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Hao Zhuang and Xu Jing's appearances surprised Yang Junshan. However, hearing Hao Zhuang's urgent shout, it was obvious that the two of them were in danger at this time.

Yang Junshan thought for a while and decided to chase after him to see if he could help. At the same time, he felt cold inside.

If it really was like this, then Xu Jing should have had a connection with Hao Zhuang's death. At the very least, Xu Jing should know how Hao Zhuang died, but in his previous life, Xu Jing did not know about Hao Zhuang's death.

Yang Junshan felt a chill in his heart. Was it because Xu Jing lied, or was it because Yang Junshan was reborn that the trajectory of history changed? Either way, would Yang Junshan's arrival be able to change Hao Zhuang's fate?

"Ahh!"

While Yang Junshan was lost in his thoughts, Hao Zhuang's miserable howl suddenly came from the distance. Yang Junshan shuddered and raised his head to look into the distance, only to find that there was a bush covered with kudzu vines blocking his view. The nuts hanging from the branch indicated that they were the shrubs Yang Junshan was looking for.

"Jingjing, quickly save me!"

Hao Zhuang let out another scream. This time, he was asking Xu Jing for help. However, from the beginning to the end, Yang Junshan didn't hear Xu Jing's voice.

Since he didn't know what was going on, Yang Junshan didn't ask, but instead, he became more cautious as he hurried towards the source of the sound.

"Xu Jing, quickly save me. What are you doing ?"

"Don't run, come back and save me, I beg you, save me, save me ?"

"Damned bitch, you're going to die a horrible death! "Someone, help!"

When Yang Junshan turned around, a small basin appeared at the bottom of the hill, and in the center of the basin was a small swamp mixed with mud. The moment Yang Junshan appeared at the edge of the basin, a small figure flashed into the woods on the other side of the basin.

"Xu Jing you bastard, save me! Someone help me!"

Following the direction of the voice, Yang Junshan saw a figure struggling in the mud on the other side of the hill, while shouting curses for help. Although this person was covered in mud, but after successfully awakening his celestial spirit, Yang Junshan's eyesight had improved greatly, and he could clearly recognize this person as the young man from the same village, Hao Zhuang.

Yang Junshan, who was about to rush over, suddenly stopped in his tracks, turned around and walked to the shrubbery surrounded by kudzu vines. He picked up the toughest and longest cane, and used the Iron Feathered Arrow to cut through the root of the cane.

Yang Junshan shouted loudly while he was running, "Stop moving, open your arms, lean back!"

Hao Zhuang, who was already in despair, suddenly heard Yang Junshan's shout. He suddenly turned his upper body towards the direction of the voice and shouted, "Save me, save me!"

Yang Junshan saw Hao Zhuang suddenly turning around, so he sank even deeper into the quagmire and cursed loudly: "Don't f * cking move, if you want to live, don't f * cking move. Did you f * cking hear that? Stop howling! "

Maybe it was because he was scared, or maybe it was because he was too far away, Yang Junshan could use his higher cultivation to clearly hear the cries for help. However, even though Yang Junshan shouted loudly in response, Hao Zhuang didn't do as Yang Junshan said.

As the distance between them shortened, Yang Junshan suddenly saw a black mass of something squirming in the swamp not far behind where Hao Zhuang was. It was only because of the mud in front that this squirming thing had to stop at the edge of the swamp.

These were Black Rot Ants!

Yang Junshan's heart sank. They had actually provoked such a thing. However, this made Yang Junshan instantly understand what the intermediate grade immortal spirit soul that Xu Jing had obtained in her previous life was!

Black Rot Ants lived off carrion, walking quickly in the swamp without having to worry about being addicted to it. The corpses and rotted meat that were immersed in the swamp provided enough food for Black Rot Ants, and the swamp also blocked many of the Black Rot Ants' natural enemies, turning into a sanctuary for the Black Rot Ants to reproduce and grow.

However, there was a chance for the black rot ant to have a mid-grade immortal spirit within her body. This immortal spirit had an extremely high compatibility with the immortal spiritual cavities that appeared in the cultivators' eyes and ears.

Unfortunately, while they were escaping, they were being chased by the Black Rot Ants. In a panic, Hao Zhuang had fallen into a quagmire without any choice, but Xu Jing had escaped from the swamp, but in the end, he hadn't come to the rescue of Zhuang Hao, who had once helped her.

In his previous life, Xu Jing had rapidly risen in power after Hundred Sparrow Mountain, and he relied on the Spiritual Aperture he used to summon spirits to suppress Zhang Huzi, Xu Lei, Yang Junshan, and the others.

Fortunately, these things rarely came out of the swamp. As long as Yang Junshan stood outside the swamp and threw the kudzu vine into the swamp, it was possible for him to save Hao Zhuang.

While he was lost in his thoughts, Yang Junshan closed the distance between him and Hao Zhuang once again. This time, Hao Zhuang finally heard Yang Junshan's roar. He raised his arms high in the air and tried his best to lie back.

However, Hao Zhuang's body had already sunk into the quagmire from his chest down. Even if he tried his best to fall backwards, it became extremely difficult. He could only wail loudly and ask Yang Junshan to save him.

However, Yang Junshan didn't reply. Instead, he sprinted forward while staring at a small footprint on Hao Zhuang's shoulder.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Junshan understood what had happened in the swamp. After the two of them killed the ant and obtained the intermediate grade immortal spirit, the two of them ran in the swamp under the pursuit of the black rot ant, and Hao Zhuang, who was running in front, suddenly fell into a quagmire. Xu Jing, who was behind him, did not hesitate to step on Hao Zhuang's shoulder and cross the quagmire.

She was just a twelve or thirteen year old girl, how could she have such a vicious and decisive heart!

Even Yang Junshan, who had experienced hundreds of years in his previous life, couldn't help but shudder at the sight of this little girl.

Hao Zhuang had already sunk too deeply into the ground. The effect of trying to slow down his descent was almost nil. Although Yang Junshan tried his best to run towards Hao Zhuang, his heart gradually sank.

Above the swamp, Hao Zhuang was only left with a head and a long arm sticking out from the top of his head. At this moment, Yang Junshan was still a few hundred feet away from Hao Zhuang.

He waved his right hand and threw something on the grass at the edge of the swamp. Then, he only cried and shouted at Yang Junshan: "It's all Xu Jing, it's Xu Jing who wants to harm me. Please tell my parents that it's Xu Jing who wants to harm me."

Yang Junshan ran to the edge of the swamp where Hao Zhuang was at. At this moment, Hao Zhuang's head had already sunk into the quagmire, but his hands were still clawing around.

Yang Junshan shouted, "Grab!" and threw the kudzu vine towards Hao Zhuang's hands, but perhaps because of the panic, Yang Junshan's throw went too far, Hao Zhuang's hands were still grabbing, but he couldn't grab anything.

Yang Junshan hurriedly retrieved Kudo and threw him out again. This time, he landed in front of Hao Zhuang. Yang Junshan was overjoyed, "Quick, catch him!"

Hao Zhuang's hand was still grabbing randomly, but he couldn't grab the place where Ge Teng fell. Yang Junshan realized that Hao Zhuang's head was sunk in the mud, so not only was he unable to see Ge Teng, he couldn't even hear what Yang Junshan was saying.

He could only put the vine directly into his hands!

Yang Junshan quickly retrieved his kudzu vine, but this time, he didn't throw it out because while he was doing so, Hao Zhuang's extended hands were already motionless. By the time he tried to throw them again, his hands had already disappeared into the quagmire.

Yang Junshan carefully collected the seven low-rank spirit grass bug mushrooms from the shrubbery. Although there was still less than half a day before the encampment closed, he didn't bother to search for valuable things in the Hundred Bird Mountain anymore. He just sat there in a daze.

On the contrary, in the hundred years of his past life, Yang Junshan had seen too many life-and-death battles, and he had even seen more miserable deaths. Even after he had been reborn, Yang Junshan had also seen a few teenagers die tragically under the claws of a mountain tiger near the purple striped pig's nest.

However, Yang Junshan instinctively resisted these experiences. It seemed that these things could be ignored by Yang Junshan with indifference, as if he was a spectator looking down from a high vantage point.

It wasn't until Hao Zhuang, who was a person of the same age with Yang Junshan's efforts to save him, was unable to save his life that Yang Junshan truly realized that having the memories of his past life didn't mean he had the gold medal to avoid death. On the contrary, death had always been so close to him.