Sick and beautiful people are not allowed to be white moonlight

Chapter 228 Falling in Love in a Survival Game 21
It's just that it's very black, and there's yellow mud, look carefully...

look carefully!
Mixed with the black soil, there was also lace fabric. After considering it, Fu Qiyi picked up a corner of the fabric and rubbed it with his fingers.

The fabric feels damp to the touch, and there is a vague sense of friction. It should have been left for a while, not too long ago.

Fu Qiyi lowered his head and could smell a distinct smell of blood.

"Yanyan, be careful."

Lingyan's eyes were slightly darker, and she obviously saw something: "Well, good."

The two of them looked at each other, and Fu Qiyi saw that there were withered and yellow leaves falling on her shoulders, which made her face whiter and more delicate.

He gently brushed away the fallen leaves for her, and turned his head to lead her to move on.

"Let's go."

Fu Qiyi's eyes were very bright, or they weren't so bright, but in the dark jungle, Ling Yan could see his eyes, which were as dazzling as torches, bright moons, and the sun.

But it was only her.

Lingyan followed Fu Qiyi into the deep forest.

This is the DC area, Guilin, the largest and deepest mountain forest in Haicheng.

And the entire road leading to their destination was strewn with bones.

The further you go inside, the stronger the stench of corpses becomes.

The leaves were rustling, and the black wind sneaked in from somewhere, and the grass was blown, making a strange and eerie sound.

People listen to it and feel scared.

It's dark in here.

The faint light of the flashlight seemed to be obliterated by the darkness, insignificant.

Fu Qiyi took a flashlight and looked around, but found nothing special.

But when he looked up, he saw the branches and leaves shaking off the tree.

He aimed the light of the flashlight at the target.

On the thick trunk, two owls stood impressively. Their eyes were glowing green, and a sense of gloom swept over them.

Fu Qi frowned slightly, and met the owl's sharp gaze.

The owl fluttered its wings and made a shrill cry.

Sudden.

A group of crows quacked and gathered in a pile, which seemed to form a black cloud, and they attacked Fu Qi heavily and fiercely.

"boom!"

Lingyan quickly pulled Fu Qiyi behind him, pulled the grenade away, and after a few seconds, swung the grenade towards the crows.

There are probably hundreds of crows, and the power of a grenade is obviously not enough to kill them all.

After the violent flames passed, crows could be heard endlessly.

Ling Yan dragged Fu Qi to run back.

The speed couldn't catch up, and the crows behind him followed closely, as fierce as a rising tide.

The mouth is sharp and dark black, and the two eyes are even more fierce, shining dark green.

Straight to chase, fierce and vicious.

With quick hands, Fu Qi took out other grenades while running, and threw them at the crow.

Crows are dense.

Ling Yan took out the lighter, quickly made a simple fire stick, and lit it.

Crows are afraid of the dark.

Ling Yan held them up to chase them away.

The crow saw the light, so he didn't dare to act recklessly. At the same time, he was attacked by Fu Qiyi's grenade.

It didn't take long for the crows to flee.

Ling Yan didn't extinguish the fire stick for the time being, and looked up at Fu Qiyi.

Fu Qiyi wiped off his sweat, and seeing her looking at him, he pulled his lips and bent them.

"what happened?"

"It's okay." She said softly.

Feeling strange from the bottom of his heart, Fu Qi raised his eyes to see her calm face, paused for a while, and didn't ask, but just spoke softly.

"Are you going back?"

Lingyan raised her arm and looked at the time, it was seven o'clock in the evening.

Fu Qiyi had an idea in his heart, looked away, but said in a weak tone, "Come again tomorrow."

It's Survival Game No. 19 days.

There were still eleven days left, and Fu Qiyi didn't want to finish the task ahead of schedule.

Although Lingyan felt that Fu Qiyi was always procrastinating these two days, she was suspicious.

But it was only a guess that he was tired, and he didn't think much about it.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Lingyan nodded and took his hand: "Okay, let's go out first."

Fu Qi responded in a low voice.

Walked back and forth for a long time.

But never went back.

Take out the flashlight to illuminate, surrounded by a gloomy dark green jungle, the old trees are entangled with white spider silk, and there are green insect eggs climbing on them.

It looked extremely disgusting.

The two realized something was wrong.

Lingyan's black and white pupils tightened slightly, and she held Fu Qiyi's hand a little harder.

Fu Qiyi felt it, but didn't say anything, he just held her hand tightly.

The two continued to walk for half an hour, but they never got out.

When Ling Yanji was out of date, they walked in from the outside, and it took about 10 minutes.

But now the two have been walking for more than half an hour, but they haven't gone out yet.

Lingyan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and her breathing had already begun to gradually become short.

His forehead started to sweat a little.

Fu Qiyi took out a white silk scarf, wiped her sweat, unscrewed a bottle of mineral water, put his left hand around her neck: "Open your mouth."

Lingyan took advantage of the situation and was fed and drank most of it by him.

"Let's walk again."

Lingyan tore off a white thread from the corner of her clothes, wrapped it around a thinner tree trunk, and continued walking after it was fixed.

As he walked, the scene in front of him became hazy, and misty white mist seemed to rise from the jungle.

The farther one goes, the denser the fog becomes.

It soared so powerfully that it almost drowned people.

Fortunately, Ling Yan held his hand tightly.

Just continue to walk forward, the more sweat on Lingyan's forehead.

In the end, they followed her cheeks directly, one by one, falling to the ground like crystal clear pearls.

There was also a layer of sweat on Ling Yan's long black eyelashes. Her eyelashes were thick and curled up. The sweat beads pressed on the eyelashes, making it difficult to blink.

The sweat on the cheeks also flowed more and more, Lingyan stuck out her tongue, licked it, and narrowed her eyes slightly.

Picking up the flashlight, subconsciously shone to the front.

But only see!

There is a person ahead!

It's Book Thank You Week!

Lingyan blinked her eyes, her footsteps stopped, her eyes began to become fierce, the whites of her eyes were stained with the red blood of violent people, and now there was a bit of hostility that could not be ignored.

Lingyan bit her lip and let go of Fu Qiyi's hand.

He took the gun from his waist and pointed it at Xie Shuzhou.

Do not!
It was Book Appreciation Week, but it wasn't!

The book thanking week that appeared in front of her was the real book thanking week in her previous life.

She was dressed in white clothes like snow, her hair fell around her waist and was tied with a black hair crown.

The color of her lips is extremely light, and the light in her eyes is as gentle as moonlight and flowing water. She has a clean and gentle face, pure and harmless, peaceful and generous.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his lips, facing Lingyan's eyes full of hatred.

His demeanor was even more calm.

Lingyan squeezed the gun tightly, and the wind blew by her ears, and the wind brought his words.

He said, "Ling Yao, long time no see."

The name Lingyao is Lingyan's nickname, only Lingyan's mother likes to call her that.

Later, Xie Shuzhou heard about it, and in private, he would often call her nickname gently, like a lover's whisper.

(End of this chapter)