Although I have walked out of the dead wood forest, the dead wood forest is very large in area. Just walking around the edge gives people the feeling that I cannot reach the end.

"It's really troublesome." Yang Jian spat on the ground. When he woke up in the morning, he collected some dew, and now he was almost exhausted.

The weather is still relatively comfortable now, and Yang Jian walks very quickly, but try to adjust his breathing to avoid too much water loss in his body.

On this day, Yang Jian kept moving forward. Only at night did he find that the shape of the periphery of the dead wood forest had a slight arc change, which means that he walked out of the end and began to come to the other side outside the dead wood forest.

"There has finally changed." Yang Jian sighed. This bad experience made him deeply feel the terribleness of the dead wood forest.

Just getting lost will make most people feel desperate.

Yang Jian didn't stop. He hadn't drunk any water for an afternoon.

There are no plants in the dead wood forest, and Yang Jian has no way to obtain water, so he can only continue walking.

As time goes by, the chill at night gradually worsens, and the water vapor in the air begins to increase.

At one moment, Yang Jian stopped and frowned. He smelled the bloody smell in the air, and his weak body immediately tensed up.

"It's really not worry-free." Yang Jian took out a switchblade from his pocket, and the dagger had been returned to Da Wu before.

Night vision does not mean perspective.

Yang Jian found that the dead wood forest was too dense, and with his sight, he could not clearly find the source of the bloody smell. As for the dead wood forest, there was nothing left outside the dead wood forest.

As he continued walking, Yang Jian discovered again that there were many traces of struggle on the ground, spreading towards one of the dead wood forests.

"It's better to have less things than to have more things." Yang Jian didn't meddle in other people's business and moved forward twice as fast.

Soon, the smell of blood disappeared, and Yang Jian's hanging heart was relieved, and nothing seemed to have happened.

call out!

The moment he heard the sound of the wind, Yang Jian did not realize the danger, until something stabbed his neck and he touched it with his hands.

Then, he looked at the silver needle in his hand and felt dizzy suddenly spread.

"How could this happen?" Yang Jian's consciousness became blurred and it was not an exaggeration to turn dizzy.

The instinctive consciousness of danger made him take out the switchblade again, hide it in his sleeve, and then fell to the ground, allowing himself to take another try before he completely fell into a coma.

In a vague state, he felt someone approaching, and the remaining consciousness suddenly condensed when the other party helped him up.

The next second, Yang Jian stabbed him with a knife, and the other party's fierce screams came from his ears.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Jian fell to the ground again, but this time, his consciousness was a little excited, and the ghost in front of him had a brief gathering.

He struggled to stand up, and the thought of being drugged flashed through his mind.

"Damn it!"

Yang Jian cursed inwardly, and he vaguely saw the man he stabbed in a pool of blood, struggling slower and slower, as if he was dead.

But in the forest, there were also rapid footsteps.

On this side, Yang Jian had already run into the dead wood forest and stumbled all the way. I don’t know how long he had run, but his consciousness never dissipated.

I don’t know when, but Yang Jian felt his body lightening and felt like he was flying in the clouds.

When he felt like he was stepping on the ground again, a hand that appeared behind his neck made his body stand up again.

In the darkness, he controlled his numb neck and saw a familiar person that turned out to be Wu Jiujiu!

"What, what, Mu (I) is so irritating to you."

Yang Jian spoke with a big tongue, but it did not hinder his expression.

By the way, Wu Jiujiu also looked complicated. After going around, the two of them actually met again. However, this time, she also saw that Yang Jian was in a bad condition and was obviously put on drugs.

"You haven't fainted yet." Wu Jiujiu was very surprised. She knew very well the dose of those people using the drug. Not to mention ordinary people, even elephants should have fainted long ago.

At this time, a rustling sound rang in the forest again.

The two people's bodies were immediately pressed together and they did not dare to speak loudly. Although Yang Jian felt a strong sense of dizziness, he could still feel the amazing elasticity of the women around him.

"Da Wu, it's really Da Wu."

Yang Jian murmured, but Wu Jiujiu took the opportunity to beat him up.

At this moment, the others had gone away. Yang Jian was pulled out of the forest by Da Wu and stumbled all the way towards the forest.

Breathing at the cold air at night, Yang Jian's dizziness suddenly dissipated most of the time and he stopped swaying when walking.

"Do you have any good places?" Da Wu asked in the dark, pulling Yang Jian with one hand.

Yang Jian said: "Let's go forward, be more lucky, maybe you'll arrive tomorrow."

After that, Da Wu followed Yang Jian, and nothing else happened along the way, but Wu Jiujiu could already confirm one thing, that is, Yang Jian could actually have night vision.

When there were two hours before dawn, Wu Jiujiu offered to rest. After running around all night, everyone was exhausted.

Yang Jian was not pretentious about this. He lay on the ground, seized time to recover his energy, and told Da Wu that he had to get up in the morning to collect dew.

In fact, you can collect dew at this point now, but Wu Jiujiu cannot see at night, and Yang Jian still feels dizzy. The effect of that kind of drug is too powerful.

Soon, the two began to snore, and the surrounding environment seemed particularly deep.

In this way, after about two and a half hours, the two people opened their eyes almost at the same time.

"Recovered?" Wu Jiujiu looked at Yang Jian, with unconcealed surprise in his eyes.

Yang Jian nodded, slept for a while, and felt that his condition had returned.

The most important thing now is to collect dew from nearby dead branches. Once you miss this time period, it may not be easy to find the water source.

So, for the next hour, Yang Jian and Wu Jiujiu were working hard to collect dew with plastic bottles. Both of them knew the importance of water sources, so they focused on collecting them throughout the process and never said a word.

An hour later, Yang Jian took the first sip of dew and his spirit was completely revived.

The same is true for Wu Jiujiu. He has been short of water for more than ten hours, and now after drinking water, his energy and spirit are different.

"Let's go quickly." Wu Jiujiu said, looking at Yang Jian with a hint of curiosity.

However, Yang Jian looked at Wu Jiujiu and thought of the bracelet in his backpack, so he took it out and asked what was going on.

"Of course I put it here."

Upon hearing this, Yang Jian frowned, suddenly reached out and grabbed Wu Jiujiu's arm, asking who she was.
Chapter completed!