Zi Jing stopped what he was doing, turned around, subconsciously grabbed the other party's trembling shoulders with both hands, and asked in a calm voice, "What else do you see and hear?"
The silent operation of the spiritual heart, the calm breath subtly soothes the restless soul.
Jingxi gradually calmed down, and looked at Ziqing with burning eyes.
There was no unnourishing comfort, or casual dismissal as if it were her dream demon.
Jingxi felt a kind of steadfastness that was cared for, valued and trusted, calmed down, and carefully cleaned up the feeling just now: "It seems that there are monsters, they, they eat people" Zi Jing looked at the other party's eyes steadily, paused for a moment, and said, "Okay, now we will go and rescue your sister out." ” She read the active memories in the other person's mind through mind reading, and then combined them with what she knew about the base before, and she knew roughly what was going on in the base.
Jingxi grabbed Ziqing's hand with her backhand, with a bit of determination: "Thank you for your care during this time, this time, I will go alone" Because she sensed that those monsters were so ferocious and bloody, even just through the dream sense made her heart palpitate and send chills down her spine.
Only pure dependence and demand will choose to hide behind others, and let others stand in front of them, to face difficulties and even death.
True care and love is to never let the other party embarrass themselves, or even put themselves in danger, but just want the other party to live and live well.
The corners of Ziqing's mouth raised a gentle arc, reached out and stroked a few strands of hair on the other party's sideburns that were messy by the wind, gently put them behind his ears, and said, "I won't put myself in danger casually when I'm not sure." ” After Zijing finished speaking, he began to pick it up.
He took out two gowns made of crocodile skin, one for each person, and tied them with rope.
Bracers, leggings, carrying bags, bone needles, "feather" knives, wide-backed knives, and rope hooks Jingxi looked at Ziqing's fully armed appearance, and couldn't say what she felt in her heart.
It turns out that her silence these days is all about preparing for this moment.
She prides herself on being cautious and meticulous, but how immature she looks in front of Wenwen.
When a person is alone in the wilderness, the real enemy is not survival, but loneliness.
She felt that she needed to put all her energy into missing her sister and mother, and projecting the scenes of being humiliated in her mind again and again, so that her nerves could burn more and not be eroded by loneliness.
Zijing was making final preparations in a nervous and orderly manner at this time, so he didn't have time to appease the other party's mood.
Ziqing handed a bamboo tube filled with water to Jingxi, because what could be followed was a two-hour rapid march and a fierce battle that no one could predict, and it was very necessary to replenish water.
Jingxi took the bamboo tube and hung it around her waist.
Ziqing took out a leaf packet and said, "These are the medicines I temporarily configured to repel poisonous insects, snakes and ants, and apply them to my bare skin," and after a pause, he added: "I want it on my face too." ” Zijing felt as if she had overlooked something, but because she had been confined to a corner and the information she had obtained was limited, she couldn't figure it out.
Anyway, since you have thrown yourself into such a plot world, this small island must have its intentions.
If all this is really tailor-made for himself, and he has limited all the golden fingers that can be limited, then he should know that such an environment is just another paradise for the ability she has.
So, he must have another purpose.
And if you want to know the truth of all this, you have to go to the center of the island to find out.
The woods were filled with the howls and rumbling of wild beasts, all running in the direction of the base, as if there was an endless attraction to them.
The beast rioted, and Ziqing couldn't let Jingxi stay alone in the shack, so he could only slow down his pace and try to keep up with the other party.
Zijing exerted his martial arts skills to the extreme and fought his way out.
However, by the time the two arrived at the base, it had completely fallen inside.
The hell on earth that Zijing had seen before had now turned into a Shura field infested with monsters.
Instead, she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, after all, if Jingxi saw her sister living in such an environment, it would only increase her heartache.
On the ground, on the city walls, blood and human limbs and severed arms were splattered everywhere.
The butchers who have harvested countless lives of their kind are vulnerable to them.
The knives of the butchers who had cut down countless people fell on them, leaving only a white mark at most.
And they twisted each other's heads from their necks with one claw, and with one pull of their two claws, the hard skull was broken in half, and then they raised their heads and snorted, and drank the brains like bean blossoms, and raised their feet to trample the corpse next to them into meat sauce The swamp monster resembles a skinned humanoid, its bare scarlet tendons clinging to the bones, looking like a skinned and air-dried corpse.
The torn mouth occupies half of the head, and the staggered fangs are stained with blood, and there are shredded flesh or intestines or something.
With the running of the flick of the flick.
The limbs become sharp claws, and a single claw can scratch a few hooks on a hard stone, which can easily open a person's intestines.
Not only is it very agile on the ground, but it can even make short climbs on smooth rock walls and take advantage of the opportunity to jump.
However, in front of Ziqing, who has rich combat experience and ruthless methods, he is still slightly inferior.
Ziqing can always seize the opportunity at the moment when they jump or stop, pick up the iron melon and hit it with one blow.
The incursion of the two did not interfere with the slaughter of these monsters at all, and Zijing was worried at first that such a prohibitive-level picture would make Jingxi feel uncomfortable.
Looking sideways, I saw that Jingxi seemed to be a different person, her hair stood on end, and she only had a rising killing intent, and she couldn't see the slightest fear and cowardice.
After swinging his knife to slash back a swamp monster, he reached out and touched the necklace on his chest, pointing to the corner of a black square eroded by blood: "There" Ziqing understood and knew that she must have sensed her sister's location based on the heart-to-heart connection.
She looked in the direction the other man was pointing, and it was the opposite corner of the slaughterhouse that day she had seen.
His eyes subconsciously stayed in the slaughterhouse for a moment, and it seemed that there was still a living mouth inside.
The base is a decreasing layout, with a height of four or five meters between each floor, Ziqing can easily jump down, but Jingxi cannot.
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If she is allowed to run layer by layer, not to mention the need to clean up more monsters along the way, it will be too late for time.
Ziqing pulled out the rope hook on his waist, buckled it on the stone flute with his backhand, grabbed the rope with one hand, and wrapped his other hand around Jingxi's waist.
Zijing blocked the monster's attack and broke off, letting Jingxi go over first.
When she swept away with a wave of monsters, she found that the two sides were deadlocked. t1706231537: