The Other ‘Self’

A long vine that was almost invisible in the night had wriggled and crept up soundlessly behind them. It had almost wound itself around Wen Buzuo’s throat.

Wen Leyang’s five fingers moved in a swift plucking motion and hit onto the vine like raindrops falling from the sky. The black long vine trembled, letting out a heart-wrenching cry in the dark before falling to the ground.

The crowd had just sighed in relief when the vine which had dropped to the ground abruptly leaped up and pounced towards Wen Leyang and Little Chili Pepper. It hissed with its head raised – the vine had unexpectedly turned into a grayish-colored snake!

Concurrently, the entire jungle started to tremble vigorously. The sound of squishing mud merged with the rustling of the leaves until it cascaded into a noise that made one’s blood run cold. Countless black vines suddenly attacked the group from every direction!