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In the mountains as autumn approaches, branches and foliage become withered and fallen leaves are everywhere.

Zhao Chuyu walked with difficulty on the path opened in advance by the bodyguards, observing the surrounding environment.

As more and more rotten leaves appeared on the mountain, there were more and more signs of snakes and insects.

She had seen the power of venomous snakes in the wild since she was a child, so she was extremely vigilant. She held a stick she picked up on the road and swept it across the mountain covered with dead yellow leaves.

This is to prevent snakes from hiding under the dead leaves and waiting for their prey.

If you get bitten here, the consequences will be disastrous.

Qi Jinan carried her backpack and walked side by side with her.

His cold eyes seemed to carry sharp ice blades, sweeping across the untouched mountains and forests.

This place is too desolate and there are countless dangers hidden in the dark. It is not suitable for girls to set foot here.

If he hadn't come this time, wouldn't his little Chuyu have to forge the path alone?

Thinking that the hypocrite Lin Lei would travel with her, she felt angry.

The bodyguard following behind him immediately felt like he had stepped into the underworld, with gusts of cold wind.

The bodyguard leader who was leading the way in front of them looked up at the sun in the sky in confusion, which seemed to be covered by something, and thought to himself: Why is it getting colder the further we go? This tomb is too weird.

Zhao Chuyu was not affected at all, and his whole mind was on the instruction map in his hand.

This is a "map" drawn in advance, with the exact entrance to the emperor's tomb marked on it.

But she had already followed the instructions and walked for more than half an hour, but she didn't see any landmark objects, let alone an entrance.

How is this going?

Noticing something unusual, she immediately stopped and looked around the woods shrouded in a light mist.

If the direction is correct, this should be the psychedelic forest.

As the name suggests, the psychedelic forest is a place where there is fog that persists all year round and can easily make people lose their way.

She had looked up relevant information and found that this phenomenon was caused by the presence of Huanling flowers that released white gas.

The Ringing Spirit Flower itself is not poisonous, nor does it cause any harm to the human body, but the Soul-Loss Grass that accompanies it can cause people to have hallucinations, lose their minds, and even magnify the scenes they least want to face in their hearts.

Her thoughts flashed through her mind, and when she thought of this, she immediately looked up at Qi Jinan who was not wearing a mask.

Among the ten people in the group, including bodyguards, she was the only one wearing a mask and did not inhale too much of the fragrance released by the soul-lost grass.

She was about to open her mouth to remind them, but it was too late.

The fog around them became thicker and thicker, and the bodyguards guarding in front and behind were nowhere to be seen.

Visibility was less than one metre.

Qi Jinan had been following her closely, and the two were very close to each other, so they were not affected by the fog and did not get separated.

But at this moment, something was wrong with him. His eyes were cold and dark, as if they contained ice that could freeze the entire world.

It is also mixed with deep disgust and evil.

He seemed to have lost his sanity, staring at her with eyes that were dull and as thick as ink.

Zhao Chuyu felt a sense of crisis as if she was being stared at by a wild beast. Her small hand holding the stick was clenched tightly, and the capillaries on the back of her white and tender hand were clearly visible.

The paper in her other hand was also crumpled into a ball by her.

Her charming eyes were filled with tension and her feet moved slightly backwards.

What happened to Qi Jinan?

She tried to call him, "Qi Jinan, what's wrong with you?"

After saying that, he quietly took a small step back.

It was his eagle-like eyes that made her scalp tingle.

He seemed to sense that she was about to escape, and the next second, he suddenly grabbed her neck with one hand, pursed his lips, and said nothing.

Zhao Chuyu was suddenly choked. She was so frightened that she dropped the stick and drawings in her hands and held his big hand that was holding her neck tightly with both hands.

He used a lot of force, as if he had some blood feud, and it was so tight that she had difficulty breathing.

"Qi...Jin'an, wake up...wake up, let go."

Her face quickly turned red due to lack of oxygen, and her strong desire to survive made her kick him directly at the knee.

He loosened his grip a little because of the pain, and Zhao Chuyu quickly took the opportunity to break free from his grip, staggered away a few steps, and supported his body by holding onto the thick tree trunk.

She raised her little hand to touch her neck which was covered with red marks, and a violent cough came out of her little mouth.

“Cough… cough… cough…”

If she didn't know that Qi Jinan had lost his mind due to the scent of the Soul-Loss Grass, she really wanted to leave.

He really wanted to kill her just now!

What kind of illusion could have caused him to feel such hatred?

Who do you think she is?

Qi Jinan, whose knee was red from being kicked by Zhao Chuyu, was still not conscious. His fierce eyes were once again focused on her as she coughed while leaning against the tree trunk.

Like a lion that has locked onto its prey, he moved towards her step by step with a ferocious momentum.

Everything around him became a blur in his eyes.

The only thing in his eyes was his "biological mother" whom he hated so much.

The boundless blood-red color had eaten away his sanity.

His only thought at this moment was to kill the disgusting "mother" who gave birth to him!

Zhao Chuyu knew that if he really went crazy, his life would be in danger.

In order to survive and regain his consciousness, she could only endure the pain in her chest and turn around and run in the opposite direction.

She knew that Qi Jinan would definitely catch up with her.

She was terrified by his ruthlessness, as if he would not stop until he killed her.

When he wakes up, I will let him take a good look at his "masterpiece".

It was not advisable to stay here for long, so she gave it no more thought and led him towards the river where the sound of water came from.

She had memorized the "map" of the forest that she had accidentally lost, and when she heard the sound of flowing water, she felt a secret joy in her heart.

That is the direction of the southern entrance to the Emperor's Tomb.

As long as you hold on a little longer, you will be able to walk out of the psychedelic forest.

Qi Jinan, whose aura was as strong as a mountain, was still pressing forward from behind.

It was like an eagle teasing the little white rabbit who was trying to escape, with his eyes fixed on her.

His eyes were dark as if he was possessed by a demon, and frighteningly cold.

After running for several minutes, Zhao Chuyu's legs felt weak and her little face, which was wearing a mask, turned red.

Even though she had trouble breathing, she didn't dare take off her mask, for fear of inhaling the fragrance still floating in the air.

Qi Jinan didn't know how much he had inhaled, and he had lost all his rationality.

What had he experienced in the past that made him hate someone so much?

Hate it so much that you want to kill the other person.

The rugged mountain road has caused blisters on Zhao Chuyu's feet.

But she didn't dare stop, so she could only hold her breath and rush out.

When Qi Jinan saw her suddenly run, his eyes, which were colder than a cold pond, narrowed instantly, and his feet rushed forward like a shot arrow.

Women's physical fitness is naturally different from men's.

Not to mention that Zhao Chuyu no longer had much strength left.

Just as she was about to run out of the psychedelic forest, her slender waist was grabbed by an arm as hard as iron, and she spun half a circle, and her whole body was lifted into the air.

Her survival instinct made her shout without caring about her image, "Qi Jinan, I'm Zhao Chuyu, let go of me."

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