(Chapter 1 is here.)

Hearing the huge explosion-like sound, Ba Xiaolan and Zhang Lang's faces looked very ugly.

The two looked into the distance and saw dust rolling over there, and it was hard to see what was going on.

Both of them were tightly clenched.

"Go away!" A few seconds later, Zhang Lang urged Ba Xiaolan to say.

Ba Xiaolan showed hesitation: "But..."

Zhang Lang looked serious and determined: "Let's go, it's useless for us to wait here. If... she is fine, she will definitely catch up."

Ba Xiaolan was silent for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, let's go!"

So the two turned around and ran to the east quickly.

Ba Xiaolan still couldn't help but turn her head to look behind from time to time, but Old Lady Xi never appeared in her sight, and her heart gradually sinks.

Zhang Lang carried Xie Lin on his back, and was busy rushing the road without distraction, and did not dare to have any other ideas.

Although his physical strength is pretty good, he is an ordinary person after all. Although Xie Lin is not fat, he is not small. Zhang Lang ran wildly with him on his back, and soon became panting and dry mouth.

But he still gritted his teeth and walked hard, not daring and unwilling to slack off at all.

He also knew that Old Lady Xi would definitely be in danger at this time. If they did not arrive at the Black City as soon as possible, their situation would definitely not be safe.

However, his physical strength was limited after all. Although he was not willing to do so, after running thousands of meters in one breath, he felt exhausted, his speed could not help but drop, and his breathing was as heavy as a cow's panting.

Ba Xiaolan also saw that Zhang Lang was not strong enough, so she asked Zhang Lang to put Xie Lin down and let her carry it for a while.

But Zhang Lang didn't say anything, and still gritted his teeth and persevered, rushing the road.

However, after less than a few dozen seconds of running, his feet finally became weak and he fell to the ground with Xie Lin.

Ba Xiaolan couldn't help but be shocked and hurriedly chased after her.

Zhang Lang struggled to get up from the ground, and immediately went to help Xie Lin beside him.

Sherryn was still motionless and had no reaction.

Although his consciousness is still in a state, his body still seems to be not his own and cannot move at all.

Now he could only feel severe pain everywhere in his body, which was so painful that he could not help but faint, and he felt that life was worse than death.

This time, he deeply felt that it was actually such a happy thing that he lost consciousness when he blindly solved the soul-chasing needle of the King of Hell on Xiaoyun Mountain.

Zhang Lang checked Xie Lin and found that several golden needles on Xie Lin's body did not fall off. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but immediately lay down on the ground.

"What's wrong? Why are you so careless?" Ba Xiaolan asked anxiously, checking Xie Lin again.

"I don't have the strength." Zhang Lang smiled bitterly and said breathlessly.

"Idiot, didn't you let me stop and me to recite it for a while?" Ba Xiaolan gave Zhang Lang a blank look.

However, Zhang Lang smiled bitterly again and did not speak.

"Get up quickly and help Alin on my back!" Ba Xiaolan urged.

Zhang Lang struggled to stand up again, but then he carried Xie Lin on his back.

"You?!" Ba Xiaolan couldn't help but feel a little angry.

"I'll do it. You can't run fast even if you carry Alin on your back." Zhang Lang said, and ran again in a small step.

"Slow down! Don't be too anxious!" A trace of helplessness flashed across Ba Xiaolan's face, and she hurriedly chased after him.

Zhaochao had already jumped off Zhang Lang's shoulder and ran in the front.

Before running far, Zhang Lang was panting again and slowed down again.

Several times, Xiaochao stopped to wait for Zhang Lang, and shouted at Zhang Lang a few times, looking very anxious.

Ba Xiaolan advised Zhang Lang to put Xie Lin down and let her recite it for a while.

But Zhang Lang still refused and just ran.

After running for more than a thousand meters in one breath, Zhang Lang finally exhausted again and stopped.

After Ba Xiaolan's persuasion, he put Xie Lin down, but said to Ba Xiaolan: "Aren't you afraid of blood? A Lin's body is full of blood."

As he said that, he also pointed to his back. The back of his T-shirt was dyed red by Xie Lin's blood, which looked shocking.

But Ba Xiaolan gave Zhang Lang a blank look, and then she carried Xie Lin alone: ​​"Can you still care about so much now?"

As she said that, she ran out.

"Slow down, look at the way!" Zhang Lang couldn't help but remind.

As he said that, he couldn't help looking down at his feet.

Even he himself didn't know when the shoes on his right foot disappeared.

It was probably because he fell down just now, and even his shoes fell off. He was busy with his journey and had no time to care about it.

Seeing that Ba Xiaolan was running farther and farther away with Xie Lin on his back, he quickly retracted his thoughts, smiled bitterly, and chased after him.

And as he said, Ba Xiaolan's physical strength was ultimately incomparable to him. After running less than a hundred meters, she was already out of breath and slowed down.

"Slow down." Zhang Lang said hurriedly: "If you don't have the strength, just change me. Don't force yourself, be careful of your feet."

"I understand, stop talking nonsense!" Ba Xiaolan said, then gritted her teeth and buried her head.

Zhang Lang didn't dare to say anything more and followed Ba Xiaolan silently.

Ba Xiaolan walked three or four hundred meters behind Xie Lin's back, and finally stopped.

But she refused to let Xie Lin go, and Zhang Lang advised her, but she said she should not let Xie Lin move too often, so as not to pull his wound and aggravate his injuries.

After resting for half a minute, she continued on her back with Xie Lin.

But after walking less than a hundred meters, she could no longer hold on and finally put Xie Lin down.

"Come on me quickly." Zhang Lang quickly carried Xie Lin on his back and ran out quickly.

But before he could take a few steps, he suddenly screamed and fell to the ground with Xie Lin.

Ba Xiaolan, who was panting heavily behind her hips, couldn't help but change her face and quickly chased after her: "What's wrong?"

"Don't come over!"

Zhang Lang shouted loudly.

Ba Xiaolan couldn't help but be stunned for a moment and stopped immediately.

She looked carefully and found that there were many fine green grass wrapped around Zhang Lang's feet.

The green grass was like seaweed, wrapped around Zhang Lang's feet, and it was still twisting like a thin snake, as if it was wrapped around it.

And these green grasses are still being twisted tightly. Although they look thin, they are amazingly powerful and as tough as iron wires. Zhang Lang feels as if countless flexible threads are wrapped around his feet and are constantly tightening, making him unable to help but scream in pain.

But in desperation, Zhang Lang quickly calmed down, turned over, reached out to grab the grass wrapped around his feet, pulled it hard, and tore the grass off.

However, Ba Xiaolan exclaimed again.
Chapter completed!