The big python bear was breathing heavily under the stone wall, and the three of them were staring at each other in a daze. Ever since Si Wenjun chatted to death, everyone felt that they were not interested and no one wanted to talk.
They couldn't do much, and they had completely forgotten about the hunger they had felt a long time ago. Although the python bear was injured, he was not the master that the trio had the courage to challenge.
Regardless of whether they believed it or not, Wu Mo believed the interpretation of the little python bear's cry, and he understood very well that after a long night of tossing, it was almost dawn, and he would not have too much time left for the three of him. .
This python bear made such a big noise. Although it is just a beast, the stupid beast will definitely not live long. It dared to put itself in a situation of serious injury. It was obviously confident, which coincided with the meaning of the little python bear.
"My whole family will come over!"
Just ask you if you are afraid.
The six people in Si Wenjun's team were either trapped somewhere; or they were beaten to pieces and dared not show their faces; or they were all dead, and they couldn't be counted on.
Not to mention, maybe it was because of their hard work that they held back the python bear's large army, but it was of no use. The three of them still couldn't get away.
If the pythons and bears wait for the reinforcements to arrive, when several people are buried, all the fairies with beautiful faces and moonlight faces and Lingzong fairies will end up like me, a despicable mountain man, turned into chickens and dogs, and rotted into a pile of meat.
What's the use of class? Everyone is treated equally before the fate of life and death.
From this point of view, Wu Mo's own intuition was right. He should have left this place of right and wrong long ago. He was driven by a sudden impulse and wanted to embrace Lao Shizi's lap.
You've made a mess, are you satisfied?
"Ahem, how about you try to treat me."
Nie Yunfei broke the silence. Although he spoke in a consultative tone, the determination in his voice was unquestionable.
“Must try.”
Even on their planet, the probability that ordinary people can become spiritual beings is extremely low. Every spiritual being can be called a proud son of heaven. This kind of person is definitely not a fool, and his sense of danger is actually no worse than Wu Mo's.
It is unusual for his companions to be gone for a long time without any news. This shows that they are at least in big trouble. Whether they can escape unharmed is a question. It is probably a joke to expect them to come to the rescue.
Besides, Wu Mo's freely moving left arm gave Nie Yunfei great confidence. She had made up her mind to apply the ointment even if Wu Mo couldn't help, even if her own mental method didn't work.
Nie Yunfei already regretted it very much. Why did she go there earlier? She wasted most of her time in vain.
Little thief, I allow you to touch as much as you want! If you cure the little girl and we escape, although you are not very handsome, you are indeed not ugly, and you are still a warm little man, which is great, I will become a Kot person, and you have Why not?
It is difficult to change people's concepts, but it is easy to say it.
Except for a very small number of determined talents, the vast majority of ordinary people who follow the trend, including spiritual beings, make up their minds at critical moments and then change their lives.
Obviously, as a little girl, Nie Yunfei is not the legendary backbone of the country.
She took a long breath, closed her eyes and said,
"bring it on!"
Is this a rush to get on the shelves?
Wu Mo could only look at Si Wenjun. Without her nod, he would not dare to make any move. But Si Wenjun didn't pay attention to him at all, but turned around silently.
Is this tacit consent?
Wu Mo gritted his teeth, walked in front of Nie Yunfei, and cautiously reached out to touch the medicine box. The beautiful time that I had been looking forward to for so long was all in vain, but when it finally arrived, the little thief Wu Mo was very cowardly.
If it were a veteran, I'm afraid he would have pounced on it and feasted on it.
It can be seen that even committing evil requires experience and courage. I am afraid that from now on, if the little thief upgrades to an old thief, he will definitely accelerate towards the abyss of evil.
Maybe the sky would not allow Wu Mo to fall. At the right moment, a muffled thunder sounded in the valley. Several people looked up and saw black shadows dancing all over the sky. Then, large droplets of water were mixed with stones and mud. It hit him head-on and face-to-face.
Wu Mo didn't bother to take out the medicine box. Just as he was waiting for the rat to scurry away, he saw Nie Yunfei lying there, shaking his head helplessly, trying in vain to avoid the falling debris. She was tied to a stretcher by Wu Mo and had nowhere to go.
"Any place with a bigger fart will get hit anyway."
He tilted his body and threw himself in front of Nie Yunfei, covering her head, holding her head with his hands and sticking out his butt.
In just an instant, Wu Mo was hit by several rocks, and the pain made him grin. A female voice sounded in his ears in a daze, accompanied by the intensive noise of "clang" around him. It sounded quite big, and it made him jump with fear.
With a scream of "hoo", he suddenly had a bad premonition. He picked up the stretcher and rolled around, followed by a loud "clang". He looked sideways and his face turned pale. That was actually A stone comparable to his own size fell on the same spot and rolled over.
Before he had time to rejoice, a series of rumbling sounds sounded in the valley. Wu Mo was so frightened that his hands and feet were weak, his soul was out of control, and he knelt on the ground at a loss.
NMD, is this the rhythm of being smashed to death?
Fortunately, with the sound, only thicker water was sprinkled, and there were no more stones or mud. Shocked, he wiped the water droplets from his face, recognized that it was the roar of water, and shouted,
"Flash flood!"
In an instant, Wu Mo had figured out the situation.
The source of this stream comes from a cliff more than 30 meters high in Xishan Mountain. Wu Mo has visited it several times before. The water mouth is about two meters wide and only half a meter in size. You can hear it if you stick to it. The sound of rushing water inside should be the runoff of the underground river.
It is estimated that the water level of the underground river has risen sharply today, and the flash flood has nowhere to discharge. It squeezed the gap in the surface of the earth and caused the big movement just now. What followed must be a raging flood tide.
The ground around here is lined with ravines, which are obviously traces of water erosion. They should all be masterpieces during the rainy season.
But it's not the rainy season now, so where did the water level rise so much?
If there wasn't that big stupid bear down there, they could have abandoned the rocks and climbed up the mountain before the water started. But now, once the flood comes, this stone wall is a dangerous place.
He looked around anxiously, where is Sister Si Si?
Even though Wu Mo's eyesight was astonishing, in the darkness, he could only see dozens of stones of the same size scattered on the entire stone wall, but Si Wenjun was nowhere to be seen.
"Ahem, go find it quickly!"
Nie Yunfei poked her wet head out of his arms, raised her pale face, and urged, "
"Ahem, I guess Sister Si Si's spiritual power is exhausted, and she might have been hit by a rock."
Although she couldn't move, she still had the ability to hear sounds and identify shapes, so she could roughly determine the situation at that time.
When Wu Mo saw the density of the rocks, he suddenly realized that it was not his luck that only one rock hit the area, but someone who had cleared a safe area for them in advance.
The female voice and banging sound just now should be the sound of Si Wenjun trying his best to knock away the incoming boulders. Only the last boulder was dodged by him with great happiness.
No matter how quiet the years are, there are always people carrying the burden for you.
He put down the stretcher and staggered around two large rocks. Inside another ferocious stone, he found Si Wenjun lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
