Chapter 167 Win Fast

Moving like a rabbit can no longer describe Lin He, like a fast cheetah. Every jump is wild and fierce, but it does not lose its original softness and relaxation. Under the overwhelming siege of arrows and bamboo, Lin He entered a wonderful state. He couldn't tell what it felt like. He seemed to be able to foresee many dangers from unknown directions and always dodged keenly when he seemed too late to react and was about to be hit. This is similar to the beast's innate keen perception of danger, and Lin He seems to have entered this special state at this moment.

The bamboo forest in his eyes is no longer a gentle and elegant boy. I don't know when it has turned into a fierce man with a fleshy face, holding a big axe that is still dripping blood and cutting it out crazily. It seems that it will cut off the blue day and destroy the solid place before it will give up.

With cold light in his eyes, Lin He has unconsciously entered an unknown mental state. Almost all the movements were completed subconsciously, and no thinking could be formed in his mind at all. The next second, a new attack came again, and then the thinking in his mind was broken again and began to do what he had seen and heard. Get ready. Compared with the precision of high-tech brains, Lin He can always pass by the danger.

The bright red blood splashed out with the cracks of Linhe's wounds, dyeing this supposedly quiet land. I don't know when there was no tight rhythm in the wind, as if a beautiful dance had come to an end and entered a short rest. Lin He's thinking was fortunate to be relieved. He looked blankly at the shortening of the distance from the hut in the middle of the bamboo forest. Lin He didn't even have time to breathe a sigh of relief, and a violent sense of oppression surged into his heart again.

The bleak wind always makes people feel a little thin and weak, but this time there is an exception. The original dense arrow bamboo has disappeared, replaced by a strong purple bamboo with a diameter of more than half a meter. After starting to get infinitely close to the forest hut, the formation also changed from the original quantitative attack to a new round of qualitative offensive.

The thick bamboo body cannot become a burden that hinders its speed. On the contrary, their speed does not retreat after increasing weight, and the huge momentum inevitably causes great psychological pressure on people. The sharp bamboo tip is enough to pierce the body of ordinary monks. Even the current physical realm of Linhe can't be guaranteed to withstand the thick purple bamboo running out at high speed. The original quantitative attack also allowed Lin He to bear several sharpened bamboos, but now the thick bamboo has changed its posture, and Lin He is no longer allowed to be careless.

The heavy oppression made Lin He a little breathless, but he didn't have time to adjust. Even a little slack can make him a dead soul under Takeshita. Two finging lights burst out in his eyes. Lin He once again entered a beast-like keen state and jumped out of the ground, leaving only a hundred steps away from the hut. As long as he could withstand the attack of arrows and bamboo, Lin He could find a stronghold that might be temporarily safe to rest. Of course, maybe there was hidden in the wooden house. Greater danger, but now these are no longer important to Lin He. All he has to do is move forward.

The sound of "wsh~" shocked the empty sound of the eardrums ringing around the forest river. The thick purple bamboo missed the forest river and hit the bamboo on the edge. The thriving purple bamboo was cut off by the waist, and the bamboo broken into two can be seen everywhere. In an instant, a small area with a wide view was cleared behind the forest river, leaving only half of the bamboo body standing alone, reflecting the bright red under the forest river on the ground.

The left hand pulled a flying arrow bamboo, and Lin He jumped in the same direction with its huge inertia. The center of the palm of his left hand was wiped out with a piece of flesh and blood, and the fierce friction unexpectedly scratched Lin He's skin. At this critical juncture, Lin He is not deliberately show off, but needs to do this to save his life.

I was surprised to find that the thoughts in my mind were becoming clearer and clearer. When I had a hunch that danger was coming everywhere, Lin He could even see more distant dangers. For example, Lin He just saw that there will be several arrow bamboos in front of him to form a death triangle. At his current speed, it is absolutely impossible to break through. If he retreat, he needs to face more arrow bamboos. So after having keen insight, he completed a perfect escape with a passing arrow bamboo. Gong escaped the triangle of death. While Lin He was moving close to the death zone, three bamboos with only remnants were fiercely inserted into the route he should have passed, forming a triangle.

"Uh!" Lin He had to rely on shouting to express his suppressed emotions. The terrible thing about the array is its continuous strength. At the moment when demons, monks and goblins run out of their energy, there will be no array. Unless you destroy its eyes, it will continue endlessly. If Lin He is allowed to face an enemy, then even if the other party is thoughtful, there will be a moment of mistakes. Now, the Zizhu array will obviously not give Lin He this opportunity.

Less than 30 steps away from the hut, Lin He urgently needs a little time to adjust his state. Judging from his performance, he still seems to have a lot of energy. As long as Lin He knows, the amazing resilience brought by physical success is far from being able to supply the physical consumption in a sensitive state. Many wounds on his body burst, and the flowing blood wet his slippery clothes again and again.

The bamboo forest formation changed again, and the bamboo tip under the ground began to emerge on a large scale, forcing Linhe to be more careful, and he may lose the soles of his feet that support the body. After losing his footing, Lin He had to borrow his strength with the help of passing arrow bamboo or standing bamboo. The quiet bamboo body is still half good. After all, its function is not to hurt people, but some bamboo bodies are too fragile to withstand the foot of Linhe. The accidental bamboo body has added several scars on Linhe's body, and the area is larger and larger one by one, and the blood has begun to blur the sight of Linhe River.

"Ah, ah, ah!" With an unyielding roar, Lin He is trying to find the source of his strength. Unfortunately, his strength has been dug up by him. The roar can bring him a momentary momentum, but it can't inject more power into him. I don't know if the fierce arrow bamboo was shocked by the roar of Lin He. The speed was slightly stagnant, but it was such a short relaxation that made Linhe move forward several more steps, less than ten steps away from the hut, and even the dust Linhe deposited on the window sill could be seen clearly.

Surprised, Lin He tried his best to launch the remaining power in his body. Ten steps away, Lin He believed that he could reach the hut. The explosive power of the beast exploded from the forest river, and the cheetah jumped quickly across one deadly danger after another. Closer, closer! The door of the hut is right in front of you! Reaching out your hand can push the wooden door open, and the moment before Lin He's hand touched the wooden door, the change suddenly emerged! A thick arrow bamboo flew out of the slant and hit Lin He's waist fiercely.

Although the bamboo tip did not directly penetrate Lin He's body, the sudden contact still hit Lin He's body in a short distance. Before losing consciousness, Lin He felt a pain in his head, and then heard the sound of the broken wooden door. I thought that I would feel a heavy pain when I fell to the ground, but I didn't want Lin He to collapse and faint before landing.

The unconscious world is dark, and Lin He can't tell whether this is in a dream or in reality. Looking at whether black or black has been removed, there is no second color and there is no second person. There is no wind, no problem, no light, no one, nothing that can be thought about, except yourself. Looking at the clothes soaked with blood and large or small wounds, Lin He couldn't help smiling bitterly. The purple bamboo forest array was the most dangerous array he had ever experienced, and there was no room at all. From the moment he stepped into this array, he could only passively avoid and move forward, except for the abrupt wood. There is no clue at all.

"Where's the cabin?" The blood on his body was still ticking on the ground. After the red blood fell to the ground, it seemed to evaporate and disappeared. The wound has not been treated, and it will be heart-wounding just by looking at it. However, at this moment, Lin He cares not about these, but the mysterious hut that could be touched before he fell into a coma.

There is no hut, no bamboo forest, and the blood that fell has disappeared. Except for Linhe itself, nothing else can be seen in this dark world, as if only Linhe is not superfluous. Lin He had no choice but to try to meditat and adjust his breath, which surprised him a little. In this dark world, he could also meditat and regulate his breath. So his body began to recover at a very slow speed, and Zhenyuan, who had not seen him for a long time, gradually returned to his body.

There is no sun and moon in the demon tower, but there is light and many others. In this dark world, there was nothing but Lin He, and Lin He's body began to recover without distracting. Forty, fifty, ninety, fully recovered. Lin He doesn't know how much time it took, but it's not short. Waving his arms and feeling the strong energy back, Lin He couldn't help shouting. The shouts drifted in the dark world until they drifted far away from the unknown boundary.

Lin He didn't know when he would wake up, so he began to sit on the ground, on the black flat ground without any bumps or debris. The days flowed like water, and did not stop for the confused forest river. The days swept by like a strong wind, and did not change the direction for the confused forest and river. Until Lin He grew a beard and was sloppy like a beggar, he still stayed in the unknown dark world. He felt that he was very old and it was very difficult to raise his arms. He was unwilling to die in this dark world, but there was nothing he could do to change all this. All he could do was wait Go down.

Until one day, Lin He felt that he was dead, because he was powerless to move, and the heavy method of eyelids pressed the heavy stone. He slowly closed his eyes, and the vitality in his body was passing rapidly. He wanted to shout out his unwillingness, but found that he did not even have the strength to open his mouth. So not only is the world black, but Lin He's consciousness gradually blurred into black.

Itching, this is a strange feeling. Will it still itch when people die? Lin He thought strangely. He opened his eyes with difficulty and found that the surroundings were no longer vast and dark, broken wooden doors, broken bamboo, wounds on his body, and the feeling of headaches. All this was telling Lin He that he was not dead! And Lin He saw a long-lost figure. A chubby hedgehog was gently scratching Lin He's face with its fat claws.

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First update, the typhoon is coming, and the sky is gloomy, so the progress of my graduation design has been delayed again and again. It's really a little melancholy. After staying in school for several years, I'm about to graduate~