Su Qian’s pupils trembled violently.
The figure behind the tree slowly erged... first the legs... then the body... and then, a familiar yet strange face.
Huang Yourong!
He stared expressionlessly at Su Qian, taking a step forward as Su Qian watched in abject terror.
An indescribable fear instantly surrounded Su Qian.
But at this mont, Su Qian suddenly noticed sothing very strange!
That’s not right...
The distance between her and Huang Yourong did not decrease even though "he" took a step forward!
"Huang Yourong" and she were still five ters apart!
Could it be...
He was also trapped here?
Wouldn’t that an the existence causing this terrifying ghost wall wasn’t "Huang Yourong"?
Su Qian was startled by her own guess.
But now was clearly not a good ti to investigate this matter.
Su Qian kept stepping back without stopping, refusing to even blink for fear that closing her eyes might return her to the tree.
Yet, there stood Huang Yourong in front of the tree.
To keep an eye on the tree ant inevitably seeing Huang Yourong.
Su Qian was deeply unsettled by fear, rely seeing Huang Yourong’s expressionless face terrified her...
Though he was once a companion in Wuji, now... he was a ghost!
Moreover, Su Qian couldn’t be sure if this was Huang Yourong turned into a ghost, or a ghost turned into Huang Yourong.
Thus, Su Qian had only two choices: shout for help, or take advantage of Huang Yourong also being stuck in this eerie forest to run away!
Su Qian chose the second option.
She forced herself to keep her eyes wide open, refusing to blink even as her eyes grew sore, staring incessantly at the tree ahead.
However... as soon as she took a step, Su Qian’s face turned ghastly pale.
She looked at the ground in disbelief.
Previously, due to Huang Yourong’s appearance, the ground had already been cracking, rotting, becoming uneven and bumpy.
It exuded an old, rotten stench.
And now... the transformation had ended, and the ground, which should have been covered with branches and fallen leaves, turned into a black-red intermingled flesh swamp!
And with her previous step, Su Qian had instantly plunged into the flesh swamp.
Repulsive, filthy, pungent, nauseating... various complex rotten slls invaded her nostrils, stimulating her brain.
A sense of despair spread from within her heart.
She tried to pull her foot out, only to find... her feet sank even deeper.
Couldn’t pull them out!
And what made her even more despairing, Huang Yourong took another step forward!
This ti, he seed to be treading in place.
Yet, to Su Qian’s horror, she realized he had advanced slightly.
Not much, but indeed... moved forward slightly!
Being trapped in the flesh swamp, unable to move, it was only a matter of ti before he caught her!
Just as she was on the brink of despair, faint footsteps suddenly sounded from behind her.
Su Qian turned around, just in ti to see a calm-faced Bai Yanliang.
"You..."
Su Qian’s eyes widened, a mix of fear and confusion overcoming her, leaving her at a loss for words.
And Bai Yanliang, upon seeing the flesh swamp beneath Su Qian’s feet and Huang Yourong a few ters in front of her, roughly guessed the situation.
She was indeed targeted...
With this thought, Bai Yanliang extended a foot, leaning forward, ready to pull Su Qian out.
But Su Qian shouted, "No! Don’t touch these things! If you step on it, you’ll be dragged down and never be able to move."
Bai Yanliang paused, thoughtfully watching Su Qian’s legs being engulfed by the flesh swamp.
"I have two thods, the first might not work, which one do you want to use?"
Bai Yanliang looked at Su Qian and suddenly spoke.
Su Qian’s lips parted slightly, the fear once prevalent on her face now showing traces of an unusual expression.
This person... why doesn’t he seem scared at all?
Doesn’t he see Huang Yourong standing just a few ters away?
Also... in such a situation, he can think of two thods?
"You... you tell ..." Su Qian gulped, feeling the suction of the flesh swamp beneath her feet intensifying.
Bai Yanliang nodded, unstrapping a black kitchen knife from his waist.
"The first thod, I’ll throw you a rope and see if I can pull you out. The second thod, I found a kitchen knife at the village chief’s house last night, I’ll throw it to you, you see if you can cut off the trapped part."
"What?!"
Su Qian stared at him blankly, involuntarily questioning aloud.
Upon seeing Bai Yanliang’s face devoid of any jest, Su Qian couldn’t help but shiver.
He was serious...
Bai Yanliang gave her a glance, then began taking off his clothes.
"You... what are you doing?"
Su Qian, still bewildered, felt a sudden chaos in her heart upon seeing Bai Yanliang’s actions.
Before she could further question, she understood Bai Yanliang’s intention.
He twisted his shirt into a rope and threw it over.
"Hold on."
The shirt-turned-rope arched through Su Qian’s pupils and was tightly gripped in her hands, as if... clutching onto life.
Seeing this, Bai Yanliang wrapped the other end around his arm, then said, "I’m going to pull hard."
"Mm!"
Su Qian took a deep breath and nodded.
Only then did Su Qian feel how incredibly strong this seemingly slender man was.
Her entirely immobile, swamp-trapped legs, began to rise slowly as they felt Bai Yanliang pulling.
Despite her body being stretched, causing extre discomfort, she was moving!
Su Qian’s eyes glimred with sparks of joy.
No one wants to die, and certainly no one wants to be killed by a ghost.
She had been close to despair, who knew why Bai Yanliang suddenly appeared here?
Moreover... he was willing to save her.
Su Qian knew well that in Fog Gathering, during crises, thinking of oneself was perfectly normal.
Nobody at Fog Gathering would criticize others for alleged selfishness.
In extre danger, so might even unhesitatingly push their companions to buy ti to escape.
She’s seen too much of that, so... people like Yu Hanzhou seed exceptionally precious.
Was Bai Yanliang also such a person?
Su Qian silently watched Bai Yanliang with a sowhat dazed expression.
Bai Yanliang’s muscles tensed as he exerted himself.
He wasn’t as at ease as Su Qian thought, feeling a trendous pulling force from the mont he started.
Fortunately, Bai Yanliang’s body had been long exercised, while not matching a professional athlete, far surpassed soone like Su Qian.
Though challenging, it wasn’t to a point of hopelessness, Su Qian’s body slowly rose from the flesh swamp, gradually approaching Bai Yanliang.
Bai Yanliang held his breath and shouted:
"Hand!"
Upon hearing this, Su Qian strained to reach out her hand to Bai Yanliang.
Bai Yanliang grabbed her hand, pulling with all his might, flipping Su Qian out of the flesh swamp, finally freeing her from the predicant!
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