which looked like a primeval forest, and felt scared.

He drew out the Hanxing Sword to give himself courage.

"Have you found any clues that someone has been here?"

The voice just fell.

With a "ah" sound, the tip of the sword pierced into the grass.

What was that thing that just brushed past his ankle slithered smoothly? It must be some reptile.

His body moved faster than his head and he thrust the sword in.

"what happened?"

Zhiming appeared in front of him in an instant, held his hand and asked softly.

Wen Yuxi pointed at the ground and said bitterly, "There seems to be something there."

The claws tightly grasped Zhiming's hand, as if holding on to a life-saving straw, and did not dare to separate.

They had been traveling like this for so many days, and Wen Yuxi didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

Zhiming stretched out his finger and tapped his forehead: "Circulate your spiritual power and try it."

It is a spell on how to see at night.

Wen Yuxi followed the spell and channeled his spiritual power into his eyes, and his vision instantly lit up.

He looked down hurriedly.

There were fallen leaves on the ground, pierced by the tip of the sword and scattered all over the ground.

Why is there nothing?

It couldn't have been my illusion just now.

Wen Yuxi looked around and found that there was indeed no trace of anyone passing by.

I felt even more frightened in an instant, and clung tightly to Zhiming, wishing I could be his human pendant.

"There's no sign of anyone passing through here, Junior Brother, let's look forward."

Zhiming saw the look of fear on his face and held his hand tightly.

He whispered, "Junior brother, follow in my footsteps."

Wen Yuxi suddenly raised her head and looked at him blankly, feeling deeply moved.

How can there be such a good senior brother in the world?

If the situation wasn't inappropriate, Wen Yuxi would have wanted to give his senior brother a bear hug.

Then I thought, my senior brother is here. He is very capable and will not leave me alone.

Then what are you afraid of?

After figuring it out, Wen Yuxi instantly felt that he was okay again.

He smiled with his eyes curved, "Thank you, Senior Brother, but I can just walk side by side with you."

"Brother, do you know any gossip about Infant Crying Valley?"

Wen Yuxi followed Zhiming, taking one step forward and one step back.

The fallen leaves here are so thick that they reach up to the ankles in some places.

He suspected that if there really was someone hiding there, it would be difficult to find him.

Zhiming pulled him, summoned the long sword, held it in his hand, and cut through the thorns and branches blocking the way.

"It is said that at midnight, you can hear the sound of babies crying here, so it is called Baby Crying Valley."

Wen Yuxi followed him and nimbly dodged the messy branches, blocking with the Hanxing Sword in his left hand.

"But is there any talk of cannibalism? For example, someone went in and never came out."

"No, since it's such a dangerous place, why would anyone want to risk their life there?"

Wen Yuxi shook his head, strongly disagreeing.

"What if there are curious people seeking wealth?"

Wen Yuxi remembers that in modern times, there are many explorers who climb Mount Everest, survive in the wild, and explore undeveloped places.

Don't forget, humans are wired to seek excitement.

Besides, aren’t those who seek wealth also trying to grab chestnuts from the fire?

"maybe."

The two walked a few dozen steps.

There was a tree in front of me, I didn't know what it was, with long vines dragging on the ground.

It took root in the ground and sent out many vines.

Wen Yuxi originally wanted to step over.

But one step is not enough to cross, and two steps are too small.

He raised his foot and stepped on the vines on the ground.

“Don’t step on it!”

Suddenly, a low voice came from my ear.

Wen Yuxi widened his eyes and saw that his feet had landed on the vines.

I was wondering if it was too late to lift it up now.

Suddenly, a huge force pulled him backwards.

Wen Yuxi was horrified and looked down to see a branch as thick as his wrist tied around his waist.

He struggled to circulate his spiritual power, but found that he could not use any spiritual power in his body.

Zhiming's hand still held his tightly.

If Senior Brother has no more spiritual power, he will be finished in this Infant Crying Valley.

Wen Yuxi shouted, "Brother, this vine can suppress spiritual power, let go quickly."

After saying that, he quickly let go of her hand.

The huge force behind him seemed to be dragging him somewhere.

He was certainly afraid, but he didn't want his senior brother to get hurt because he had no spiritual power.

But Zhiming clenched his hands tightly and turned a deaf ear to his words.

He raised the sword in his hand and chopped at the vines fiercely.

With a "clang", the vines stopped moving.

Wen Yuxi was extremely anxious and reached out to pry Zhiming's hand away.

Oh my god, is this the time to show brotherly love? Don’t I have to conserve my strength to save him?

"Brother, please let go."

Zhiming frowned, as if he had not expected the vine to be so strong.

He looked at Wen Yuxi's sweaty forehead and anxious and worried expression.

Suddenly she grabbed his hand and flew forward.

He held him in his arms.

She clasped the back of his head with her hands and whispered soothingly, "Brother, don't be afraid."

Wen Yuxi rolled her eyes, extremely angry.

So scared.

At this moment, a vine suddenly shot out from the sky and headed straight for Zhiming, climbing up along his ankle.

They were tied together tightly.

Wen Yuxi closed his eyes.

It's over.

This is going to be a total annihilation.

When Zhiming saw Wen Yuxi's expression, he knew what he was thinking and explained.

"If Junior Brother disappears, it will be difficult to find him. Why not go with him and see where this vine will eventually lead us."

That makes sense, Wen Yuxi looked at Zhiming strangely.

At this moment, the world suddenly began to spin.

Oh shit, is this an earthquake?

Suddenly, a huge hole appeared in the ground ahead.

Their bodies were violently pulled into the gap.

"what........"

Wen Yuxi finally screamed spinelessly.

At this moment, a cold hand suddenly covered my eyes.

"Close your eyes."

Zhiming whispered something in his ear, and his broad shoulders held him tightly against his body.

I feel so dizzy.

Wen Yuxi felt that his whole body was rotating 360 degrees in the air.

A rumbling sound.

Huge rocks fell down and the body kept falling.

Wen Yuxi pressed tightly against Zhiming's chest, and suddenly heard a muffled groan in her ear.

The sound is so soft that it is almost inaudible.

But Wen Yuxi's five senses have greatly increased recently, so he was able to detect that voice.

Wen Yuxi raised his head anxiously: "Brother, are you injured?"

Zhiming held his head tightly and said, "Don't move."

The strong and powerful heartbeat in my ears is like the sound of bells and drums in the dark night.

Wen Yuxi calmed down, and a thin mist appeared in his eyes.

The warm tears in my palms soaked my palms.

Zhiming's body shook slightly, and he was at a loss.

"Junior brother..."

Wen Yuxi pried his hands apart, buried her face in his arms and rubbed it hard.

The tears were wiped away instantly.

The clothes on my chest were wet and stuck to my skin, feeling sticky and uncomfortable.

But my heart was burning with anger.