Feng Yiqun wanted to shout loudly, but his voice could only spin in his throat, like a roulette wheel under the water, but he couldn't make a sound. It turned out that his mouth was stuffed with a bunch of dirty rags, which stretched it out.

The feeling of bulging and vomiting instantly occupied my brain.

Feng Yiqun frowned and opened his eyes suddenly. The sunlight hurt his eyes. He tried hard to adapt to the changes in the environment.

Feng Yiqun found huge heads facing him, swinging back and forth. When he saw that he woke up, they immediately stopped in front of them.

This is a stout man, like a thick tree stump, with an upper body, a circle of wide green leaves hanging around his waist, and bulging muscles on his arms.

Feng Yiqun shook his head, trying his best to regain his consciousness, and looked carefully. His face was big and round, his hair was tied in the center with weeds, like a mop head, his skin was brown, and there were three bright red lines painted under his eyes.

Straight line, a fleshy nose like an onion, standing upright, the pores on it are clearly visible, like flies, the eye sockets are deep, the eyes are sunken, and the mouth is amazingly big. If you put a person's fist in it,

He should be relaxed. His teeth are black and yellow and exposed outside his lips, just like the color of steamed buns left on the damp ground for two years. The ears on both sides of his cheeks look like the ears of the second senior brother in "Journey to the West".

"Big Head" reached out and pulled out the rag stuffed in his mouth, and he took a few sharp breaths.

As the huge face came closer to him, Feng Yiqun smelled a disgusting smell of sweat, like sour pickles that had been left in a pig pen and forgotten for months.

"Meng Colonie (what's your name)?" The ugly monster muttered, staring straight at Feng Yiqun.

Hearing this sentence, Feng Yiqun's brain turned quickly, trying to understand what he meant, but unfortunately, Feng Yiqun searched his brain and couldn't figure out which language this was.

"Mengcolone (what's your name)?" The ugly voice raised a lot, with an angry expression on his face.

Feng Yiqun turned to look at Professor Feng and Feng Sheng, and found that they were also tied up and still in a coma. He understood that the strange smell last night must be the smell of Ecstasy, but it was a pity that he was too careless.

Behind the ugly monster, there were several barbaric people standing, dressed the same as him, holding a spear in their hand, with a cold light shining on the tip of the grass. They all looked up at the Feng Yi group, howling excitedly, as if

It's like picking up a treasure.

"Cannibals!" The word flashed through Feng Yiqun's mind, and then he frightened himself. He must be doomed this time, and he sighed deeply.

Just when Feng Yiqun closed his eyes and was about to be quiet for a while, he heard the scream of the wind.

"Aiya, aiya!" the wind shouted loudly, which caused a burst of ridicule from the barbarians.

The three people were dragged up, and amid the noisy scolding, they walked a few steps forward and stood in a row, facing several barbarians. Feng Yiqun glanced to the right, Feng Sheng had a confused look on his face, and his brows were furrowed.

, didn't seem to understand what happened, and his hands shook slightly out of fear. Professor Feng had a calm face and tightened his lips, as if these strange things were all expected by him.

"Nagarat (who are you)?" The leading barbarian walked up to the three people, stretched out his finger, pointed at their noses one by one, and shouted loudly. His long black tongue was exposed and smelly.

It was unbelievable------like a men's room that had never been cleaned, with dead chickens drying in the hot sun.

"What is he shouting?" Feng Yiqun turned away, deliberately not looking at his face, muttering in a low voice, and glanced at Professor Feng.

Professor Feng's blank eyes told Feng Yiqun that no one understood what this angry-looking barbarian was saying.

"Shut up!" The man yelled again, meaning to shut up.

Feng Yiqun quickly closed his mouth, because he saw another barbarian walking towards him, holding a spear in his hand, his lips curled back, revealing two rows of black and yellow fangs, wanting to

The feeling of cannibalism.

Along a path full of wild flowers on both sides, the three of them were pushed forward. At this time, the sun's rays shined through the dense leaves above their heads, forming mottled light and shadow on everyone's body, as if they were being

It's like there's a black mark on it.

The mountains are steep and bushy.

The air was filled with the smell of fir trees, and the sound of the wind passing through the woods and talking to the branches and leaves could be heard. They continued to walk forward, and the three of them were like captured prey, walking in the middle of a group of people.

"Savage!"

A sharp, clear sound came to people's ears. Feng Yiqun looked up and saw that it was Xiaofeng. It was standing on a nearby big tree, looking at them sideways, and making a cooing sound in its mouth, maybe

It was when it saw the savages that it felt strange, so it screamed loudly.

Feng Yiqun laughed, even the parrots thought they were ugly.

After hearing the cry of the parrot, the barbarians ordered everyone to stop. One of them swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his throat moved, he quietly took off the bow on his back, and took out an arrow with green feathers from the quiver.

Slowly place it on the bowstring, and slowly lift it up until the arrow points in the direction of Xiaofeng.

All this was seen by Feng Yiqun, who shouted: "Xiao Feng, run!" Then, he broke free from the hand of the barbarian next to him and slammed into the barbarian holding a bow and arrow.

The barbarian with a bow and arrow in his hand did not expect someone to hit his chest, and was aiming at Xiaofeng attentively. He was hit hard by Feng Yi Qun, staggered, his head fell back, and he almost fell to the ground.

As soon as his right hand was loosened, the arrow on the string was shot out quickly. With a "pop" sound, it hit the big tree trunk where Xiaofeng was standing. Xiaofeng spread his wings and flew away, and the bird cursed in his mouth.

"Bad guy!"

The barbarian's brown cheeks turned purple with anger, and like a furious bull, he waved his fist at Feng Yiqun.

Several barbarians immediately surrounded Feng Yiqun, pushed him to the ground, and beat him violently until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. He screamed incessantly. It was not until Professor Feng rushed over to block him that the barbarians stopped.

He stopped his arms and legs and stood beside him angrily.

Feng Yiqun's head hit the ground hard, and he knelt there with stars in his eyes. His mouth and nostrils were covered with dirt, and a fishy smell appeared on the tip of his tongue. When they stopped, Feng Yiqun

Putting his hands on the ground, he stood up staggeringly and walked to Professor Feng. Feng Sheng supported him with his body, but he was still shaky, like a flower in the wind.

Seeing Feng Yiqun fall to the ground, the barbarian grinned back, showing his teeth, his eyes shined, and he had an idiotic smile on his face.

The strong barbarian grabbed Feng Yiqun's neck tightly, just like carrying a weak rooster, and continued to walk along the path hidden in the bushes to the heights of the hills. There were huge giants along the way.

The leaves of the trees were as wide as tents, covering the sun so much that it was almost invisible. Drops of water kept dripping from the leaves, hitting the shrubs below and falling on their bodies. Their clothes clung to their bodies as if they were not allowed to breathe.

Like the tights.

About an hour later, they finally walked out of the airtight shrubbery and came to the bank of a river. The water flow in the river was gentle, and only when it met the rocks beside the river did it stir up white waves.

The leading savage grunted and made a gesture, and the rest of the people stopped and stood on the river bank, surrounded by sparse thatch and low shrubs. He walked sideways and inserted his feet into the fertile and soft water.

of soil, hung the things on his hands around his neck, stretched his arms to maintain balance, and then slowly walked towards the center of the river. After a while, the river water submerged up to his chest, leaving only the upper part of his neck moving on the water.

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Some of the other four barbarians carried Feng Yiqun's backpacks and belongings on their heads, while others tied the belongings around their necks. After packing them up, they shouted and walked towards the river.

Feng Yiqun, Professor Feng and Feng Sheng walked among the barbarians. Like them, they straightened their bodies, raised their heads at a 45-degree angle, stretched out their arms, tried their best to keep their bodies balanced, and walked forward cautiously.

Stop every step to take a breath.

The river slowly hid their lower bodies, and then continued upward. Professor Feng tried his best to stretch his neck to avoid the river water from choking in his mouth. They walked and walked, and finally reached the middle of the river. The water almost submerged them, leaving only

His head floated on the water. Professor Feng turned his head slightly and glanced at Feng Yiqun behind him. His eyes blinked a few times. Seeing this look, Feng Yiqun immediately understood.

Suddenly, with an "ouch" sound, Professor Feng's feet slipped and he staggered. His head was immersed in the river water. Several bubbles appeared on the surface of the water. His hands were stretched out in the air, shaking desperately.

"The professor fell into the water! The professor fell into the water!" Feng shouted, swinging his hands back and forth, and walked towards Professor Feng's position.

When the savages saw this scene, they became confused and rowed quickly, reaching out to pull the professor. Since there were things on their heads and necks, they were unable to do anything.

The barbarian who had already reached the other side of the river shouted loudly when he heard the cry, threw his things on the bank, quickly jumped back into the water, turned back, and swam over like a fish.

He paddled the water with both hands, rising and falling, and quickly swam to the place where Professor Feng fell into the water, and stuck his head in. When he stood up again and emerged from the river, the professor was lifted out of the water. He kept spitting water out of his mouth, his face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were tight.

He was closed, his arms were drooped, and he seemed to be in poor condition.

They hurriedly walked to the shore, stepped over the sand on the shore, and walked to the river embankment. Then they placed the professor on the ground with his head down so that the river water poured into his stomach could be emptied.

After a while, Professor Feng spit out a lot of water, his face gradually turned red, he blinked a few times, muttered in pain, and his brows knitted together.

Suddenly, the leading barbarian shouted loudly, kicked one of them on the butt, and pointed at Feng Sheng and Professor Feng.

Feng Yiqun is missing!
Chapter completed!