Chapter 110 Down the Cliff

Wang Wujian pulled out his machete and held it tightly in his left hand. Every step he took, he would carefully insert the knife into the soil to support it. It is not the first time for him to walk such a difficult and dangerous path. The family's training method for him is almost the devil's training camp, and it is the foundation of the most important thing to face the danger of nature calmly.

A martial arts spirit can choose to escape in the face of the invasion of nature, but he must not lose his mind. It is a great shame to be forced to give in!

Everyone pinched a sweat for Wang Wujian. The dirt path kept collapsing with his tentative pedalling, or large or small pieces of soil hit the cliff slope for a long time and gradually became grains of soil and quietly fell to the bottom of the cliff.

However, Wang Wujian moved down slowly according to the mountain situation, and even deliberately stepped into the air to win the screams of others. Of course, it was also to further stimulate their dissatisfaction and anger at the white-faced tiger.

"What are you waiting for? We have to hurry up. There is already a team in front of us. We have to get back the lost journey. Didn't we have to find a safe place to spend the night? Wang Wujian shouted to the top, learning from Longcang's words. At this time, he found that he had gone down to the middle of the cliff.

More than 20 people stepped on the narrow mountain road one by one, moving carefully.

As just now, there will still be blocks of soil on the mountain that are trampled down. Unfortunately, many blocks of soil rush to the area where Wang Wujian is located.

Wang Wujian could not stand the invasion of dust. He stabilized his figure and looked up and watched. Unexpectedly, he saw Longcang walking impartially in the same vertical, and the soil did not accidentally shake off. Wherever he passed, he would deliberately step on it, and his intention was very clear - trying to force Wang Wujian to fall off the cliff.

"Damn it!" Wang Wujian shouted and scolded angrily. He looked at it angrily and saw that his figure actually meant to climb up.

Longcang Hu's eyebrows tightened, because he found that there were suddenly more than a dozen fierce eyes around him and even on the top of his head.

"Can you still go?" Hou Aji stood above his head, holding a large piece of dirt in his hand and asked with a murderous face.

The white-faced tiger didn't expect that Hou Aji, a seemingly bully primary school brother, also had the momentum of jumping over the wall in a hurry, and he was angry and wanted to die together. He roared angrily but did not dare to make an extreme move.

If you fight on the flat ground, even if twenty-one people with yellow spots besiege Longcang together, it may not take advantage, but if they fight on half of the wall, I'm afraid that the two Longcang will still fall off the cliff and die.

Wang Wujian scolded a few hatefully and chose to be patient again. When he reached the bottom of the cliff, less than a third of the team walked. He could even see that several people were so scared that their faces turned pale and trembled all over, and they could only walk and stop.

Wang Wujian sat on a mushroom-shaped mound to rest and took out a few mouthfuls of dry food.

" hiss, hiss..."

A familiar poisonous snake's apricot sound aroused Wang Wujian's vigilance. He looked left and right and suddenly felt that the source of the sound was under his buttocks.

"Damn!" Wang Wujian slowly rolled on the ground and dodged. At the moment of getting up, the sword had come out of its sheath, and the fiery red soul power coincided with the sun that was about to fall into the mountain.

Just like the color of the ground, it is a black double-headed snake. Its tail extends under the mushroom pile so you can't see how long it is, but its two snake heads swayed left and right and spit out two dark red apricots.

"It's actually a double-headed snake!" Wang Wujian settled down. When he was sure that the other party had no intention of attacking, he tried to hook the dry grain bag that fell in front of the mound with his sword. He knows that most wild animals do not take the initiative to attack humans.

Two snake heads suddenly leaned forward, but it was just a demonstration, and it didn't seem to mean to attack.

"If only Lao Ge was here. He must know the habit of this kind of snake and how to deal with it." Wang Wujian muttered that he put away his weapon and locked the grain bag around his waist.

When he looked back, two snake heads were also standing on a small mound more than a meter away from him, quietly staring at him.

"It's so hanging!" Wang Wujian was shocked and patted his chest and sighed deeply, but he soon found something that surprised him more. There was a small hole on or on the side of almost every raised mound, and even a double-headed snake stood on the small hole within a foot away from him.

"For good that I didn't kill it!" Wang Wujian said with lingering palpitations. His whole body was paralyzed for a moment. "It's actually a group of snakes. They can summon and help each other in a certain area. Oh, my God, it's really unpreventable. Is the whole area the world of this kind of poisonous snakes?"

Wang Wujian turned his head and looked at the team halfway up the mountain. He even thought about whether the team should return immediately, but he thought carefully that he did not do so. If this area could not be conquered, other classes should have issued a danger warning or distress signal long ago.

Wang Wujian stroked his undulating chest heavily. For the sake of safety, he had to hold the weapon around his waist in his hand again and adjust the martial soul to the most active state in case of emergency.

If there is an accident, the team may be besieged by poisonous snakes in a large area. He began to think about how to lead the team to avoid fighting with snakes.

Wang Wujian stood still and constantly changed his defensive posture. After a while, he realized that this was simply his unilateral stalemate, because these snakes later shrank lazily like holes.

"Well, you went in early, but it scared me!" Wang Wujian took a deep breath, and the machete rotated on the back of his hand for a week and then fell into the sheath.

Wang Wujian did not dare to walk around, let alone sit and rest, so he had to stand in a relatively empty place and wait for his teammates above.

How's it going? Have you arrived safely?" Wang Wujian laughed loudly at his teammates who were about to "land".

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and almost sweated all over. This action was far more physically exhausting than a battle.

The white-faced tiger tried his best to adjust his breath to make him look more stable. After all, he is a guide and has to be different.

A moment later, the white-faced tiger shouted, "Everyone marched forward in line. Compared with the dangerous road just now, walking on this flat ground is a rest!"

"Wait!" Wang Wujian stopped the others, "Everyone only walks on the concave, and you must avoid the small dirt bag on the ground."

"What do you mean?" The white-faced tiger looked around the surrounding environment and questioned.

"It's not early. Let's hurry up. Don't waste time!" Wang Wujian shouted a few times, and then jumped forward to avoid the dirt bag.

Other students looked at him as funny and cute as a monkey. Although they didn't understand the mystery of these bags, they all believed that he was not talkative, so they did it one after another.