In the evening of the next day, the two men reached the edge of the primeval forest, found a safe place and spent the night, and as soon as the morning dawned, they began to set off for their destination.

At first, there was a winding path under their feet, and as they walked, the path disappeared, and the dense bushes blocked the way ahead.

At this time, it was Wu Song's turn to show his skills.

"How did you condense your true qi into a sword?"

Han Qianxue looked enviously at Wu Song, who was walking in front of him.

He wielded his lightsaber, and everywhere the sword light went, not to mention the bushes, even the thick trees with bowl mouths, and those extremely resilient vines and vines were all cut in half.

"Well...... this" Wu Songtou didn't reply: "I must personally guide and teach by word and deed to be able to master it." ”

He specially accentuated the tone of the words "teach by word and deed", which means that even fools can understand.

"Really?" Han Qianxue was very surprised, as long as she could improve her martial arts, it was not impossible to take advantage of him, anyway, she loved him.

Wu Song turned around and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "I'm kidding you, with your current ability to transform into a realm, it is impossible to gather qi into a sword." ”

"Moreover, this sword is not made of true qi, if I were to say, I would prefer to describe it as 'spiritual power'. ”

Seeing that Han Qianxue was a little discouraged, Wu Song smiled and said, "Qianxue, this kind of thing can't be rushed, but according to the progress of your current cultivation, I think it won't be long before you can master this ability." ”

"Alas, Wu Song, you don't know why I'm in a hurry to improve my abilities!" Han Qianxue looked into the distance: "This world is not peaceful!"

"According to the information we have, there is an alien civilization of unknown origin heading towards Earth, and it will take time to prove whether they are carrying good intentions or malicious intentions. ”

"In Africa, North America, etc., there are alien races that are ready to move and have begun to invade humans. ”

"Really?" Wu Song was startled.

Alien civilizations?

Alien?

This is all something that only exists in fiction, but will it really exist in reality?

Han Qianxue glanced at him, ignored him, and continued: "Where there is danger, there are people from Long Yan, and I ......"

She smiled wryly: "It will always appear in the most dangerous places!"

"If you don't have a strong ability, let alone carry out the mission, I'm afraid it will be difficult to even protect yourself. ”

Wu Song stepped forward and hugged her in his arms and said sincerely.

"Qianxue, I will help you!"

"Hmm!" Han Qianxue nodded.

Wu Song's progress is obvious to all, although Han Qianxue is also known as a martial arts genius, but there is also a gap between geniuses and geniuses.

Wanting to keep pace with Wu Song in martial arts, Han Qianxue no longer has such illusions.

The longer she spent with him, the more shocked she was by his potential, and with her abilities, she couldn't imagine what kind of heights Wu Song would reach.

Now she just wants to catch up and not be thrown too far away by Wu Song.

And with his help, there is no doubt that he will get twice the result with half the effort.

Walking in the tropical rainforest is an extremely difficult thing, and with the ability of Wu Song and Han Qianxue, they will also feel powerless when facing nature.

For two days, they sweated like rain and carved a path through the forest.

In the evening, they found a drier place and pitched their tents.

Wu Song picked up the wood and lit a fire, and Han Qianxue took out the military rations she was carrying and began to heat it.

In the end, it is a girl, she is careful, and she will live, this time Han Qianxue and Wu Song came out and brought military rations, instead of gnawing a few compressed biscuits and drinking a few sips of mineral water like Wu Song.

The staple food of the military rations is fried rice, the dish is spiced hairtail, and there is also a canned food and chocolate, which can be described as very rich for a person in the field.

The two of them chatted while eating, calculating how far they were from their destination.

Suddenly, Wu Song let out a soft "um" and looked up to the right.

Han Qianxue also raised her head.

After a while, several people came out of the forest.

The men were dark-skinned, their faces painted in colorful colors, wrapped in only a small piece of cloth underneath, and holding long, pike-like weapons in their hands.

These people are indigenous to the local tribes.

They walked up to Wu Song and Han Qianxue and shouted at the two of them.

Although the natives spoke loudly, there did not seem to be any hostility.

Han Qianxue tried to talk to them in English, but found that they didn't understand at all.

Seeing the confusion on the faces of the two of them, and there was no reaction to what he said, the native who spoke became more and more anxious.

He shouted loudly at the rest of the natives, and those people came up to get Wu Song and Han Qianxue's bags.

"Don't move!" Han Qianxue pressed Wu Song: "Let's see what they want to do." ”

The natives carried their bags on their backs, and two more men came over, took them by the hand, and motioned to follow them.

"Go and see!" Han Qianxue and Wu Song glanced at each other and nodded.

In the end, it was the natives, although they didn't even light torches, and the lights were blind, so they walked quickly in the jungle, but it was also smooth.

After walking for about two hours, the group came to a tribe.

When they were about to enter the tribe, a group of people came inside, and both sides spoke bird language that he and Han Qianxue couldn't understand.

The two of them were crowded by the natives in front of a low house, and one of the natives with a torch in his hand pushed open the door and motioned for Wu Song and Han Qianxue to follow in.

As soon as they walked into the house, a foul smell hit their faces, and the smoke almost made the two of them almost vomit.

A voice rang out in the darkness.

"Friends...... Friends, you're here......"

This person spoke in English, and Wu Song and Han Qianxue both understood.

Wu Song took the torch in the hands of the natives, endured the stench, and came to the speaker.

A man of similar appearance to the other natives was lying on a low bed, his face was pale, his speech was weak, and the stench emanated from him.

"I ...... Suffered...... Hurt!"

Wu Song nodded, he had already seen that in this person's waist, there was a wound that had rotted.

Han Qianxue also came to her, and after she looked at the wound a few times, she asked the man to tell the natives to light a few more torches.

The room was brightened.

Han Qianxue took out a bottle of medicine from her bag, fed two to the person first, and then pulled out a shiny dagger from her waist and tried it repeatedly with an alcohol cotton ball.

"Bear with me!" she said to the injured man.

She moved quickly, first quickly scraping off the carrion on the wound, then cleaning the wound with hydrogen peroxide, then disinfecting it with an alcohol cotton ball, and finally taking out gauze to bandage the wound.

The patient was also a tough guy, and he clenched his teeth tightly from beginning to end, and did not say a word.

"Alright!" Han Qianxue stood up.

"Thank you, thank you!" the patient thanked in a loud voice, and he said a few words of bird language to the other natives, one of whom motioned respectfully for them to go out.

Although it is in a primitive tribe, it is much more comfortable than camping in the forest.

The two of them took a beautiful bath, and Han Qianxue washed the changed clothes again and dried them up.

At this time, she is completely an ordinary girl, how can she still look like a bully flower in the army.

The next morning, as soon as the two got up and walked out of the house, an indigenous woman waiting at the door led them to the patient's room.

After taking the medicine, the wound was treated again, the patient's spirit was obviously much better, and when he saw Wu Song and Han Qianxue, he struggled to sit up and thanked them again.

The man was the son of a tribal chief, who had gone to study in a civilized society as a teenager, and when he graduated from college, he returned to the tribe to use his knowledge to improve people's lives.

Who knew that less than two weeks after he returned, the tribe was attacked by fierce beasts.

When someone in the tribe goes out hunting, they disappear for no apparent reason, and the others search until they are attacked by a giant serpent.

The natives were no longer surprised by the huge pythons in the rainforest, but this time they encountered a giant snake that they had never seen before.

During this battle with the serpent, the chief's son was wounded, and he was whipped away by the serpent's tail and hit a stone.

"Honorable guest!" said briefly what had happened to him, and the chief's son asked, "I would like to ask, why are you here?"

Wu Song hesitated for a moment and decided that it was better to tell the truth.

They are in a foreign country, in a dangerous rainforest, and they don't even have a mobile phone signal, and if the locals can help them, they may have a lot less trouble.

Wu Song took out the map, pointed to the mark on it and said, "We're going here!"

He took out a few more pictures: "We're going to find this temple." ”

The chief's son looked at it for a moment, shook his head, and handed the picture to an older native behind him.

The old native tilted his head and looked at it for a moment, then suddenly screamed.

The chief's son frowned, and he translated the words of the old natives to Wu Song and Han Qianxue.

"It's a temple!"

"That temple is protected by the servants of the gods!"

"Trying to get close to the temple will lead to disaster, let alone entering the temple!"

Wu Song and Han Qianxue were happy.

Since the old aboriginal said so, it means that he knows about this temple!

"Does he know the exact location of this temple?" Wu Song asked the chief's son, holding back the excitement in his heart.

The two men chatted and talked, and the chief's son said.

He knew the location, but he couldn't tell him. ”

Wu Song understands this very well, in the boundless forest, it is indeed not easy to explain a place with his mouth.

"I want to ask him to take us to that temple. He looked at the chief's son and the old native.

The chief's son looked embarrassed.

"Honorable guest, you saved my life, and it stands to reason that I should do all I can to help you, but ......"

"Is it because of the snake?" asked Han Qianxue on the side.

"Yes!" the chief's son nodded, "In order to deal with the big snake, all the young people in the tribe are armed, but there are still insufficient manpower. ”

He smiled bitterly: "Otherwise, I wouldn't have been hurt either." ”