Wan Lin led the little monk to follow Zhang Wa and the others a hundred meters behind. While Wan Lin ran forward, he secretly paid attention to the movements of the little monk beside him.
At this time, he already understood that this kid really didn't need to take care of himself. Every time this kid settled, he accurately landed on the tangled grass roots or the roots of the trees in front. The kid's feet were on the ground and it was like a
It's like running on the tip of the grass, with extremely light and agile movements.
This shows that this kid not only has excellent light skills, but also has rich experience in walking in mountains and swamps. This kid has indeed received training from Master Changtian in the swamp. Wan Lin secretly praised in his heart and accelerated to run towards the swamp ahead.
Wan Lin and the others ran forward for more than twenty kilometers in the muddy swamp. At this time, Wan Lin saw a grassland appear in the swamp ahead. He saw that the sun had reached its top and he was about to order the grass in front.
Rest on the dough.
He knew that moving in the swamp was extremely exhausting. Once everyone was exhausted and could not concentrate, an accident might occur in this wet and soft mud.
Just when the order was about to issue, "Be careful!" A scream suddenly sounded behind Wan Lin and the others. Wan Lin and the little monk around him rushed into a weed in front and turned their heads and looked back.
Behind a shiny puddle behind, Kong Dazhuang was throwing the machine gun in his hand to the wind knife on the side. His legs were already sinking to his knees, and Wang Dali on the side was stretching out the machine gun in his hand.
Kong Dazhuang threw out the machine gun in his hand, and then grabbed the muzzle that Dali reached out. At this time, Feng Dao grabbed the machine gun thrown by Dazhuang, shouting anxiously, "Let's go down quickly, don't struggle."
When Wan Lin and the little monk saw Da Zhuang sinking into the mud, they turned around and ran backwards. The little monk ran and shouted, "Senior Brother Da Zhuang, hurry up... and lie down quickly!"
The boy ran fast in the mud. He then ran to a dead tree that was horizontally crossed in a puddle. He bent down and picked up the dead tree nearly two meters long. He then grabbed one of the dead trees with both hands and vigorously pushed the force of the dead trees.
The dead tree swung up and threw the dead tree in his hand towards Kong Dazhuang who was trapped in the mud.
The boy threw out the dead tree vigorously, and his body tilted and fell horizontally into the puddle with black light on the side. At this time, Wan Lin saw the little monk throwing out the dead tree, and he immediately shouted at the Feng Dazhuo and the others standing close to Kong Dazhuang.
Said "Be careful!"
As soon as he roared, he saw the little monk fall into the mud. A sudden light appeared in his eyes, he kicked the mud hard, and his body rushed to the side.
He pounced over the little monk, and his left hand suddenly poked downwards, grabbed the little monk from the water surface, and then fell into the grass next to the puddle in inertia. The two of them fell to the ground and looked back.
Just now, when Kong Dazhuang was advanced to the mud, Wang Dali and Feng Dao, who were following Dazhuang, had already turned around quickly. Feng Dao grabbed the machine gun thrown out by Dazhuang, and Dali quickly stretched out the machine gun barrel in his hand, causing it to be
Kong Dazhuang, who had the mud sunk to his knees, grabbed his gun barrel.
Feng Dao immediately threw the machine gun at Xiaoya with the help of Dazhuang's machine gun. "Xiaoya, catch it!" He then hugged Dali's back, and the two of them grabbed Dali's machine gun and pulled it back hard.
At this moment, Feng Dao and Dali's feet then disappeared into the already soft mud. Lingling next to her was shocked, and she quickly shouted, "Old Feng, Dali, let go!" Xiaoya also grabbed the side of her
Feng Dao shouted loudly, "Let go quickly."
Both of them knew that if Feng Dao and Dali did not release the machine gun in time, they would probably be brought into the soft mud by Dazhuang, which was sinking in the mud. Not only would Dazhuang not be saved, but he would also be
Let the rescue Fengshao and Dali fall into danger.
With Xiaoya and Lingling's rapid screams, Kong Dazhuang, who was trapped in the mud, could see at a glance that Feng Dao and Dali's feet had fallen into the mud. He quickly loosened the barrel of his tightly clenched and shouted,
Lao Feng, Dali, don’t worry about me!”
At this time, Feng Dao was holding Dali and pulling Kong Dazhuang outwards hard. At this time, he saw Dazhuang suddenly let go of the barrel of Dali, and he immediately roared, "Are you looking for death?"
At this moment, Dazhuang had already sank down, and in a blink of an eye, his thighs had already penetrated into the soft mud under his body. Feng Dali and Dali's ankles had also been buried in the mud, and the two of them followed the loss of force on the machine gun.
Zhong, fell backwards. Xiaoya and Lingling saw Feng Dao suddenly fall backwards, and they quickly reached out to hug them.
At the critical moment, Wan Lin's roar suddenly came from the front, "Be careful!" In Wan Lin's roar, a black shadow was already flying towards this area with the sound of the wind.
Feng Dao and Dali, who had just gained a foothold, looked up and saw a thick dead tree flying over. Wan Lin was grabbing the little monk in the air and swept through a puddle.
They were overjoyed and immediately understood that it was the little monk in front of them that threw out the dead wood in time. Feng Daoli and Dali didn't care that they had fallen into the mud. They stretched out their right hands almost at the same time while leaning back, slapped the dead wood flying with one palm on the flying dead wood.
The dead wood immediately flew towards Kong Dazhuang in the mud, and the two of them shouted in unison, "Dazhuang, catch it!"
At this moment, Xiaoya and Lingling were already holding Feng Dadao and Dali's back and pulling them back. At this time, Zhang Wa and others around were already running from the muddy swamp like flying, and the few of them were stern.
Grasp the Feng Da Li and Da Li, and then pulled the Feng Da Li out, who had been trapped in the mud on his knees.
At this time, the dead wood was shot out by the wind knife and the big force, and the flying knife was accurate in front of Dazhuang. The dead wood fell into the mud and immediately splashed a piece of black mud spots. The sludge splashed everywhere like snowflakes, and the splashing mud water "cracked and crackled".
"Falling on the faces of the people around him."
Kong Dazhuang, who had already fallen into his thighs, was overjoyed when he saw the dead wood falling from the sky. He hugged the dead wood in front of him, and then lay on the dead wood floating on the mud. His body, which was sinking, suddenly stopped.
Go down.
At this time, Zhang Wa and Yu Wen Feng saw that Da Zhuang had stopped sinking. They quickly took out a bundle of ropes from their backpacks, then raised their hands and threw one end of the rope towards Kong Da Zhuang. Zhang Wa shouted, "Da Zhuang, catch it!"
"Da Zhuang quickly raised his hand and caught the two ropes flying in, and then hugged the dead wood under him tightly.
Zhang Wa and his friends stood on a slightly dry grassland. They pulled Kong Dazhuang out of the mud with great effort. At this time, Wan Lin had already led the little monk to come.
Wan Lin saw that Da Zhuang had stood up safely, mud and water were ticking downwards, and black mud was covered with black mud. He frowned and scolded, "Da Zhuang, why are you so careless?" -