Hissing...

The sound came from behind, making the scalp numb. Wang Lang looked back and found countless snakes crawling out from the circular deep groove just now.

I can't care about that for the time being, Wang Lang and others jumped to the tree and started climbing the tree.

The trunk is very rough and there are many footholds. Wang Lang climbs the tree very fast. After a while, he climbs seven or eight meters and looks down and finds the snakes below are also climbing up.

He was shocked and Wang Lang accelerated Wang Lang climbing.

The tree trunk is about thirty meters away from the fork above. Wang Lang is doing now like climbing with bare hands. There is no protective measures, and it will inevitably be cool if it falls. Either you fall to death, or you can be condolent to death by the snake below.

He climbed to the forked place and Wang Lang slowly calmed down a little. He looked down and found that the snake below was still rushing upwards.

Countless snakes surrounded the tree trunk, and they could not be described as crawling. They were more like springs surging, and made indescribable sounds that made people's scalp numb.

Wang Lang looked up at the hole above. There were still dozens of meters away. There were many rain drops floating in from outside, as if the rain was not small.

After climbing for more than ten meters, Wang Lang slid his hand and didn't hold it firmly, and suddenly he began to fall. At the critical moment, Wang Lang hugged a fork and turned over and slid his body firmly. Wang Lang went there little by little, and when he arrived at the place where his hand was just sliding, he saw something on the branch.

It looked black and had a bit of blood. Wang Lang pulled it off and found that the thing was very thin and transparent. If you look closely, you will find that there are many of them on the branches, which are entangled. Wang Lang took it in front of him and carefully identified it for a moment, and was shocked.

Snake skin.

Wang Lang's hands were unstable, and the snake skin fell down, and finally fell among countless snakes. Then he saw countless snakes fighting for the snake skin frantically.

After making a brief decision in his mind, Wang Lang pulled down another piece and threw it down. The snakes below were fighting for it, and Wang Lang pulled and crawled.

Finally, I stopped to a place with iron chains.

The snake skin was also pulled out by Wang Lang, almost ten meters fast, which means that the one-horned python just now was ten meters long.

The iron chain was originally fixed to the crystal coffin just now, but it was pulled down by a single horned python. There was a branch with a diameter of one meter next to it. The hollow branches were split artificially, and it was originally embedded in the crystal coffin. The light outside also flowed in from here.

Wang Lang stretched his neck to see, and he could indeed see the gloomy sky outside.

I looked down and saw that I had climbed almost fifty meters, which means that the tree was fifty meters away. There were only a few snakes underneath that were still trying hard to climb up, and the rest were fighting for the snake skin that Wang Lang threw down.

Wang Lang tried hard to jump up and drilled into the tree hole. Because the rain was floating in outside, the inside of the tree trunk was a little slippery, and Wang Lang had difficulty climbing up. In addition, the one-horned python just now also came out from here. He had just shedded his skin and was still slippery, which made it even harder to feel inside the tree trunk.

One hour, or two hours, or maybe more, Wang Lang finally got to the end, jumped up, turned over, looked down, and his heart shook, and he blurted out his words.

I was standing on the only tree on the top of a mountain. The sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning, thunder and rain, and it was very depressing.

The tree at my feet is more than one meter in diameter and seven or eight meters high, but it is just a branch of the tree inside. I have to sigh at the magic of nature.

I took out my cell phone and looked at it, and found that it was already early the next morning. There were more than a dozen missed calls, all of which were called by Li Yan.

Wang Lang climbed down from the tree and found a place to call Li Yan.

After only a moment of ringing, Li Yan answered the phone, "Second brother, where are you?"

"I don't know." Wang Lang broke the truth.

"Then you send me a location now and I'll go find you." Li Yan said again.

"Okay, by the way, Meng Guangtou is dead, you can bring people back." Wang Lang said again.

"I understand, second brother, what happened to you before."

"I just now..."

There was a thunderous sound.

Wang Lang forgot a common sense of life. It is best not to make phone calls when thunder, especially on the top of the mountain.

Rumble...

A deafening sound came, and a storm was storm, and a lightning with a diameter of five or six meters struck the other side of the tree behind Wang Lang.

The tree was immediately split into pieces, and the power of thunder and lightning remained undiminished. Wang Lang flew out from the top of the mountain like catkins in the strong wind. He rolled and collapsed, and went down the mountain.

I don’t know how far I rolled, but Wang Lang stood on a tree, his eyes turned white, his head became hot, and he fainted.

The lightning in the sky we see with our naked eyes is a little thinner, but in fact it is not. It is like you look at the mountain in the distance that is only the size of a palm. You will know how big it is when you see it.

When Wang Lang woke up, he found that he was lying in a tent, his back was sore. His head was still empty, his ears were buzzing, and he closed his eyes and took a while to wait, and finally he could hear some sounds.

"Orphan on the road, you! Can you play? What kind of girl do you take with you like this? My poor record is because I can't play with you and bite me! Fuck! What's wrong with me if I don't have a girlfriend..."

Wang Lang rubbed his head and sat up. He touched his back, which felt numb and painful, as if an electric current was slipping through his back, but fortunately his skin was not broken.

"Oh, haha! What's wrong with me 2-7? I can't play this hero, let me tell you! If I can play, I will take you guys..."

When Wang Lang went to see it, he found that he was a man who was using pesticides. He looked thirty or forty years, with his half-sleeved sleeves, big shorts, flip-flops, and Wang Lang's ferocious dragon sword were placed next to him.

"Fuck! A bunch of hot chickens!" The person stepped back from the game with anger. He turned around and saw Wang Lang sitting up and picking his ears. He grinned, "Are you awake?"

Wang Lang took out his ears, "You saved me, right?"

"It's several of us. How could I save you alone? We took a knife back with a lot of effort. Are you cosmopolitan, brother?" The man came up with a smile.

"What oil bottle?" Wang Lang looked confused.

"Then what are you doing in the mountains?"

"I'm lost when I play." Wang Lang said again.

"You are also very life-threatening. You are not dead even if you are struck by lightning." The man smiled.

"Do you have something to eat? Brother, I'm quite hungry?" Wang Lang touched his belly.

“Yes, yes.”

"How many days have I slept?"

"One day and one night." The man handed Wang Lang a bag of steamed buns and pickled vegetables.

"Brother, are you a hero living in seclusion in this mountain? Did you fail to survive the tribulation before and be struck down the mountain by lightning?" the man asked with a smile.

"water."

The man hurriedly handed over a bottle of water.

"No, I'm just lost. Where is this, brother?" Wang Lang ate the steamed buns voraciously.

"This is falling from the dragon sakura. Don't call me by my elder brother. I'm only twenty-four." The man smiled.

"Falling in the dragon gorge?" Wang Lang was confused.

Here we are more than ten miles north of Tingchan City.

Then Wang Lang looked at the person in front of him again. There was no twenty-fourth, and he felt that there were all thirty-fourths.

"What do you do?"

“Geological people.”

Wang Lang finally figured it out.

The two were chatting, when the curtain was opened, a tall and thin middle-aged man came in, looking in his fifties, picking his teeth while walking, "Jin Haier, let's go, I can't enter the mountain anyway. Let's go to Tongda City to find the hairdresser."
Chapter completed!