I have the fairy medicine book

Chapter 280
This ominous premonition hovered over his head like a spell, and he subconsciously tightened his nerves, as if his premonition would turn into reality in a blink of an eye.

No, I have to do something now.

He gritted his back molars, and his eyes flicked back and forth around him, wanting to remember a few more footholds now, so as to save him from being in a hurry when a pile of heads rolled down later.

It's a pity that he just found a few footholds, and before he had time to remember them in his head, he just felt the whole mountain rumble and tremble.

Depend on!It really is……

Wang Yuchuan raised his head, and the next moment, thousands of heads rushed out of the miasma, advancing forward like thousands of troops marching together.

Looking at the endless long line, Wang Yuchuan completely lost the thought of dodging,
He knew that no matter how he moved around on those few footholds, he would inevitably be smashed down in the end.

We must find a way!
Wang Yuchuan stared at the pile of heads that were falling rapidly, his brain was running fast.

Ten meters, five meters, three meters...

Wang Yuchuan suddenly thought of a solution. The situation was urgent and he couldn't help thinking about it.

He raised his hand abruptly, and his five fingers dug into the corpse like cast iron.

At this moment, he gritted his teeth, his eyes were red, and he became ruthless. He raised his legs high and stomped down on the corpse under his feet.

The speed of the brain rolling down was too fast, and the heads of the group of people who rushed to the front were about to fall on top of his head.

Wang Yuchuan acted even more hysterically, and his stomping movements became more vigorous and bold. Perhaps it was God's mercy. After a few stomps, he forcibly dug a hole in the corpse under his feet, which could only accommodate one person.

The blood boiled, and yellow pus gurgled out of the carrion. This pothole made people sick just looking at it.

Wang Yuchuan couldn't care so much now, he protected his head, and plunged into it.

Almost at the same time, a flood of human heads rolled over his head, only one step away, really only one step away.

Wang Yuchuan could even imagine himself falling under the weight of this tide-like human head.

He couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat, and his heart was beating like a drum.

Although he was lucky enough to take a small life, but now Wang Yuchuan is not feeling well.

At this moment, half of his body was soaked in the dark blood, and the tip of his nose was almost attached to the greasy and sour carrion.

The smell was so strong that it made his head hurt. Several heads fell from the top of his head, and some hit his head.

Some of them plopped into the blood, and the blood splashed high and poured all over his face. Wang Yuchuan was caught off guard and swallowed several mouthfuls.

It is no exaggeration to say that Wang Yuchuan felt that he could spit out last year's New Year's Eve dinner.

The strong smell of rancidity and blood spread in his mouth, esophagus and even his stomach. Wang Yuchuan had a mournful face, wanting to commit seppuku every minute.

After finally surviving until the shock on the top of his head disappeared, Wang Yuchuan acted immediately, sharpened his head and drilled upwards.

The pothole he stomped out hastily has now been filled to the brim with heads, and he has spent a lot of effort to get out of it.

Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Amitabha Buddha, and Hallelujah can be regarded as having survived.

Wang Yuchuan sat down on the back of a dead body, held the mountain of dead body with his hands, and vomited.

Good guy, he couldn't hold back his vomiting, he just opened his mouth to vomit, and he also vomited when he smelled a rancid smell. In the end, he even had the urge to vomit after taking a breath.

He felt like he was about to collapse.

There was still some distance to the top of the mountain, and Wang Yuchuan really didn't want to move anymore after being tossed a few times.Just when he was slacking off, Wang Yuchuan heard the cry of the child again.

This is so annoying. Stop crying and shut your mouth.

If he still had the strength now, he really wanted to yell at that kid.

The child was crying and fussing on the top of the mountain.

Wang Yuchuan listened, but his heart sank, and then a stubborn energy overflowed from his bones and spread to his whole body.

He worked his whole life to get here, and he just gives up?
Wang Yuchuan felt unwilling to do so no matter how much he thought about it.

He uttered a curse in his heart, grabbed a point of strength, stood up carefully, and Wang Yuchuan's gloomy eyes glowed again.

Damn it, I will fight with you.

Wang Yuchuan became ruthless, he used both hands and feet, and climbed up desperately, with a tendency to regard death as if he were at home.

Fortunately, the wind has been going smoothly, which gave Wang Yuchuan time to adjust his rhythm and saved a lot of energy.

However, the smoother the climbing process, the more nervous and uneasy he became.

He always felt that there was a big hole in front of him waiting to jump down.

At this time, he was almost approaching the cloud of miasma covering the top of the mountain. Wang Yuchuan stopped, observing the cloud of miasma, and making some adjustments.

The miasma in front of him was particularly dense, and the visibility was extremely low.

It can even be said that as long as one enters here, the eyes become decorations.

Anyway, there are two choices in front of him now, either give up or move forward.

With only the last step to go, Wang Yuchuan couldn't bear to give up until he reached the halfway point of the mountain, let alone now.

After resting enough, Wang Yuchuan lay down on the mountain of corpses to find a good posture, bit the bullet and continued to climb.He was betting on a probability that he would not die.

He thought that he might step on the ground when he entered the miasma, and he also thought that he would be poisoned by inhaling the miasma.

But what he never expected was that this miasma was actually corroding his flesh and blood.

Wang Yuchuan looked at himself helplessly, the flesh on the ten fingers was scorched and falling off, and the white and dry finger bones were exposed.

Immediately afterwards, the flesh on his entire palm fell off piece by piece, leaving only a bone exposed in the air.

The future is in jeopardy, and there is only a dead end to relying on reckless and hard work.

Wang Yuchuan immediately turned around and turned back, but when he turned his head, he was blocked by something, with a look of astonishment on his face, and he was stunned for a moment.

He raised his hand and tentatively groped in the air for a while. Sure enough, he touched something similar to a wall in front of him.

It’s over.

It was fine when I came, but in a blink of an eye, the back road was gone, what is this?

Wang Yuchuan took half a step back, with such a dumbfounding expression on his face.

Forget it, since he didn't know how long his body could last, Wang Yuchuan simply continued to climb.

He would have to die sooner or later anyway. This time, he completely let go of his hands and feet. It would be best if he could climb to the top of the mountain before dying. It didn't matter if he couldn't.

When he disregarded life and death, Wang Yuchuan's climbing speed was so fast that even he himself found it unbelievable.

He really climbed to the top of the mountain before his flesh and blood were corroded by the miasma.

(End of this chapter)