flapping wings

Googooooooo~

Qi Ping heard the weird howling laughter, and posted a note to Mu Xiaoque, but before he touched it, he was dodged.

"Owl," Xiaobao raised his head, just staring at an owl, he shrank his shoulders: "My master told me that this kind of bird is an ominous thing, if it stands in front of you and smiles at you, That means you're going to die."

"I only know that if we can't get out of this forest, we will really die," Qi Ping raised the water bottle he was holding and shook it by his ear, "I've already drunk all the water."

"Are we really going to die here?" Xiao Bao glanced at Mu Xiaoque, obviously thinking that if anyone here could let him out, it would be his brother Mu.

"If he knew the formation, the three of us would have gone out early." Qi Ping sat down on the ground tired. "Now we can only wait for the person who set up the formation to let us out."

"Why did he let us out?" Xiao Bao also sat down, "Isn't this formation just to kill us?"

"When we are half dead, someone will let us go." Qi Ping patted Xiaobao earnestly: "Don't fall before me, or you may really die."

Behind them, a swaying little flower was swaying in the wind, as if dancing. It was hard to believe that there was such a vibrant creature in such a cold night.

Suddenly, a poisonous snake covered in emerald green swam out from the grass and crawled towards Qi Ping. When passing by the flower, the snake's head couldn't help standing up and poking forward.

However, in the next second, countless hand-like flower stems quickly protruded from the flower core and rolled towards the snake's head, forming a bud-like mass.

After a while, the blood penetrated the "bud" and dripped down. After a while, the little flower continued to sway in the wind like dancing.

Qi Ping patted his butt and stood up, catching up to Mu Xiaoque who was standing a little further away from them: "What are you doing here?"

"Too noisy." Before Qi Ping could grit his teeth angrily, Mu Xiaoque motioned to him: "Listen?"

"Listen to what?" Qi Ping shook his head: "I can't hear anything. What exactly do you want me to hear? You"

"Shut up!" Mu Xiaoque gave him a cold look.

Qi Ping pursed his lips, calmed down, and really listened to Lin Zi's voice. After a long while, he frowned impatiently, and complained: "It's obvious that I can't hear anything."

The last three words were only slightly breathless.

He quickly ran to the place where he was sitting and looked up the tree, only to see that the owl that was standing on the top of the tree just now had disappeared, but they didn't even hear the sound of flapping wings.

Mu Xiaoque was standing beside him looking thoughtfully at the top of the tree. After a while, he heard him say: "Only before every accident, there will be a sound from the forest."

"Ahhhhhhh! Seventh brother save me!"

Qi Ping immediately looked in Xiaobao's direction, and saw that the child's body was covered with plant stems, wrapped like a half-wrapped rice dumpling.

And those stems were still stretching, like countless tentacles growing out, and the twisted branches kept crawling towards Xiaobao's head.

Qi Ping immediately drew his sword and rushed forward, but at this moment, a thick root suddenly protruded from the ground, flexibly wrapped around his feet, and threw him away.

In mid-air, he looked under the tree, and saw that the wood sparrow was trapped in a cage made of countless roots.

He fell heavily on the ground, and before he got up, the weeds suddenly grew wildly, swinging their thick leaves and rolling towards Qi Ping.

Seeing this, he quickly took out the torch from his pocket, and blew hard on the yellowed leaves of the weed.

The leaves around him suddenly fled a large area, and the weeds that had touched Mars twisted wildly on the ground, entangled in one place.

Qi Ping jumped up from the ground, holding the sword to sweep away the surrounding weeds that attacked him again, the thick leaves swept over his arm, making his arm numb from the shock.

A vine suddenly entangled, and quickly wrapped around his whole body like a snake, on his neck and body, strangled him so much that he couldn't breathe.

Then he was dragged into the darkness by the vine like a prey, the earth and rocks on the ground splashed, ah, Qi Ping was taken aback, the vine actually sneezed.

Taking advantage of the sneeze of the ghost, he forced his sword into the soil, trying to slow down the speed at which he was being dragged.

However, when manpower is always exhausted, at the moment when his hand holding the sword was about to lose strength, a copper coin suddenly brushed past his face.

The dragging force suddenly loosened, Qi Ping shook off the dead branches on the bed, drew out his sword and slashed wildly at the vines, the light of the sword was like snow, unstoppable.

He grabbed the vine with his left hand and exerted great force, dragging out a large mass of twisted and tangled tumor-like thing, and he slashed left and right at it with his sword, and the broken sawdust immediately scattered all over the ground.

The thick leaves suddenly covered his head, Qi Ping let go of his hand and rolled out.

At this time, a root was silently drilled out from the ground across the back of his leg, Qi Ping didn't notice the change under his feet at all, he was still dealing with the sudden surge of fat leaves.

Ye Zi slapped him in the face, Qi Ping backed away quickly, his foot suddenly tripped, and he fell backwards.

Suddenly another root tendril descended from the sky and hit his lower abdomen, trying to nail him to the ground completely.

Qi Ping quickly rolled to the side, and the two roots changed direction and chased him. Seeing the right moment, Qi Ping turned over and jumped out from the gap between them, turning around and slashing at him with a sword.

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When the incident happened, Mu Xiaoque was led into a trap in order to block the other roots stretching towards Qi Ping.

The cage was already closed, Qi Ping was thrown out in an instant, and the flower stems crawled into Xiaobao's mouth unscrupulously.

Suddenly a root hair slapped across his face and wrapped around his neck, the red marks on his fair face were abrupt and glaring.

He didn't care about the beards that entangled him, he held ten copper coins in his hand, looked at the right time, and flicked them lightly, these deadly weapons came out from the gap in the cage, and cut towards the flower stems that were entangled with Xiaobao.

Then at the next moment, he flew backward irresistibly, dragging his roots with infinite force, and the branches wrapped around him, as if they wanted to strangle him to death before swallowing him.

Mu Xiaoque held her fine steel dagger in her hand, and the moment her back leaned against the cage, the knife suddenly turned red.

He stretched the dagger behind him and slashed from top to bottom, the roots of the plant popped out and burned.

The wood sparrow jumped out of the flame immediately, and the branch that was stretching towards him retreated tremblingly at the same time.

Little Treasure blankly pointed at Mu Xiaoque, he knew who this person was, one of the four great magic arts in the world, Trapped Heaven Art, True Qi Turns into Flame, Trapped Heaven and Prisoned Earth, now only one exists in the imperial palace, but There is only the first volume of exercises left.

Of the other three great magical arts, two have disappeared into history, and the third is the Yin-Yang Wuxiang Divine Art, which also disappeared with the death of General Wei.

Seeing Mu Xiaoque glanced at him coldly, Xiaobao couldn't tell what the other party wanted to express to him, "Shut up if you dare to say it" or "What are you doing standing there stupidly! If you don't look at the grass, it will almost cover you Well!"

Qi Ping was still struggling to hold on in the distance, and a few roots emerged from the ground to wrap around him, and the weeds in front had already entangled into a grass wall to block him.

At this moment, a huge stamen quietly covered him, and the sticky nectar inside covered Qi Ping's whole body, making him suddenly weak.

Before he fell down, the stamen quickly covered him and swallowed him into his stomach.

"Brother Mu, Brother Seven has been eaten!" Xiaobao and Mu Xiaoque destroyed the grass wall and rushed over to see this scene. Just as he was about to rush over, Mu Xiaoque stretched out his hand to stop him.

The flower threw the wet Qi Ping out, and immediately a vine rolled up Qi Ping and ran away, while other plants rose up at the same time to block the wood sparrow and Xiao Bao who suddenly came in.

Holding the sword in Mu Xiaoque's hand, her true energy turned into sword energy and swept forward, but unlike the silver light that Qi Ping usually saw, this time the sword energy was covered with a layer of crimson red, and the plants receded layer by layer. Another layer upon layer of unafraid of death came.

Xiao Bao followed behind him and protected the backs of the two of them, and they kept a close distance from Qi Ping in front of them.

At this moment, lightning flashed and illuminated the entire mountain forest, and then thunder rolled.

"What kind of trick is this again?" Xiaobao was going crazy. Unprecedented scenes happened one after another in one day and one night, making his powerful heart suddenly vulnerable to a single blow.

"It's going to rain," Mu Xiaoque once again cut off the branches approaching in front of him. Originally, he wanted to rely on Qi Ping to find the position of the formation, but now that things might change again, he had to pick up Xiaobao and speed up, trying to get Qi Flat snatch back.

Qi Ping was entangled in the vines and went deep into the woods. He tried to grab something along the way to slow down his speed, but it was almost impossible to make a fist.

At this moment, a drop of water fell on Qi Ping's face, and before he could realize what it was, heavy rain poured down from the sky.

The feeling of soreness all over the body immediately faded away. Birds, beasts, and insects rang in my ears. The fog in front of my eyes suddenly peeled off, and the entire forest seemed to be washed clean and spotless.

At this moment, Qi Ping looked intently again, and saw what kind of vine was dragging him, it was clearly a person.

Xiaobao froze for a moment when he saw the people surrounding him, and when he noticed the corpses all over the floor, he screamed in fright and jumped on Mu Xiaoque's back: "Brother Mu, why are there so many dead people!"

"Ahem," Mu Xiaoque couldn't help coughing after being hit by him, retreated to a safe place, and patted Xiaobao's legs that were climbing up: "Are you sure this is more terrifying than plant spirits?"

"What are you doing behind my back!" At this moment, Qi Ping had already dealt with the person who was dragging him, seeing this scene, his jealousy arose immediately.

You Qi was even more dissatisfied when he saw Mu Xiaoque's obviously doting expression, he gouged out his eyes, turned his head and snorted.

"Come down," Mu Xiaoque glanced at Qi Ping, then turned her head and whispered softly to Xiaobao: "It is estimated that the rain broke the magic formation, but the killing formation is still there, we still have a battle to fight."

"Brother Mu, I dare not," Xiaobao buried his head in the socket of Mu Xiaoque's shoulder, "I'm afraid, I've never seen so many corpses, and I've never killed anyone before."

"Boy, have you ever heard a saying that people are in the rivers and lakes?" Qi Ping turned his head again, "Do you think you are the only one who is afraid? Your brother Mu is not afraid the first time? I am not afraid the first time? I still remember blood The feeling of dyeing your hands, but sometimes it's life or death, you can only choose one."

Mu Xiaoque glanced at Qi Ping again, placed the collapsed Xiaobao next to the tree, turned around to look at the people who surrounded him again, exchanged glances with Qi Ping, and then went forward to kill.

At this time, without the blessing of the phantom formation, the killing formation was obviously weaker. In addition, the two of them had a perfect understanding along the way, so they still seemed to be able to do a job with ease when surrounded by enemies.

The rain washed away the blood on the ground, and it flowed into the valley. At this time, there were two men covered in blood with wide-open eyes lying on the bottom of the valley. If Qi Ping was here, he would definitely be able to recognize who they were.

It was the two people who were walking in front of them, and now they were surrounded by formations, and blood flowed in the formations.

In the direction above their heads, a man with a scar running across his face was speaking plausibly.

After a while, a group of irregular black shadows rose from the magic circle, and the wind blew by, making it tremble.

The man took out a gourd from his arms, and a yellow talisman paper was wrapped around the mouth of the gourd. Before opening the talisman paper, he quickly stabbed a witch knife into his chest.

Blood dripped on the talisman paper along the handle of the knife and then flowed into the gourd. After a while, the man said in a trembling voice, "Go kid, fuse it, avenge it, and end all of this."

In the dark night, no one noticed that a black shadow was covering it with a bloody witch knife in his hand.

The author says:

All the content in these chapters is witchcraft, not fantasy. The hallucinations are caused by the mandala smoke. Those birds and beasts are the means of manipulating these changes. Vegetation and trees are soldiers is the name of this formation.