My host is cold and scumbag

Yue Qiu pulled off everyone's hoods. He counted the heads, recognized them, and said in horror: "..., Master He!! Master Yang is missing!! Everyone else is here!!"

He Chengwu vomited a lot of sour water. Hearing that only Yang Taisui was left alone, he closed his eyes tightly and muttered a few dirty words through gritted teeth. He turned his head and said, "Brother Shousheng."

"It's tied too tightly." Shousheng frowned deeply. The thumb-thick hemp rope was tied very tightly. Shousheng thought for a moment: "This should be the gravekeeper."

He Chengwu exhaled and adjusted his breathing very quickly. He asked: "What tomb is here?"

Shousheng shook his head, and He Chengwu said helplessly: "It's impossible that there really is such a person as the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit?"

Shousheng hummed, "What if?"

He Chengwu stopped talking, but the most important thing now was how to escape.

There were no sharp weapons around, and they couldn't pull the rope apart even if they stood back to back. They had no strength at all. After struggling for a long time, He Chengwu was exhausted, and finally he leaned on the back of a brother and gave up the idea of ​​saving himself.

Now that three people were missing from his team, Huang Yan's people would probably have a hard time too. He didn't believe that these people would only attack one team.

These people are very good at hunting and are very patient. Yang Qiu's disappearance made He Chengwu very upset, and he and Huang Yan separated directly. Zhao Xinyun also disappeared, and Shousheng was implicated with him.

He Chengwu was very spineless and thought of the black hat again.

He gritted his teeth and tried hard to get rid of the thought in shame, but he couldn't.

After all, he couldn't contact Black Hat now. But it was undeniable that the sense of security Black Hat had was really hard to describe.

Think again and think again....

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Yang Taisui turned off the flashlight and rolled out as he staggered backwards. He Chengwu's voice yelled at him to run, so he stood up and ran regardless of the pain. His mind was blank now, and he could only run out.

Yang Taisui turned off the flashlight tremblingly. He was surrounded by the thick darkness and the noise not far away. His breathing became heavy. In this sudden change and He Chengwu's shouting, his body staggered back involuntarily. He fell hard and did a backflip. Pain came from all over his body, but he didn't care about it because He Chengwu's anxious and urgent shouting echoed in his ears - "Run!"

These two words penetrated Yang Taisui's nerves like an electric current, awakening his instinctive desire to survive. He clenched his teeth, endured the discomfort in his body, and used all his strength to support his trembling body. He began to run aimlessly in any direction.

He didn't know how long he ran until he couldn't run anymore and was tripped by a branch. He lay on the ground, gasping for breath. The chirping of insects around him made him unable to help but call out He Chengwu's name.

"Da Wu..."

But when he thought of the previous scene, he immediately stopped talking. In the end, he could only look around, and he was completely confused. What should he do now? Yes, he should save Da Wu and Xiao Qiu, but he didn't know how to save them.

He seems to be lost...What should I do if I am lost?

Why is he such a waste!!!

He stood up by holding onto the tree. Pain surged through his body, especially his legs. He gritted his teeth and walked forward again.

"Run to the left."

This sudden sound made Yang Taisui's heart tighten, and fear surged into his heart instantly, almost breaking through his tense nerves, making him want to almost scream. But he still trembled and endured it.

"who is it??"

The voice just now seemed like an illusion. Yang Taisui's question no longer received a response. He trembled with his teeth: "Hey, who are you? Speak."

In the silence, there was only the sound of leaves rubbing against each other, and occasionally the sound of insects chirping, which came and went. In such an atmosphere, Yang Taisui's heart was tightly gripped by an inexplicable fear. His breathing became rapid and unstable, and his voice trembled with fear. He murmured to himself, his words full of helplessness and begging: "Don't scare me... Don't scare me..."

Left left...

These words kept echoing in the mind of the bewildered Yang Taisui.

"Okay, okay, I'll go to the left, don't scare me..."

Yang Taisui almost rolled and crawled through the trees. He didn't know how long he ran like this. Suddenly there was light in front of him. Yang Taisui thought it was Huang Yan in front of him. He was very surprised and rushed out of the woods. When he raised his eyes and looked at them, they were all unfamiliar faces.

He turned pale again.

How could it be....there is someone else.

This group of people were well-equipped and there were quite a few of them. He stepped back a few steps and someone came over. Yang Taisui didn't run away because there were strangers here. After all, in their current situation, if someone asked Yang Taisui to ask for help, it would be a blessing from God...

But here, at a glance, most of the people have white hair.

Yang Taisui didn't know why, but he subconsciously wanted to run.

"Yang Taisui?"

A puzzled and unexpected voice came from the depths of the tent, and a man walked out slowly, his silver hair fluttering gently as he moved. When his eyes, which seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, met Yang Taisui, Yang Taisui swallowed nervously.

"I've heard of your name for a long time, Master Yang." The man approached Yang Taisui, extended his hand, and smiled slyly yet gently: "Let me introduce myself, I'm Ying."

The name sounded familiar. After thinking for a long time, Yang Taisui swallowed and said, "I've heard of it. So you are the leader of Xu Kun?"

Ying heard that Xu Kun seemed a little disappointed. He shook his head and sighed: "That's all in the past."

He stared at Yang Taisui, and tried to make his tone more friendly to reduce the sense of oppression that was inadvertently emanating. But for Yang Taisui, no matter how Ying tried to get close to him, his natural edge still inadvertently revealed an aggression that could not be ignored, making him even breathe cautiously.

This man was extremely handsome. His height and appearance were stunning and eye-catching. His temperament and aura immediately reminded him of Zhao Xinyu. They felt very similar.

But the man's external conditions are too perfect and too deliberate...

Unlike Zhao Xinyun, upon closer inspection, she is not as delicate as an ordinary girl, nor as tough as a man. Her temper is also unpredictable and more casual.

While Yang Taisui was sizing up Ying, the man was approaching him. He looked around and asked in confusion: "Master Yang, why are you here alone? Where are the others?"

Hearing this, Yang Taisui took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and mustered up his courage: "Are you here to look for Fifteen?"

Ying shook his head: "No."

Yang Taisui looked at Ying, and Ying smiled: "I'm here to look for that woman in your team."