Spirit of the Mountain

Chapter 352: No one knows yet about the weird pleasure of crunchy humming being hidden. He hid this very well. Of course, these crooked pleasures were just cultivated and did not take long to form, which was also one of the important reasons why Heng Heng could hide them perfectly. Do you want to get closer and take a look at that "senior girl"? Hmm, reach out and press the very elastic light curtain. This thing, which is invisible at first, starts to light up with an earthy yellow light when something comes close to it. I didn't dare to use too much force. But the elasticity under his hands and the toughness shown after pressing down with his fingers allowed Heng Heng to conclude that this was the light mask that protected this piece of pure land. Heng Heng did not force a breakthrough and did not want or dare to break the tranquility of this pure land. Stand outside the light curtain. Waves of pure wood power can be felt from a distance, washing over the body like waves, taking away fatigue, bringing vitality, and invigorating the spirit. After thinking for half a minute, Heng Heng gave up the plan of getting closer. He turned and left. He wanted to check the stock of potions and discuss what to do next. Ordinary wasps would probably have a hard time surviving. Although the elite group can resist some, there are not many left. Even if they are not dead, there are still some problems if they want to return to the battlefield after such an explosion and strong wind. At the very least, it's not possible in a short time. Finally there is the queen bee. Heng Heng was unsure about this nearly immortal guy. Being suppressed makes you stronger every time. Get bombed once and evolve once. Even the bloody plots in secular novels don’t seem to be written like this. This is a rhythm that wants to destroy the pig's trotter team and make readers go crazy. Do you want anyone to read it? The queen bee, who has become stronger and evolved several times, will die in the explosion this time. If he hadn't died, would he have started to evolve again, becoming more black and more crazy? Heng Heng had an answer in his heart, but he didn't dare to confirm it or think deeply about it. It was a desperate guess. "How many people are there now?" Zhang Cheng asked with a hum as he approached Zhang Cheng who was feeding spiritual spring water to a team member who had suffered a head injury and had passed out. "Not counting us, there are only seven others. One is unconscious, one is seriously injured and cannot support himself, three have fractures, but can barely move, and the last two are better, but their mental state is very poor." He thought for a few seconds. , after Zhang Cheng fed the unconscious comrade in his arms spring water, he spoke in a heavy tone and gave the answer to Heng Heng's question. The situation has become so bad that it is somewhat different from what was expected. Hearing that except for the three of himself, none of the other ordinary team members were in good condition, Heng Heng felt very confused: "Do you have any plans? The queen bee may not be dead." Heng Heng expressed his worries and speculations. "I'm not afraid of the queen bee, I'm afraid of the swarm." Zhang Cheng also expressed his concerns. "Swarm, it shouldn't be a big problem, right?" Halfway through the words, Heng Heng remembered the situation of the ordinary team members Zhang Cheng introduced to him just now, and changed his tone. He slowly squatted down, clasped his fists with his hands, and looked down at the ground Shan. Something, he said with worry in his words: "The bee swarm is a problem." "Master, is there anything you can do?" Zhang Cheng put down the unconscious wounded man and squatted next to Heng Heng. After the two walked side by side, his eyes He asked hopefully. "Yes, hide them." Heng Heng still stared at the thing on the ground and gave the answer without raising his head. "Yeah, I didn't expect that the master is still reliable." After a sudden awakening, Zhang Cheng also thought of Heng Heng's key to solving this difficult problem in front of him. It turns out that some seemingly unsolvable problems are quite easy to solve after changing the angle. "Over there." Zhang Cheng turned his head to indicate whether the master was referring to the peach land in the dust. "No, you can't get in from the outside, don't worry about what's inside. Dig a hole and hide here." "Okay." Heng Heng's simple answer solved the worries that had been weighing in his heart, and his mood began to feel better. Zhang Cheng's rare curiosity arose, and he stretched out his fingers to fiddle with the small soil nest that the master had been staring at. "Master, what are you looking at?" Heng Heng didn't stop the reckless Zhang Cheng from poking the ground with his fingers. He already had a guess about what was buried under the loose soil, but before he could take action, Zhang Cheng, a clumsy guy, stretched out his claws. , since it’s not dangerous anyway, let him dig it. "Well, there's nothing." Zhang Cheng poked his finger into the small hole in the ground, but found nothing strange on his fingertips. "No, there is something hard." Thinking about the importance of the master, Zhang Cheng felt that there must be something in the soil. He raised his fingers and lifted up the ground randomly like an excavator digging the ground. Finally, when the small pit was completely changed beyond recognition, Zhang Cheng's fingertips touched something hard deep at the bottom of the pit. "Uh, what is this? The crystal on the top of the queen bee's head was broken into pieces." He inserted it diagonally, lifted it up, and then shook off the mud with skillful force. Zhang Cheng, who was a little showy, saw a crystal lying on his fingertips. A shiny little thing. "It's a spar, but it's not the one on the top of the Queen Bee's head. This one is full of spiritual energy and the whole thing is crystal clear." After discovering the fluctuations of spiritual energy in the soil under his feet, Heng Heng, who had been using his spiritual sense to detect it, looked at it. After clearing the thing in front of him, and quickly scanning the "contact wire", he understood what this thing was. "Spars are so small. I always thought they were big. This one is so small. What can it do?" Zhang Cheng, who was curious and disgusted, regretted that the one he found was too small, not much bigger than a grain of rice. There is absolutely no place to save this "spar". Even if you hold it in your hand, it will definitely slip through your fingers if you are not careful. Now that Zhang Cheng is almost clean and the two masters seem to have lost their storage skills, they still use this newly discovered little thing. There's really no good way to preserve it. "What are you looking at?" Zhang Cheng was a little troubled, and while Heng Heng was deep in thought, a familiar voice came into the ears of the two of them from far to near. "Ha, crunchy little stone, give it to me, give it to me." Haha was approaching quickly. After wandering around for a long time without finding any missing team members, he saw his senior brother and Zhang Cheng squatting together. As if he was muttering something, he immediately flew over. Compared to searching aimlessly in vain, Haha felt that it would be more fun for senior brother and Zhang Cheng.