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"Little brother, how many people are there with you? Are they all okay?" The voice of an Ouyang family trainer came from under the tree.

Ji Feng fixed his eyes on the appearance of the person who came, but he didn't see Gu Qian and Gu Si, feeling a little disappointed, "I'm the only one. What's going on next?"

"Hey, it's covered with white things, like a mollusk, crawling around, and you can't get out if you get stuck!" The man climbed to the same height as Ji Feng, and wanted to continue going up.

Ji Feng reminded: "There are black thorns on the top, do you still want to go up?"

"Why?" The man asked casually, not knowing why.

In fact, Ji Feng didn't know how to explain it to that person, but Gu Qian told him to stay under the black thorn, Gu Qian's words may not be correct, after all, everyone has never been here.How should this be said?

"No, I just thought, the black thorn is a bit dangerous, uh, so stay safe under it."

"The thorn is tied, it's fine. Didn't you see that the white mist is getting higher and higher? You have to climb up!" the man said, ignoring the monsoon and continuing to go up.

Not long after, seven or eight spiritual trainers followed the leader, passed the monsoon one by one, and climbed up.

The longer Ji Feng waited, the more anxious he became. After seeing Gu Qian and Gu Si for a long time, the white mist gradually floated up.

He thought, if he didn't see the two of them again later, he would go down and find someone!

So he shouted loudly: "Gu Si! Gu Qian! Where are you?!"

"Gu Si - Gu Qian - Sui Feng -" The voice under the white mist has become weaker and weaker. In addition to the previous seven or eight, there are already ten spiritual trainers who have crossed the monsoon and walked up.

Ji Feng took a deep breath, with a flashlight in his mouth, using both hands and feet, he began to slide down.

The speed of the descent was much faster than the climb up, and when he was about to touch the white mist, a palm patted Ji Feng's body from bottom to top.

"What are you doing!" Gu Qian supported Ji Feng's thigh with his hand, and said angrily, "Didn't I tell you to wait on it?!"

Ji Feng: "You guys are here! Where's Gu Si?"

"I'm here, go!" Gu Si shouted.

Not long after, the three climbed to where Ji Feng was just now, hanging on the tree trunk, and no one spoke.

"I was worried about you just now, so I wanted to go down and have a look." Ji Feng explained, probably to ease the embarrassment at the moment.

Gu Qian stated: "What can you do when you come down? You don't know what's going on next, and I will save you one more time."

Ji Feng thought to himself, I am not a good-for-nothing either.

Gu Qian said again: "And if you don't find us, we come up and find you missing, where can we find you?!"

Monsoon: "..."

Gu Si: "Stop arguing, Ji Feng is just worried about us, and he's not capable enough to act like a fool!"

Monsoon: "..."

"But," Gu Si continued to make up the knife: "We are all independent spiritual trainers, there is no need to share the risk for others, Gu Qian, you should let him be responsible for himself."

Gu Qian didn't answer any more.

This damn silence lasted for a long time.

Gu Si pulled out the rope from her backpack and tied her body tightly.Then she smoked the yellow bubbles to herself, the bubbles covered Gu Si's whole body, and she closed her eyes to rest in the yellow bubbles.

The blood on the arm had already solidified, but the flesh was turned outward, the blood was wrapped in tattered clothes, and the arm was a mess.

She looked calm and never mentioned her injury again, nor did she ask them for help because of her arm injury when she climbed the tree.Seeing Gu Si's calm appearance, Ji Feng suddenly realized how stupid his behavior was just now.

Since Gu Qian chose to send him up the tree first, it meant that he predicted that he had the lowest probability of surviving under the fog, so he gave up on his injured cousin and took him with him, a mediocre and unrelated spiritual trainer. escape first.

But I went back to look for them, just like what Gu Qian said, if something happened, would Gu Qian and Gu Si want to save him, or give up on him?

While Ji Feng was still struggling with his mistakes under the spikes, the fight above his head was already in full swing.

"Kangdang——" A long black branch with a sharp thorn fell from above and disappeared into the white mist, and there was a sound of falling to the ground.

There was another "bang!", and another spike fell to the ground.

"What are they doing?" Monsoon frowned and looked up.

Gu Qian: "Break the spikes and go! Let's help too!"

"You guys go, I'll take a rest." Gu Si said calmly while hanging on the tree with her eyes still closed.

Gu Qian led Ji Feng up to less than two meters, and saw the first spike.

The spikes were extremely short, with a person hanging from them, and the spikes penetrated from his abdomen, traversing the entire chest cavity.

Ji Feng instantly recognized that this was the Spirit Trainer who had spoken to him just now!

The blood dripped down from the wound, but it disappeared immediately after entering the roots of the tree. This tree is like a blood-sucking sponge.

"Come on—" Gu Qian threw the dagger to Ji Feng, and stretched out his hand to make a formula: "I'll control it, and you chop it."

Several white ropes sprang out from Gu Qian's fingers, flexibly wrapped around the spike and the spirit trainer pierced by it.

Ji Feng pinched the tactic, increased the strength of the dagger, and with a slash, the point where the spike was connected to the root broke directly, and fell from midair.

More than ten seconds later, "Kang Dang——", the spike and the spiritual trainer have both landed on the ground.

Gu Qian patted Ji Feng on the shoulder, "Go, let's continue."

Monsoon looked up, countless black branches criss-crossed, most of them were bound by red threads, but there were still a few actively attacking around.

Only one of the two shadows remains, how is Uncle Suifeng?

"There are so many, what are you doing?" Ji Feng asked.

The two walked up again, Gu Qian said: "Ouyang Xiong should have a way, we just cooperate with them to do things."

"What is White Night Walk? Is Uncle Suifeng okay?" Ji Feng didn't know what to say, and wondered if the spiritual trainer in front had opened the way for them. The two of them climbed to the second closest to them Below the blackthorn.

Looking up, there was basically no difference between this black thorn and the one below.Short and short, it runs through a person—the spiritual trainer of Ouyang's family, and another one died.

Ji Feng sighed, these are all the spiritual trainers who surpassed him just now, and Gu Qian was right.

"How do you know which thorns you shouldn't climb over?" Ji Feng used force with his hands, and used the powerful formula to easily cut off the roots of the black thorns.

Gu Qian took back the white string that he showed just now, and continued to climb up with Monsoon.

"These thorns will take the initiative to attack people, and they will crawl to them as live targets?!" Gu Qian couldn't figure out why Ji Feng asked this question.

"What happened next?"

"It released a white mist, like a sponge, which would entangle people and make them unable to move. The amount of particles in the mist was too large. Breathing under it was like breathing in sand or snow. There was almost no air, and basically could only live Suffocate."

"then you--"

"It's Gu Si. She used the healing bubbles to protect a certain amount of air, and even saved a few people - but it seems that they were saved in vain."

Only then did Ji Feng realize that Gu Si rescued the spirit trainer that Ouyang's family climbed up just now?

The more he climbed up, the more fighting sounds Ji Feng heard. It seemed that there were still many people fighting.

The third thorn is much longer than the first two, and there is no corpse pierced through it.

As soon as the white rope on Gu Qian's finger touched the thorn, it shook violently from side to side, trying to get rid of the rope.

"Boom——" the spike aimed at Gu Qian and flew towards him. Gu Qian stepped back, and the spike hit the tree trunk, making a loud noise.

Pulling away, hitting again, Gu Qian dodged left and right around the tree trunk, "Give me the dagger!"

Ji Feng threw the dagger, Gu Qian caught it, stepped on the tree trunk, jumped forward, and stepped onto the spike in two steps.

Step on the thorn point with one foot, step it down, and step on the tree trunk with the other foot to borrow force, and rotate the whole body, driving the thorn point that is stepped on under the foot to rotate.

The spikes were distorted, "Wow!", Gu Qian held a dagger in both hands, and cut at the roots of the thorns——

The rotating root touched the sharp blade, and the two forces added together, the root quickly shattered and split, and fell down.

"Catch me!" Ji Feng stretched out his hand.

Gu Qian stepped on the tree trunk, climbed to Ji Feng's side twice, grinned slightly, and grabbed Ji Feng's hand.

"Handsome?" Gu Qian showed two small canine teeth.

"······You will collapse like this, Gu Leng Mo!" Ji Feng said helplessly.

"Let's go, continue." Gu Qian pointed upwards.

The higher you go, the denser the black spikes, and the more difficult it is to cut them off.

These thorns will echo each other, and when they are close, they can cross and fight together.It was the first time Ji Feng saw Gu Qian summoning a white rope to restrain the spikes with magic.

"What are you? It's very similar to that Ouyang Xiong's Bai Ye Xing!"

"This is the pirated version of Bai Yexing—" Gu Qian said while talking, "Don't let Ouyang Xiong see it, or he will get angry."

Gu Qian trapped the two spikes with a rope, stepped on the lower one, and sent the monsoon upward.

The dagger had already been given to Gu Qian, and Ji Feng discovered that he could cut off the spikes with his bare hands without using a dagger.

"Thinking about it now, it seems that you have shown mercy to my dining table." Gu Qian joked.

"······" Ji Feng was speechless. He just accidentally split the dining table of Gu Qian's family. Who the hell kept clamoring for him to pay for it!

The two fought and stopped, and gradually found a rhythm and method of cooperation. Gu Qian mainly controlled the black thorn, and Ji Feng took the opportunity to cut off its roots.

The efficiency was extremely high. In less than half an hour, almost 20 black thorns had been cut off, and the black thorns became denser as they got closer to the back. On the contrary, because of the flexible dodge of the two and the ability of the monsoon to split objects from the air, the sharp black thorns More and more stabs were broken.

Ji Feng's clothes were scratched, and there was a cut on his arm.

The sounds of fighting at high places became more and more frequent. After they cleaned up the black thorns at the bottom, they went up to the area wrapped in red lines.

Gu Qian opened his hand, put it next to his mouth, and yelled loudly: "Uncle Suifeng—is he still alive?! We are below!"

Uncle Suifeng stepped on the red line, held his waist with one hand, and made illusions with the other hand... he was very busy.

"..." Uncle Suifeng bit his bullet: "Come up, climb the red line!"

After getting the answer, Gu Qian frowned at Ji Feng, "Let's go—"

The touch of the red thread is hard and hot, much easier to climb than tree roots, because it is dense enough and not slippery.

Using hands and feet together, the two of them avoided the spikes coming out of the net bag of the red line in time, and moved quickly.

During the period, I also met two Ouyang family trainers who were climbing the red line like them.

But not everyone can go up through the red line smoothly. The cactus tree shakes during the fight, causing the spikes to grow and scurry around, and occasionally human corpses hang from the spikes.

It may also be people who were unlucky and fell on the spikes at the beginning of the fall. These people have already drained their blood and lay silently on the top of the spikes.

Gu Qian took the monsoon and quickly avoided such a place with dead people.

Suddenly, the black thorn vibrates rapidly with the red rope, and the cactus tree twists its body vigorously.

"Ah -ah-" Several trainers hanging on the red rope were thrown away, and quickly fell into the white mist from the bottom of the air.

The flashlight slipped from Ji Feng's mouth, his hands were tightly clasped with the red rope, but his feet were pulled by the gravity of the fall, hanging in the air.

"Be careful!" Gu Qian's deep voice came, he used the pirated version of Bai Ye Xing, the kind of white rope to tie the two of them tightly with the spikes.

"······" Ji Feng saw that he was only three inches away from his eyes, and would press the thorns on his cheeks, and shed many drops of cold sweat.

"Ah!!!" The tree body shook again, this time moving in the opposite direction, Ji Feng's face was facing the spikes in front and rushed forward——

It stopped less than an inch away from the spike, and Gu Qian's big hand was stuck on his neck.

"If you slow down, I will be disfigured!" Ji Feng said angrily.

"It's okay—" Gu Qian stretched out his fingers, adjusted the white ropes that bound them, moved them a little to the side, and perfectly staggered the spikes, "Don't worry, I don't dislike your disfigurement."

Seeing that Ji Feng had left the spike, he breathed a sigh of relief, but was stopped by Gu Qian's words: "When is this, can't we talk about this after we get out alive?!"