Ji Wennuan looked at Lu Mingcang. She knew that what he was saying was the truth, but she still couldn't help but feel lucky.

What if the fooling is successful?

"I should have asked Sanger just now, how did the Witch Clan leader rescue the deer?"

No matter how you think about Ji Wennuan, it is incredible and impossible.

Lu Mingcang said with no certainty: "It may be related to blood. The witch clan is good at raising Gu. The worms they raise with blood can make other insects and ants obey and surrender."

"Just like Xiao Hei?"

Lu Mingcang nodded, "Yes, Zheng Xiujin's dark horse should not be as simple as it comes from Xuefeng Mountain. He is likely to be from the Witch Clan."

Ji Wennuan frowned, "I think I should bring him back, maybe he knows the way to go in and out of the witch clan."

Qin Yichen took a step forward and continued, "If you bring him, he is likely to be recognized and taken away. It is right not to bring him. Let's go, Solo is urging him there. If you want to be afraid, close your eyes and lean on me."

Qin Yichen wanted to meet the leader of the witch clan earlier and asked about Ji Wennuan's situation.

"What the Fourth Master said makes sense. After hearing what the Fourth Master said, I think it is the wisest decision to keep Xiao Hei in Nantang Town."

Ji Wennuan put his hands on Qin Yichen's neck and lay obediently on him, "I closed my eyes, Fourth Master, let's go."

Lu Mingcang listened to Ji Wennuan's somewhat "pretentious" coquettish voice, and watched her lying on Qin Yichen's shoulder, soft like a kitten, and the envy in his heart surged out again.

She only looks like Qin Yichen.

Qin Yichen was still walking in front, and Lu Mingcang followed closely behind.

Qin Yi took two steps, looked back at Ji Wennuan, and asked her in a low voice: "What are you tied to your waist?"

When Lu Mingcang heard Qin Yichen's question, he also touched his waist. He looked at the two people in front of him, not knowing what he was thinking, and his lips curled up slightly, with a faint smile.

Ji Wennuan giggled, "To protect yourself just in case, it seems that it is probably not useful now."

While the two were talking, Qin Yichen had already stepped onto the bridge.

Ji Wennuan opened her eyes, her eyelashes trembled, she hugged Qin Yichen tightly, and looked to the side.

Countless poisonous snakes, insects and ants circling together, densely packed, each of them extremely fierce, full of combat power, making people's scalp numb.

Ji Wennuan controlled her discomfort, but her hand holding Qin Yichen's neck was unconsciously tighter.

"Ji Wennuan, are you going to murder your husband?"

Before, Qin Yichen, who had always been unhappy, suddenly said something.

Ji Wennuan was stunned for a moment, and soon reacted and let go of Qin Yichen's neck, "When did the Fourth Master learn to joke?"

Ji Wennuan knew that Qin Yichen was trying to divert her attention.

"Close your eyes if you are afraid."

"We have a suspension bridge. If I am so scared that I dare not open my eyes, then... I have to control my fear because of fear. The more I am afraid, the more I need to look at it. If I get used to it, I won't be afraid."

Ji Wennuan's tone was very firm, and she looked down again as she said that although she would divert her eyes uncontrollably, the time she would force herself to look down would be longer.

"Second Master, are you not afraid at all? My scalp is tight."

They cannot see a snake in the city where they live outside for many years.

"I have seen venomous snakes, insects and ant nests when I was in the field of training in the army, but this is the first time that it is such a large scale, and my scalp is numb. The suspension bridge is very strong, and even if it carries hundreds of people, there will be no problem. Only the three of us will not happen. Even if something really happens, we will be together now and die with you, and there is no fear."

Ji Wennuan laughed sweetly, "My fourth master is getting more and more able to speak."

Qin Yichen raised the corner of his mouth very much, "Generally, this kind of thing is afraid of fire. If you pour gasoline on it - but that's not feasible."

Qin Yichen did not continue to say it, but Ji Wennuan already understood what he meant.

If you pour gasoline on and then burn it with fire, the ending of these things is no different from that of modern people cremation, and in the end it is a piece of ashes.

But the Mo people did not mine gasoline, and even if there were, this obviously wouldn't work.

Doing this is no longer apart, but a direct declaration of war with the witch clan.

Not to mention that Ji Wennuan has something to ask for, even if there is no such thing as the witch clan and her, she will never be able to do that.

However, Qin Yichen's words reduced her fear in her heart a little.

While talking, several people walked across the suspension bridge.

Ji Wennuan lay on Qin Yichen's back and looked back. The stone wall opposite was full of crawling animals, leaving no gaps.

Although I have looked at it a lot, every time I look at it, I still feel goosebumps all over my body are about to stand up, and I can't help but worry that if I fall down, I will immediately become a pile of bones.

If a person dies, he will sooner or later become a pile of bones, but this way of death is too painful and tragic.

When Solo saw Ji Wennuan and the others coming, he went up to meet him, "How do you feel about the lady?"

Ji Wennuan's face was a little pale, and her palms were covered with thin sweat. She asked Solo, "What do you think?"

What is this problem?

How do you feel? Can you feel good if you first meet this kind of scene?

What kind of pervert is that?

"If this is replaced by other ladies of the Mo tribe, they probably fainted from scare. The ladies are already very brave."

Ji Wennuan absolutely agrees with this.

For those daughters who are serving at home and taking a carriage when they go out, and are pampered, they will definitely faint when they see this picture, especially those with intensive phobia.

But this praise has no practical significance to her.

"Where do you come from so many of these things? You said this was the formation of the ancestors of the witch clan. This means that they have been trapped under for a long time. What do they usually eat? Also, aren't you worried that they will climb up?"

"It should have been almost two thousand years. After the war between the Witch Clan and the Mo Clan failed, the ancestors of the Witch Clan caught many insects, ants, and poisonous snakes in order to protect our last home. At that time, due to the war, the Witch Clan's prime ministers almost died. Later, in order to catch these things, some older women in our Witch Clan also died. Many people died. This formation was made up of those insects and their corpses."
Chapter completed!