This time, the transmission channel was opened from mid-air. Han Qi and Xie Lun were hanging on the same branch. The branch could not bear the weight of the two of them and had begun to bend and cracks appeared.
Han Qi pressed on Xie Lun's back, his face just facing the side of the tree trunk: "Han Qi, the branch is about to break!"
There was only a loud cracking sound, the branches broke, and the two fell from the air. Han Qi and Xie Lun immediately used their wind powers, and they could barely stabilize their bodies when they were about to land. The two landed safely and stood intact.
Next to the tree trunk.
Han Qi supported the tree trunk: "To be honest, I feel that every time I teleport, the leaders are stumbling in secret, and they never appear in a normal place!"
Xie Lun shook his head: "The teleportation channel does not have a fixed exit. If you walk through the same teleportation channel twice, the landing location will be different each time."
Han Qi shrugged and said nothing. Xie Lun knew a lot more than he did. It was more important for him to obediently upgrade and fight monsters. In other words, he suddenly changed from a zombie to a spirit. It was strange in this apocalypse.
Xie Lun looked at Han Qi: "Where is this?"
Han Qi looked through the records of the seventy-two exiles in his mind: "This is the Cloud Forest. The twenty-second exile is shrouded in fog all year round. We can only see the sun for three days. We are very lucky.
It's a great time to see the sun as soon as we arrive, but we don't know what day it is. The fog in the cloud forest is thickest in the morning and evening. Wild beasts often appear in the forest, and the plants here are also full of mysteries.
, but it didn’t mention what kind of beasts and plants it is.”
Xie Lun nodded: "Let's leave this place first. Since there are wild beasts in the forest, there must be a water source. Find a stream or river first and make a plan."
There were rotten leaves under their feet, and they could hear a crunching sound when they stepped on it. It was slightly scary in the quiet forest. A gust of cool wind blew by, and Han Qi felt a chill on his back.
The thickly twisted and towering trees made it difficult to see the scenery in the sky. Han Qi could only use the compass to find his way in the forest, but the compass seemed to be equipped with a magnet. The pointer was shaking around, and it was of no value to be seen.
Han Qi put away the useless compass: "The magnetic field here has been disturbed by something, and the compass is completely useless. Now we can only see if there are any water-loving plants."
Xie Lun looked at the slightly sunken place not far away. The water was flowing downwards. It seemed that this was the right direction: "It should be not far away. The terrain over there is low-lying. You should be able to see it further away.
"
Han Qi followed Xie Lun's line of sight and looked forward. The area there was indeed lower than here, and the branches and leaves of the trees were more lush.
The two of them continued to walk forward on the road covered with rotten leaves. So far, they had not encountered any living creatures. As for the beasts and birds, they had not seen any beasts or birds.
The black and green vines slowly slid under the two people's feet, and the small sounds seemed insignificant under the sound of the two feet stepping on rotten leaves.
Han Qi's ankle was wrapped by a black and green vine. Before he could react, he was pulled back quickly by the vine: "Fuck!"
Xie Lun turned around when he heard the sound and saw Han Qi being dragged backwards. He immediately transformed into a long sword and flew forward. The sharp blade cut off the black and green vines on Han Qi's ankles.
The cut vine was quickly pulled back.
Han Qi immediately got up from the ground, holding a metal awl in one hand and purple lightning wrapped around the fingers of the other hand.
More vines rose from the ground, lashing the calves of Han Qi and Xie Lun. The long sword in Xie Lun's hand slashed at every vine that came towards him, and the sound of the vines hitting the sword was particularly loud.
Han Qi stabbed the branches of the vines with a pointed awl from time to time while looking at the traces of the vines under his feet: "Xie Lun, prepare to take off!"
Xie Lun immediately stepped on the wind, about thirty centimeters above the ground. Purple light flashed in Han Qi's palm. He slapped his palm on the ground. The rotten leaves were shaken up, and the black and green vines buried underneath were all stained.
Purple thunder and lightning, the vines quickly shrank back as if they were in pain, the rotten leaves fell, and there was no movement on the ground.
Han Qi straightened up: "I just came across plants like vines. I don't know what I will encounter later. Get out of here first!"
Xie Lun put away his sword, and the two stepped on the wind and left quickly.
A towering tree in the center of the forest opened its eyes on the trunk, and its voice was old and cool: "Purple thunder and lightning, is that person back?"
After walking forward for who knows how many kilometers, Han Qi finally heard the sound of water flowing. He glanced at Xie Lun and nodded. The two of them were moving faster.
The sound of water lapping against the rocks reached Han Qi's ears. In front of him was a waterfall flowing down. The rumbling sound was like hundreds of waves stacking up and surging onto the beach.
Han Qi looked at Xie Lun: "This is not a small river."
The flowing water converges in a river about ten meters wide. The water is fast and clear. The exposed rocks are covered with black-green moss. The other side has an unobstructed view, which is exactly the same as the scenery here.
Han Qi took out a tent from the space and hoped nothing would happen tonight.
Xie Lun helped set up the tent, and Han Qi brought Wu Zhe out. He had almost recovered. He would have to stay in bed for a week to survive, but he could walk around in three or two days, and the scars on his calves were gone.
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Wu Zhe looked around: "Is this the next place of exile?" Han Qi nodded, and then took a deep breath: "The environment is not bad, it is much more normal than before."
Xie Lun turned around and walked into the woods he had just come from. Even if there were supernatural powers, the fire would still need fuel to burn.
Han Qi took two branches nearby, sharpened the front section with a dagger, and handed them to Wu Zhe: "Go and see if there is any dinner for us in the river."
Wu Zhe took the simple harpoon and looked at Han Qi: "I'm still a patient. Is it really okay for you to use me like this?"
Han Qi didn't even look at him and continued his work: "You don't look like a patient at all."
Wu Zhe shrugged and said nothing. He was indeed well, but it was just a joke. This man saved him twice. This was a debt of gratitude that could never be repaid.
He walked to the river, took off his shoes, rolled up his trousers, took a simple harpoon, and stepped into the cold water. The temperature in the water was a bit low. Wu Zhe took a deep breath, bent down, and observed the situation in the water.
Han Qi glanced at him and raised the corner of his mouth slightly. Xie Lun also came back with a small bundle of dry branches. He saw the man in the water, looked at Han Qi again, said nothing, and lit a fire outside the tent.