1830: C1830 They Were All Crazy

C1830 They Were All Crazy

"Pang Hu, lead the way."

Mo Nan said quickly.

In fact, compared to the warriors who came in, His knowledge of this place was too limited, and the most important thing at the moment was to find a few martial artists and exchange information with them.

This way, letting Pang Hu lead the way and leading him to other martial artists became the most important thing.

However, what he did not know was that the forbidden area was not as peaceful as he had imagined.

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It was not far from Mo Nan's group.

A group of martial artists was walking quietly on the road, heading towards the depths of the forbidden land.

Suddenly, not far from them, another group of martial artists suddenly appeared. During this period of time, they kept approaching them.

"Don't come over!"

As they saw that those martial artists were getting closer and closer to them, the group of martial artists in front of them couldn't help but shout loudly to stop them.

The truth was, from yesterday onwards, they had seen some corpses one after another. Although they did not know what exactly had happened, they could imagine that the various parties had already started fighting.

They did not want to become one of those martial artists who had died before they even saw their treasures. Thus, they were even more cautious, to the point where they were ready to fight.

On the other hand, another group of martial artists also carefully observed them. Finally, both sides maintained a certain distance. After maintaining this distance for a while, they saw that the other party did not have any intention of making a move. Only then did they continue to approach, preparing to ask each other about the situation.

Just as neither side had any intention of making a move.

Suddenly, On one side, a martial artist suddenly cried out in pain and then fell straight to the ground. Blood oozed out of his seven apertures. It seemed that he would not be able to live. Not only that, but he also crazily pinched his neck, as if he had really gone mad.

It was as if he had been frightened by some sort of curse.

"Damn it!"

Seeing his own people in such a state, the martial artist leading the team immediately cursed with bloodshot eyes. Then, without asking any questions, he led his men and pounced towards the opposite party with weapons in hand.

The people on the other side wanted to explain, but it was already too late. Seeing the enemy charging at them aggressively, the leader of the team could only stomp his feet and curse. He wanted the people behind him to be ready to deal with the danger.

Just like that, the two sides suddenly clashed, creating chaos.

After a long time.

The originally emerald green ground had already been completely dyed red. Only when one side had completely lost their lives and the other side was still alive did they rejoice and squat on the ground, panting heavily.

Only now did someone suspect. Just now, was it really the other side's people who had attacked first?

However, his voice was soon drowned out by other voices. After all, they were still alive. There was nothing more important than this.

Hearing this, the martial artists who raised questions also felt that this was the case. After realizing this, he patted his chest to celebrate that he was still alive.

However, as they began to adjust their condition, no one noticed that the blood stains on the ground suddenly began to fade. It was as if this emerald-green land had unknowingly absorbed all of the blood.

The same situation was still happening everywhere in the forbidden area. Nobody had even discovered the truth. Otherwise, they would definitely be terrified.

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However, if such a situation happened too many times, it would easily drive people crazy.

A day later, old rascal finally met a few warriors under Pang Hu's lead.0

Seeing that these people were still stained with blood, he immediately wanted to ask what happened to them. Who knew that they did not wait for him to speak.

"Damn it!"

The leading martial artist on the other side cursed out of nowhere. Then, he suddenly led a few martial artists to attack.

Mo Nan wanted to dissuade them, but the other party seemed to not hear him at all, as if he had gone mad. When he finally brought Qing Styx and Pang Hu to resist and resist a few martial artists, the few of them were already lying on the ground, on their last breaths, unable to speak.

Fortunately, Mo Nan wasn't unconscious. He immediately squatted down and carefully observed them. Before long, he turned around and said to Pang Hu and Qing Ming.

"Can anyone tell me what's going on?"

He did not believe that a few good warriors would go crazy just because they said they were crazy. Unless they had encountered some great horror before.

Pang Hu and Qing Styx naturally shook their heads repeatedly.

Mo Nan sighed unhappily. Then, he did not count on them anymore. Just as he was wondering if he should save one of them, Little White suddenly released its body from his arm and landed on the ground. It pointed its tail at one of them.

Seeing this, Mo Nan got up out of curiosity and went to the person Little White was pointing at. He lowered his head and looked around. Soon, he saw something wrong.

He saw that this warrior, who only breathed out and did not breathe in, was on the verge of death. His eyes were still red. Compared to madness, there was still a hint of relief in his eyes. It was more like he was scared to death. At this moment, he could finally close his eyes. Instead, he felt comfortable.

Sometimes, death was not more terrifying than living. Because if he lived, perhaps he would encounter something that made life worse than death.

For example, this guy had a neck that he didn't know why. There's more than one dark handprint. Those handprints looked like they had tried to crush his neck.

Mo Nan was completely lost. Shaoqing hesitated for a moment, but he still reached out and sent streams of life force into this warrior's body, trying to let him live.

As expected. As expected, the latter's injuries quickly stabilized. As for the rest of the warriors, old rascal did not care. After all, no matter what the reason was, these people had actually attacked him. Moreover, they were prepared to kill him. They should be prepared to pay the price.

In any case, having one person alive was enough. From this person, he should be able to find out everything he wanted to know.

The problem was that not long after this martial artist recovered, he began to go crazy again after a disagreement. He wanted to fight old rascal to the death again. When Pang Hu saw this, he directly stretched out a claw and knocked this fellow unconscious.

"We have no choice. Let's take him with us first."

He took out a piece of white silk from his Storage Spiritual Treasure and wrapped the martial artist up completely. Only when he was like a meat bun did old rascal stop and say in satisfaction.

These white silk were collected when he left Liehyang City and went to Guiku Ridge. They came from those giant Withered Bone Spiders.

What should be said or not was said by those gigantic Withered Bone Spiders. Although he didn't mention anything else about these white threads, they were useful for tying people up. Although it was a little troublesome, as long as he was tied up, even a Martial Saint warrior wouldn't be able to break free easily.

Just like that, Mo Nan and Qing Styx brought this warrior to a deeper part of the forbidden land. When they saw that the sky had turned dark, they took advantage of the darkness to find a place to set up their tents in advance.

During the process, the martial artist who was tied up by them woke up a few times. However, the moment he woke up, he went crazy. In the end, he was sent flying by Pang Hu's kick and passed out.

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