The man had been bitten until there was only a pile of white bones left, but the screams still seemed to be echoing in his ears, which was horrifying.
The ghost blood ants vibrated their wings and made a heart-stopping buzzing sound, like a will-o'-the-wisp, flying towards Ling Chuxi and the two of them.
"Let's go." Ling Chuxi knew that once surrounded by them, even the fighting spirit of the Great Perfection realm would be powerless, otherwise the few people just now wouldn't be so scared, so she accelerated her pace.
"Help, help!" Jiang Wuhen howled in panic and scrambled to follow him. However, with his little strength and having been injured before, how could he keep up with Ling Chuxi and the others?
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Ling Chuxi hesitated for a moment, turned around a few steps, grabbed Jiang Wuhen's collar, and ran forward with him.
Hearing the buzzing sound behind him, Jiang Wuhen was scared out of his wits. He was grabbed by Chu Xi and danced instinctively. He was slapped in the face by Ling Chuxi, and then he calmed down.
The Nether Blood Ants flew very fast, flying through the forest like will-o'-the-wisps, following closely behind Ling Chuxi and Ling Yichen. The two released their fighting spirit, but even that powerful and fierce fighting spirit could not be fatal to the blood ants.
The damage they receive can only slow down their speed at most, and they may be surrounded if they are not careful.
Thinking of the tragic situation just now, the two of them did not dare to be careless. They released their fighting spirit and ran forward at full speed.
The sky gradually became brighter, and the sounds behind them finally became fainter. Fortunately, although the Nether Blood Ants are powerful, they only have a lifespan of a few hours after adulthood, and they die one after another during long flights.
Finally, they could no longer hear the buzzing sound that sounded like a reminder. Ling Chuxi and Ling Yichen stopped, gasping for air. Even with their strength, they ran like this with all their strength to activate their fighting spirit for several hours.
, and also a little tired.
As soon as Ling Chuxi let go, Jiang Wuhen collapsed to the ground, his face turned pale, and he spit out another mouthful of blood. It was obvious that he was seriously injured by the slap just now.
After Ling Chuxi took a long breath, she glanced at Jiang Wuhen and narrowed her eyes slightly.
"Take off your clothes." Ling Chuxi said to Jiang Wuhen.
"What?" Jiang Wuhen glanced at Ling Chuxi in surprise.
"Take off your clothes."
"This...is it developing too fast? I admit that I am Yushu Linfeng, handsome and popular with everyone, but after all, we have only known each other for a short time, and I am not mentally prepared yet... Moreover, there are outsiders.
Present." Jiang Wuhen blushed.
The corners of Ling Yichen's mouth began to twitch and his face turned dark. He had the urge to hack Jiang Wuhen to death again.
Ling Chuxi kicked Jiang Wuhen over without saying a word. The long sword in her hand flashed and cut his clothes open, revealing a palm print on Jiang Wuhen's back, which had turned dark brown.
Ling Chuxi couldn't help but be a little surprised. Although the man just now was mainly focused on Ling Yichen and didn't use all his strength in that palm, he was not much stronger than Jiang Wuhen. He didn't even hit Jiang Wuhen to death with one palm.
It's a miracle, this charlatan is so tenacious. But when he thinks about the scene where he is like a rat crossing the street when everyone shouts and beats him, Ling Chuxi feels that it is understandable. No matter who it is, living in such a desperate situation is surrounded by enemies.
By now, his vitality will be as strong as Xiaoqiang's.
However, even if his vitality is stronger than Xiaoqiang, if he is not treated quickly, he will die. Even if he does not die, he will suffer from injuries and illnesses for life.