Feng Wu didn't hesitate and shot directly at the big insect.
The roar that reached the sky resounded in the forest, frightening the surrounding animals. The birds fluttered their wings and flew away. Feng Wu ran away the moment the silver needle shot out.
She couldn't do it without running. This thing was too big. Besides, she didn't know how long she would stay in the woods, so she had to conserve her strength.
Feng Wu ran away, and the big insect behind him was completely irritated by the pain from the few silver needles she shot.
He quickly ran towards Feng Wu to catch up.
Feng Wu shot the silver needle back while running, and the fine powder on his sleeves fell on the ground.
Now Feng Wu feels a little regretful about why he didn't bring more poison when he came out. He didn't expect that something like this would happen.
Finally, I couldn't run anymore, so I stopped and looked at the big insect warily.
Da Chong bared his teeth and watched Feng Wu warily as he opened his mouth and roared at her.
Feng Wu's eyes flashed, and he secretly thought it was not good. He even shot a pill directly into its mouth when he opened its mouth.
The big insect realized that something was stuffed into his mouth by the enemy in front of him, and shook his head crazily, but unfortunately it had no effect.
He was running around on the spot and was about to rush towards Feng Wu. The moment he stopped and rushed towards him, his Qiqiao suddenly started to bleed.
Realizing that something was wrong, the big insect shook his head to the side and roared one after another, and then his huge body fell to the ground motionless.
Sweat broke out on Feng Wu's forehead. Just after taking a breath, several sounds of the same sound came from not far away.
"So unlucky." Feng Wu looked at the blood flowing on his arm. He ran too fast and was directly scratched by a branch.
Now he no longer had the energy to deal with those big insects. As the roar became louder and louder, Feng Wu watched as several yellow big insects loomed over and rushed towards him.
He shot out all the silver needles on his body, glanced at the fast-flowing river behind him, his eyes changed, he took a deep breath, and jumped directly.
Those big insects rushed over angrily, and saw no one at the place. There was only the body of another big insect, and the painful needle holes in its own body. They roared at the fast river a few times, and dug it out with their tough claws.
Every trace seems to be telling his unwillingness.
Feng Wu tried his best to control his body shape in the water to prevent himself from following the rapids and hitting rocks, but he still couldn't avoid it. With a groan, the water around him immediately turned red, and he allowed his body to float downwards with the river water.
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I don't know how long it took, but Feng Wu grabbed a big piece of wood and barely put it on it. His face turned pale. Fortunately, the river water had calmed down now.
Feng Wu looked at the shoal not far away, swam over with his last strength, left the water, and lay directly on the sand.
Breathing heavily and looking up at the setting sun, he roughly concluded that he had been wandering for so long.
It was the first time that he was in such a mess, being made like this by a few bedbugs, with wet hair stuck to his face. Feng Wu casually put them aside: "Don't be lazy next time, bring more poison.
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The clothes on his body were wet and mixed with blood, dyeing them red. Feng Wu threw a pill into his mouth, rested for a while, and then struggled to get up.
After looking at the direction around him, he speeded up his steps unsteadily. When the road became a little smoother, Feng Wu directly used Qing Gong and moved quickly.