strictlysupreme Chapter 356 Out of the Forest
Chapter 356 Out of the Forest
"Everyone hold onto the branches, I'll lead you across the river," An Yi said. His voice was firm and powerful, like a huge bell, bringing a glimmer of hope to everyone in this tense atmosphere.
The voice contained an unquestionable determination, which instantly calmed everyone's panicked hearts.
His eyes were fixed firmly ahead, as if he had already seen the safe place on the other side.
Everyone followed An Yi's instructions and held onto the branches tightly. Their hands were so tense that their joints turned white.
Their fingers clasped the branches tightly, as if that was the last straw that held their lives.
An Yi was the first to step into the river, and the water instantly submerged his knees. The icy cold water was like a group of crazy little beasts, constantly biting his legs.
But his steps remained firm, and each step was steady and powerful, as if he was not walking on a rushing river but a flat road.
His figure appeared particularly tall and straight in the water, as if he were an unshakable mountain.
Relying on his excellent swimming skills and strength, An Yi led everyone forward in the river with difficulty.
The river water continued to hit them, and the surging force was like countless big hands, pulling them desperately.
The cold water gradually made their bodies lose consciousness, as if they were in an ice cellar. Every step forward required tremendous effort.
Little Chengcheng screamed in fright, and her terrified voice echoed on the surface of the river, sharp and shrill.
"Ah Gege! I'm scared!"
Her voice trembled, with the fear and helplessness unique to a child.
"Don't be afraid, Chengcheng, it will be over soon." Ming Nanjin comforted her. His voice seemed a little weak amid the sound of rushing water, but it was full of warmth.
The warmth was like a ray of sunshine in winter, trying to penetrate the layers of dark clouds, wanting to bring a little comfort to Xiao Chengcheng. Ming Nanjin held Xiao Chengcheng's hand tightly, giving her strength and courage.
Thanks to An Yi's efforts, everyone finally crossed the river safely. The moment they reached the shore, they seemed to have returned to the world from hell, and everyone was gasping for breath, exhausted.
Their clothes were soaked and stuck tightly to their bodies, and the cold wind made them shiver uncontrollably.
The coldness was like countless tiny needles piercing their skin.
Before they could catch their breath, a group of wild wolves appeared in front of them.
The wild wolves' green eyes flickered in the darkness, like ghostly will-o'-the-wild lights, making people feel creepy.
Their figures are looming in the woods, and their low howls come one after another, as if they are a curse from hell.
The gloomy atmosphere made the air seem to freeze.
Yan Zeyu swallowed his saliva and said, "What should I do?" His voice was full of fear and helplessness. His voice was trembling, as if his soul was trembling in fear.
His eyes were fixed on the wolf and his body involuntarily stepped back.
An Yi stood in front again, and he pulled out a short knife from his waist, which flashed a cold light in the moonlight. The blade was extremely sharp, and the cold light it reflected made people shudder.
His eyes were full of determination, as if he was ready to fight to the death with the wolf.
There was no fear or retreat in his eyes, only a firm determination and a belief in death. His body was tense, like a fully drawn bow.
The wild wolves rushed forward at lightning speed. Their figures were like a black whirlwind, sweeping over in an instant. Their ferocious momentum was frightening.
An Yi dodged left and right, his figure as elusive as a ghost.
His movements were light and agile, as if he was dancing in the wind. Every time he dodged, the wolves' attacks missed.
He moved nimbly among the wild wolves, showing extraordinary skills.
He swung the dagger in his hand continuously, and each time he struck, he accurately hit the wolf's vital points. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and he did not hesitate in each attack.
The wolf's blood splattered on his body and dyed his clothes red, but his face looked even more resolute against the backdrop of the blood.
That resolute expression seemed like an eternal sculpture that would not be shaken by any difficulties or dangers. Every movement he made was full of strength and skill, which was breathtaking.
The smell of blood filled the air, and the bodies of wild wolves were scattered all over the ground.
Some wolves were still groaning in pain, their voices were miserable and sad; others had closed their eyes forever, never to wake up again. The tragic scene was unbearable to watch.
After this series of dangers, everyone was full of admiration and gratitude towards An Yi.
"An Yi, you are so amazing."
Jiang Shiwen said.
His voice was filled with sincere praise and his eyes were full of admiration for An Yi.
His eyes were fixed on An Yi, as if he was looking at a hero.
An Yi remained silent, just silently guarding everyone as they continued to move forward.
His figure appeared particularly tall in the moonlight, like an insurmountable mountain, giving people an endless sense of security.
His steps were firm and powerful as he led everyone forward.
Under An Yi's protection, they finally walked out of the forest smoothly. The sunlight shone on them, warm and gentle, as if welcoming their victory.
The sunshine was like a mother's embrace, warm and comfortable, dispelling the haze that had long been in their hearts. The golden light illuminated their faces and swept away their fatigue.
Little Orange jumped up happily: "We are out!"
Her laughter was as clear as a silver bell, breaking the long-standing tense atmosphere.
The laughter was full of innocence and joy, making everyone smile unconsciously. Her eyes sparkled with excitement, like two bright stars.
Ming Nanjin looked at An Yi, her heart filled with gratitude: "An Yi, this time it's all thanks to you."
His eyes were full of sincerity and respect, as if he was looking at a lifesaver, and his tone was full of deep gratitude.
An Yi smiled slightly: "This is what I should do, Patriarch."
His voice was plain and simple, yet it made people feel extremely at ease. His smile was like a spring breeze, warm and kind. His eyes were calm and firm, as if all this was just a daily routine for him.
The group continued their journey, carrying hope and courage for the future. Their figures gradually faded away, blending into the distant scenery and becoming a unique landscape.
Their steps are firm and powerful, full of longing for the future.
After several days' journey, Ming Nanjin and his companions finally left the woods.
As soon as I reached the exit, I saw a figure I hadn't seen for a long time.
"Brother Jin." Lin Feng walked forward and respectfully called out to Ming Nanjin. His voice was full of excitement and joy, and his eyes were shining with eagerness.
His face was filled with an excited smile, as if he had met the person he had been looking forward to most.