All the pairs of eyes were wide open, looking at the blood mist in disbelief.
I saw Aling falling from the blood mist. He had fainted and lost consciousness. Then he fell heavily into the mud and sank little by little.
"Quick! Get the person back quickly!!"
Mo Ping shouted at the top of his lungs.
Everyone came to their senses and immediately used their strength to pull the rope tied to Aling's body.
However, when they exerted their strength like crazy, they found that they couldn't pull the rope at all.
At first glance, the other end of the rope was actually frozen in the miasma around the seven-color flower, as if it was sealed by cement. No matter how hard they tried, they could not pull it out of the miasma.
"Miscalculation! Miscalculation! It turns out that the miasma around the Seven-Color Flower has become so strong that it is almost substantial! Ah Ling just hit the miasma like a copper wall and fell unconscious. In this moment, Ah Ling
A piece of rope on the spirit's body has been swallowed up by the spreading miasma. With our strength, it is impossible to pull the rope out of the miasma!" Demonic Plane said with a horrified expression.
"ah?"
"So, is Aling going to die inside?"
"No!!"
"We are going to save Aling!"
Everyone lost control of their emotions and wanted to rush in.
"Stop everyone!"
Mo Ping stopped everyone and shouted angrily.
"Brother, get out of the way! We can't just watch Aling die inside!" The sturdy man from before said with a mixture of grief and anger.
"With your strength, you can't reach that position at all. If you go to save people, you are just fertilizing the seven-color flowers! You are not allowed to go anymore!" Mo Ping roared.
Everyone trembled. Looking at the out-of-reach but stunningly beautiful seven-color flower, everyone collapsed and knelt on the ground one by one, crying loudly.
"Brother, so...should we remain indifferent?"
One of the women asked with a trembling and hoarse voice.
Mo Ping was silent for a moment and said hoarsely: "I'm sorry, I have already made a mistake by letting Aling take risks. This time, I will never make the same mistake again. I will go back to the village immediately and report the matter!"
"Brother."
"Go back to the village!!"
Mo Ping almost roared, and his eyes gradually turned red.
Everyone looked at him in shock, not daring to refute, and could only cry or lower their heads without saying a word.
But just then.
Whoosh!
A black shadow suddenly passed through everyone and rushed towards the swamp like lightning.
Everyone couldn't help but breathe heavily and looked around hurriedly.
Only then did I realize that a person was already stepping on the swamp and quickly moved towards the seven-color flower.
After approaching the Seven-Colored Flower, the man suddenly punched the miasma spreading toward him.
Boom!
The surging miasma was actually shaken a little.
A strange ripple spread throughout the swamp.
Everywhere you pass is covered by miasma...
Then the man immediately reached out and dug into the mud, and lifted up Aling, who was not yet deep in the mud.
"Aling!"
Everyone was overjoyed.
The man grabbed Aling and retreated desperately.
But in just a short time, more and more miasma spread towards it.
The man's body was directly corroded by the miasma, causing a large number of wounds. His skin began to fester, and his whole body seemed to be melting.
But he did not give up, gritted his teeth and persisted in retreating towards the shore.
When Mo Ping saw this, his scalp was about to explode, and he screamed: "Help!!"
After saying that, he was the first one to rush out.
