Lost Xiaonanzhou Group

Chapter 120 Nice to Meet You
Han Yuan lived patiently for five days in the dark forest north of the ditch.

It wasn't until his five senses suppressed by the force of refusal returned to normal that he continued northward.

Along the way, there are thousands of mutated beasts summoned by the Yousha parasitic army during the trials of the ancient warriors, like the traces left over from the torrent.

At this moment, everything is in a mess, everything is withered, and there is a dead silence.

Under the thick humus, new life forms are gestating in an orderly manner.Some of them are ready to move, as if they are about to break out of the ground.

Han Yuan's right eyelid twitched, and he ran away without even thinking about it.

Just as his heels left the ground, dozens of strands of bright, string-like slime burst out suddenly from the humus layer he had stepped on.Their stretched and inflated bodies collapsed into a straight line, and the front ends were only inches away from touching Han Yuan's heels.

At this moment, Han Yuan didn't need to look back, just relying on his extraordinary perception, he knew that billions of creatures like mycelium and slime had occupied his back.

They quickly devour any remnants identified as "heretical invasion" by that great will.Soon, there seemed to be beams of light shining from the forest behind Han Yuan, and there was a faint burning sensation that was imminent.

Han Yuan knew that this strange feeling must be caused by the hundreds of millions of newborn creatures devouring the remnants of heresy, which quickly caused a large area of ​​color change and released a large amount of inexplicable substances.

And this is a kind of "color language" of the dark forest at this stage.

Its meaning is extremely simple. If it is interpreted in the language closest to human beings, it is to warn him:

"Fuck off!"

After recognizing this color language, Han Yuan's right eyelid twitched more and more.

He frowned, and while being forced to continue running north according to the suppression of color language, he couldn't help cursing:

"I remember what the idiot said, the right eye twitches, damn it! You have to think of a way."

Thinking of this, Han Yuan turned around and shot, and the gun swept across a large area, and the stacking momentum of the color language that was originally like a light on his back suddenly stagnated.

At the same time, Han Yuan amplified the extraordinary perception of Soul Power 41 to his limit, and finally found a ray of real light in the densely packed northwest direction.

Han Yuan ran wildly in that direction.

I don't know how long I have been running, and the sweat is like rain.

Of course, this kind of deviation in perception of time will definitely appear in warriors of the same level as Han Yuan, but Han Yuan will not.

When Han Yuan teamed up with Brother Cen Hushi for the first time, in response to the time perception deviation in the dark forest that caused the most headaches for martial artists below the seventh level, Brother Cen Hushi proposed to cut their marching time into discontinuous fragments according to needs. And use the standard "hour, cup of tea, moment" timed by Brother Cen Hushi in advance.At that time, Brother Cen Hushi asked Han Yuan to have two sets of time systems that could cut inside and outside at will.

Just then, Han Yuan used the "momentary-level escape tactics" and "cup tea for ten miles" and "cup tea for fifteen miles" in succession. Now according to Han Yuan, he spent five days on purpose to stabilize the situation. His biological clock in the dark forest is used as an internal and external reference, and he has been running for two hours.

Those color words like debt collectors, even though they were thrown off by him by nearly a hundred steps, they still pursued closely.And from [-] steps to the southwest, the same color language is oppressing, and they are bound to squeeze Han Yuan's living space to their desired position.

How can Han Yuan make them happy.

Just as Han Yuan was frowning, he planned to use the moment-level escape tactics again to find a place.At this time, there was a "rustling" sound, followed by a group of strange little creatures rushing out from the southwest.

"It turned out to be them!"

Han Yuan's eyes were filled with joy, and he immediately followed the direction in which the leading spirit mouse, who regarded him as nothing, was running away.

The direction the spirit-seeking mice chose to escape was very strange. Han Yuan followed them very cautiously for about half an hour, then wondered:
"Damn! Left three right four, this routine has been repeated for the third time, what are these guys doing?"

Even if Han Yuan didn't understand, the strange and regular escape route of the spirit-seeking mouse seemed to be extremely effective against the color language battle of the unnamed creature.

After only a cup of tea, the color language was finally thrown away from Li Xu, and the direction of their movement began to be completely different from the direction in which Han Yuan and the spirit mouse escaped.

At this point, Han Yuan finally let out a long sigh of relief. He stopped and panted heavily with his hips on his hips.Even if his cultivation base is advanced, he is really tired this time.

Similarly, the spirit-seeking mouse in the lead uttered a cry similar to "alarm cleared". They were even more exhausted than Han Yuan. Belly upturned, lying on the ground, motionless, not to mention the other spirit mice looked exhausted.

When an extremely clear and sharp bird song came to his ears, with Han Yuan's eyesight, he could not see the sudden emerald green figure clearly. Going in one direction.

Han Yuan dared not neglect, and continued to follow the spirit mouse to do "three left and four right" hide-and-seek running.

It's just that the "color language" has just taken the lead this time, and it may be that they have chased here, and it is already at the end of their strength.

Less than a cup of tea, the opposite is even worse, and they finally disappeared.

This place is extremely strange.

Not to mention the terrain, there is a dividing line clearly distinguished by color.

On the other side of the dark forest, it is dark green, and it is smudged by it, like the outline formed by the tide. The dark green gradually fades until a silvery white that is as clear as the skyline is like a forbidden color.

Perhaps this is the last limit of the dark forest.

In fact, Han Yuan and the spirit-seeking mouse ran from the dark forest to the fringe area named "Forbidden Color", and they passed through a huge range.

According to Han Yuan's secret estimate, the straight-line distance is at least three hundred miles.

The border area of ​​Forbidden Color was originally a desert where not a single blade of grass grew.The terrain is high on both sides and low in the middle, and the surface is covered with a layer of strange gravel as fine as millet grains.

Han Yuan and Xunlingshu were in a low-lying place. When they looked up, they seemed to have been plowed by a huge utensil, so that there were scratches on the exposed rock surface.

Han Yuan stomped his feet.

According to the touch of his feet, the hardness of this "rock" is three times stronger than that of the white hills like the bones of monsters.

Han Yuan was speechless secretly, and became more and more vigilant in his heart.

The spirit-seeking mouse in the lead is also very careful.Perhaps suppressed by some kind of coercion, they changed their previous arrogant and fearless style.

The leading spirit mouse explored the way very carefully, and the other spirit mice followed one after the other, for fear of taking a wrong step.

From a distance, their marching formation is like a long snake formation.

(End of this chapter)