Lu Mowei, who came in from behind, was originally rubbing the wound on his butt, stared nervously, and looked around, involuntarily approaching Wang Lang, and walked back to back in the same direction with Wang Lang.

Wang Lang didn't mind Lu Mowei's approach this time. The two of them moved forward slowly. Logically, this level should be the seventh level.

These layers are more evil than each other. Although there is no big noise, these layers will die if they are not careful. They have seen many dead people before, and Wang Lang almost died in the narrow passage on the second floor.

Hululu...

It was like the sound of pigs eating, Wang Lang listened to it.

This layer not only contains colorful mushrooms, but also some colorful trees, which are colorful and beautiful.

Hululu...

Another sound came, and Wang Lang accurately found the source of the sound this time.

It's behind a colorful tree.

The tree is quite big and thick.

The fragrance came from behind the tree, and Wang Lang suddenly shouted softly, "Cover your mouth and nose!"

Lu Mowei rubbed the wound on his butt with one hand and covered his mouth and nose with the other. Now Lu Mowei is the only one who follows Wang Lang. Whatever Wang Lang said, Lu Mowei is what he said. Although Wang Lang's daughter is so cheap, Lu Mowei knew that when there was real danger, Wang Lang was always in front of him.

Wang Lang held a knife in his hand and went there little by little.

When it was very close to the tree, Wang Lang identified who was behind the tree from the back.

Pan Yao.

Pan Yao sat on the ground with a pile of colorful mushrooms next to him, and a pot was supported in front of him. Pan Yao was holding a stick in his hand, stirring it in the pot, eating while stirring it. The rumble sound came from him, and the fragrance also came from here.

The fragrance is very strange, and it is a bit ethereal when you smell it too much, and it feels so toxic.

Pan Yao seemed to have heard someone coming from behind him, and looked back.

The face, which was originally extremely ugly, has now become colorful, with saliva all over the chin, eyes empty, and a strange smile on its face. There is an indescribable shape in the crotch, which can be seen as a little short.

"Do you eat it? Do you eat it?" Pan Yao grabbed a handful of mushrooms and handed it to Wang Lang. When he spoke, a lot of saliva flowed out of his mouth.

Wang Lang held a knife in his hand and looked at Pan Yao from afar.

"Do you eat?" Pan Yao reached out and asked Wang Lang to eat. Seeing that Wang Lang didn't eat, Pan Yao stuffed all the mushrooms in his hand into his mouth and ate them rumbled.

Pan Yao struggled to stand up, picked up a handful of colorful mushrooms from the pot, and walked towards Wang Lang with a strange smile on his face, "Eat, you want to eat, everyone eats, eats together, everyone is happy together, fly together."

Wang Lang retreated.

Pan Yao's expression suddenly became ferocious and terrifying, his eyes turned red, and he roared at Wang Lang, "Why don't you eat it? Why don't you eat it?"

Wang Lang retreated later.

Pan Yao rushed towards Wang Lang with a fat body.

Wang Lang pushed Lu Mowei away and slashed Pan Yao with a long sword in his hand.

Pan Yao didn't hide at all, and just rushed over, without any fear of death.

Wang Lang slashed down with force with one knife. When Pan Yao was about to hit Pan Yao, the blade turned and slashed on Pan Yao's shoulder.

Pan Yao felt no pain at all, and his bloated body suddenly jumped up, ignoring the gravity of the earth, jumping out of a height that Newton couldn't sit still, towards Wang Lang's strait of Mount Tai.

Wang Lang forced himself to retreat and avoided Pan Yao.

Pan Yao sat on the ground and destroyed many mushrooms. Pan Yao lay on the ground and pulled out many mushrooms and stuffed them into his mouth and chewed them.

Wang Lang and Pan Yao's dead still have a little friendship. When Huangfu Ji was hunted down, Pan Yao's old man also secretly helped Wang Lang and Pan Yao.

He just made harsh words before, but Wang Lang could not kill Pan Yao even if he really started to attack. After all, he was not that far.

"You eat, why don't you eat?" Pan Yao grabbed the colorful mushrooms in his hand.

The knife in Wang Lang turned his back toward the bottom.

"Lu Mowei, wait and hit him wherever I hit him. Don't try too hard, it's almost done." Wang Lang spoke in a deep voice.

After saying that, Wang Lang rushed towards Pan Yao, and Pan Yao's bloated body rushed towards Wang Lang. The speed was simply fast, which was incredible.

It gives people the feeling that taking this colored mushroom is like taking medicine or taking stimulants, and the whole person is in an excited state. Pan Yao has taken so much, so it would be strange if he is not excited.

When the two were about to collide, Wang Lang passed by, slapped the ground, turned around and slashed Pan Yao's back neck hard.

Pan Yao turned around and punched Wang Lang. The long knife in Wang Lang pressed over and trapped one of Pan Yao's arm. At the same time, he raised his legs and hit Pan Yao's lower abdomen and knees hard.

Lu Mowei followed closely behind, punched Pan Yao's hand knife at the back of his neck, then controlled Pan Yao's other arm, raised his legs and hit Pan Yao's lower abdomen with his knees.

Pan Yao opened his mouth and spit out a bunch of things, a disgusting piece. It was very fragrant when he ate it. It smelled so bad that he wanted to vomit after he smelled it.

Wang Lang let go of Pan Yao and kicked Pan Yao's stomach a few more times. He wiped the soles of his shoes, pinching a lump of soil in his hand, shaking his wrist, and the soil hit Pan Yao's throat. Pan Yao vomited wildly.

Lu Mowei also let go of Pan Yao and squatted beside him and retching.

Pan Yao still looked a little fluttered, his steps were floating, and he was spinning in place while walking in small steps.

"I'm a butterfly, wow..." Pan Yao swung his arms up and down, and he opened his mouth and vomited wildly while imagining that he was a butterfly. The clothes were full of disgusting things.

"Zuo Feifei, wow...

Right Feifei, wow...

Fly, wow...

Fly, wow..."

Wang Lang was so disgusting, Lu Mowei couldn't help but vomited it.

Pan Yao suddenly jumped to Lu Mowei and grabbed Lu Mowei's hand with no effort to cover his ears. "Two little butterflies are flying among the flowers..."

Wow……

Wow……

"Zuo Feifei..."

Wow……

Wow……

"Right Feifei..."

Wow……

Wow……

The two of them vomited at each other, almost making Wang Lang feel disgusted.

Pan Yao was also preparing to continue singing. Wang Lang went up and was stunned with a knife.

Lu Mowei was still vomiting beside him, and he had vomited all his bitterness, and now he started to retreat again.

Wang Lang took out his ears, covered his mouth with one hand, and kicked Lu Mowei in disgust, "Stop vomiting, get up, carry him on your back, let's go down. If you stay in this place for a long time, you will be the same as him."

"Ah?" Lu Mowei's pupils were a little square, looking at Pan Yao, who fainted on the ground but still vomited nauseous things like a fountain.

"Ah Mao, hurry up and I'll wait for you on the next floor."

Wang Lang walked away first as he spoke.

"Why, brother?" Lu Mowei looked sad.

Wang Lang found a place and walked down. The stairs down this time were very strange. They were the kind of spiral stairs. It took him nearly ten minutes to reach the end.
Chapter completed!