In a daze, Baomu felt something wet sliding on his cheek.
The pain seems to have subsided a bit.
Baomu shook his head, blinked, and saw everything in front of him clearly.
The child of light whined and cried, licking his master's face while shedding tears.
"Are you okay? Is something wrong?" Ah Zhen's anxious voice sounded from the other side.
Baomu's limbs are still a little weak, "I...have I been fainted for a long time?"
"No, no, it's only a few minutes." Seeing Baomu wake up, Ah Zhen hurriedly lifted him up with one arm, "The man is gone, we have to run quickly."
Only then did Baomu notice that the tree hole and the man in black in front of the tree hole had disappeared, replaced by a human-shaped silhouette emerging from the tree trunk.
That man would rather become a tree man than reveal the identity of the fourth man.
What did he say last?
Baomu frowned as he recalled.
He said they all had to die.
What happens next?
The next sentence became a blur in Bao Mu's ears. He didn't hear it clearly and naturally he couldn't remember it.
"Azhen, remember..."
"Stop talking, we have to run quickly!" Ah Zhen looked back and said, "The Yeshu people are all awake, we have to get out of here as soon as possible!..."
The sound of rustling was approaching, and Baomu could distinguish the excitement of the night trees foraging for food from the sound of the rubbing branches and leaves.
"Can you leave?"
"I..." Baomu took a step forward and immediately collapsed and almost fell over.
"Forget it, I'll carry you."
Azhen neatly threw Baomu behind him, stretched out his thin long legs, and ran towards the only direction not surrounded by Ye Shu.
Ye Shu's moving speed was very slow, and A Zhen's escape speed was top-notch. The two quickly escaped from the encirclement of the tree canopy. While bathing in the moonlight, the Son of Light's armor finally appeared. Although this armor
It's fake, but it can still scare Ye Shu, who is not very intelligent. Ye Shu no longer approaches, but moves behind them reluctantly.
The night wind flowed in the ears, and Ah Zhen's soft hair swept Bao Mu's face.
On the horizon, a wisp of lavender clouds appeared.
It's almost dawn.
The sunlight spread across the sky, and the phantom of the armor on the Son of Light disappeared little by little. A Zhen's footsteps gradually slowed down, and there was no longer the rustle of the night trees moving around him.
Ah Zhen gasped and looked back.
"We are safe..."
He stood still, bent over and gasping for air.
Baomu's temples stopped tingling, and the strength returned to his body, "Azhen, put me down..."
"Can you?"
"It's okay, I'm okay," Baomu waved his hand, looking at Ah Zhen's exhausted appearance, feeling guilty, "You can go over there and take a rest."
Ah Zhen was so tired that he couldn't even speak. He nodded, walked towards the big tree pointed by Bao Mu, and sat down next to the root of the tree.
Morning is approaching, and the surrounding jungle is still in a quiet atmosphere before waking up. There is a rich azure mist floating in the air. The Son of Light hums and leans into Baomu's arms. Baomu pats its little head and supports it.
He stood up leaning against the tree trunk.
"You rest first, I'll walk around and check."
"Wait a minute, can you?" Ah Zhen struggled to stand up, but Bao Mu pushed him back to the root of the tree. "What happened to you just now? Are you okay now?"
"Just now... I suddenly had a headache, maybe it was a migraine," Baomu patted Azhen on the shoulder, "Don't move, I'll just walk around here, don't worry."
Ah Zhen was still worried, but at Bao Mu's insistence, he still sat where he was and watched Bao Mu walk to the forest aside.
Baomu tried his best not to let Ah Zhen leave his sight. He walked around in the woods and stood among the trees to look at Ah Zhen. As expected, Ah Zhen's eyes were also on him. He waved to Ah Zhen, and the two of them
They all smiled in relief.
Then, Ah Zhen pointed to himself, leaned against the big tree behind him, closed his eyes, and signaled to Bao Mu: I'm going to sleep then.
Go to sleep, go to sleep.
Baomu smiled and walked away.
Baomu went around in a circle again.
Very good, there is no other people's smell around, and it will be dawn soon. Although the smell of the night trees is still lingering around, there should be no danger.
Baomu shivered in the early morning breeze, and the Son of Light also shivered, whining and shrinking back between Baomu's lapels.
Let’s take one last turn...
Baomu looked around and saw that there was no one next to the big tree where A Zhen rested. He sighed, A Zhen really couldn't take any time off.
He walked back to the open space and called softly, "Azhen!"
No answer.
The uneasiness in Baomu's heart surged again. He quickened his pace and walked to the big tree.
That's not right.
Baomu felt that his body was getting cold.
The smell of Ah Zhen is still here.
But...what about others?
No way.
Cold sweat broke out on Baomu's forehead. He looked around quickly, "Azhen!"
He raised his voice.
"Azhen!——"
Only his own call echoed in the forest.
His eyes returned to the tree.
As if in response to his gaze, the tree started to tremble. At the same time, the Son of Light jumped out of Baomu's arms and roared at the tree as fiercely as last night.
Baomu felt his heart falling. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
Impossible...impossible.
The next second, the tree twisted its trunk... and a black tree hole appeared.
With a swish sound, Ye Shu spit out the person who was about to be completely swallowed by it.
Ah Zhen was lying on the ground, his long-discolored white shirt lifted up, covering his messy long hair.
"Azhen!" Baomu cried and rushed over, pulling Azhen's arm hard, "How...how..."
Ah Zhen's expression was still a bit dazed, with patches of black and white on his delicate and delicate face. He raised his eyes, looked at Baomu, looked at the Son of Light who was screaming loudly behind Baomu, and then looked back at him.
The tree behind him seemed to have just realized what had happened.
He opened his mouth, and for a long time, he pulled out a pale smile.
"Oh... I really can't even slack off for a while."
"Azhen, how are your legs? Climb out as hard as you can, and I'll pull you out..."
Ah Zhen shook his head, "If the catfish can't do anything, what can we do?"
"It's all my fault..." Baomu hugged Ah Zhen's upper body with all his strength, his voice full of tears, "I shouldn't have left you here, I shouldn't have... It's all my fault... Ah Zhen..."
"Now that things have happened..." Ah Zhen stared at his legs that were gradually sinking into the tree hole. After a while, he raised his head and looked at Baomu, "It seems there is no other way. Baomu, can I ask you for two things?"