The two took the opportunity to crawl and catch up with Ling Luoyu, following her into the valley.

The entrance of the valley is like a natural barrier, keeping all the bugs out.

"These things... why don't they come in?"

Dingmiao stood in the valley, tentatively extending his hand.

Once out of the valley, those little bugs swooped over.

Dingmiao cursed and quickly retracted his palm: "What the **** is this?"

Ling Luoyu sat down in the resting camp: "When you have blood, they rush to your blood, but if there is no blood, they will look for the temperature, so no matter whether you are injured or not, they will be theirs. Attack target."

Feng Chenglin sat down on the ground, washed the wound with clean water, and glanced at the temple: "Does your wound hurt?"

Dingmiao immediately said, "Damn, I forgot..."

Feng Chenglin: "..."

How can you forget about yourself injured?

Seeing him coming back in a hurry, he couldn't help but tilt his head and watch his clothes tearing open his arms: "You... don't hurt?"

"Why doesn't it hurt? I am also flesh and blood!"

"I was curious about what those things are just now, so I neglected!"

He is not a god, how can he not hurt?

Ling Luoyu stepped forward to help, and helped him rinse the salt from the wound with clean water.

When the salt meets the water, it melts a little, and flows to some places where there is no salt, and it hurts even more.

"Miss Ling, what are those bugs?"

"Didn't you see them all? Bugs!"

Is there any difference between this explanation and no explanation?

"I mean, what the **** is going on with those bugs, why don't we come here? Are we really safe here?"

"Those things are afraid of salt, and there is a large proportion of salt and alkali here, so they won't come in!" Ling Luoyu stared calmly and looked outside: "I think, in this space, the real person of Chang Yang must not get it There are fewer refuges like this, you can avoid those bugs!"

"Refuge?" Feng Chenglin looked around, walked to the campfire, and added some firewood: "Speaking of refuge, are we just trapped here?"

Judging from the amount of garbage around, Ling Luoyu has been trapped for some days.

She was trapped here, wouldn't the two of them have a way to leave?

When he raised his head, he met Ling Luoyu's gaze.

My eyes interlaced, and I understood something instantly: "You..."

She glanced over, and he shut up immediately.

-She is not trapped!

Instead, left it on purpose!

Otherwise, she should have left long ago!

Thinking that when the two of them were embarrassed just now, she stood there watching the show as a rock, and she was even more sure in her heart that she was not trapped.

As for what conspiracy and tricks Ling Luoyu was doing, it didn't matter anymore.

At the moment, he coughed and changed the subject: "By the way, is there any food? The disciple of the real woman from Changyang, who is totally inhumane. After arresting us, he didn't care about eating or drinking, and forcibly tied the two of us. coming"

Ling Luoyu couldn't take the cooked food out, it would be too obvious, so he had to take out some rice and cook the porridge with water.

Dingmiao and Fengchenglin helped each other by applying medicine to each other's wounds.

"What's the matter with you two? Why did you get here?"

"we"

"Not you yet!"

The two of them spoke in unison, and after looking at each other, Feng Chenglin babbled.