62: Escape Team

Li Tianyang didn't care what that guy was thinking and just ran headfirst towards the exit portal.

Li Qingshan followed behind, then suddenly glanced sideways in the direction of the forest.

There seemed to be someone there!

Someone was frantically running towards them!

"Hey, hey, do you see that person running towards us?"

Li Qingshan stammered.

Li Tianyang frowned at his words, his steps faltering as he looked in the direction of the forest, and suddenly realized there really was someone running frantically!

That wasn't the main point; the main point was that several giant trees were closely following behind him!

One of the tree trunks was as thick as a millstone!

They were uprooted, branches flailing, fiercely chasing that person!

"Damn it! Ghost-Face Treants! That one in the middle is at least a Fourth-Order!" Li Tianyang couldn't help but curse.

Running was fine, but why run towards them!

His luck was really bad this time!

He had been here for a week and had been running almost the entire time; now he had to suffer because of something someone else stirred up.

Suddenly, Li Tianyang glanced at Li Qingshan next to him; this guy was a harbinger of bad luck!

The next moment, he started running frantically in another direction; he decided he couldn't run with this jinx Li Qingshan anymore!

Li Qingshan was stunned, then immediately reacted, cursing inwardly, and followed him.

"Don't follow me!"

"I'm not following you; I just want to run in this direction!"

Li Tianyang changed directions, but Li Qingshan also turned and clung to him.

Li Tianyang cursed inwardly and ran headfirst.

Behind them.

Chen Qing was also about to curse.

Didn't he just kill one Ghost-Face Treant?

Why were these Treants acting like they were crazy? The pamphlet from the school's mission department didn't say this kind of situation would occur!

His clothes were tattered, and he had finally found an opportunity to break out of the forest, his body and face covered in mud and blood; without a closer look, it was impossible to tell who he was.

He had seen the two people ahead from a distance, and with his current eyesight and Mental Energy, he recognized them at a glance.

He remembered these two should be Third-Order, right?

Why were they running? They had no Martial Artist's courage!

Chen Qing's D-rank combat boots were almost sparking against the ground; he was very glad he had diligently Cultivated movement and speed-type Martial Skills, otherwise, he would be in trouble today.

Ahead.

"No, why is that person behind us still chasing both of us? Are they sick!" Li Qingshan cursed.

Li Tianyang had already noticed that the guy was very fast, but the main problem was that both of them were carrying many packages, so they couldn't run at full speed.

"Quick, split up! If we don't split up, both of us are done for! That damned guy behind us just wants us to help him!

That's definitely a Fourth-Order Ghost-Face Treant!

This guy probably doesn't know us and doesn't know we can't help him!

If we get caught, neither of us will escape!

Split up and try your luck."

Li Qingshan ran headfirst without replying.

Nonsense, he wouldn't split up; his strength was inferior to Li Tianyang's, and if he was unlucky enough to be chased, he would truly have no chance.

"Li Qingshan, you bastard, I must have been crazy to go on a mission with you!"

"Get lost! You were the one who was tempted by what I told you; now that you've got it, you want to kick me aside? No way!"

Behind them.

Chen Qing was running with all his might, and he could clearly feel the rage of those old trees behind him even from a distance; it was only because these Treants weren't good at rushing that he hadn't been caught yet.

This Lao Yang, he kept running and didn't even think to help his old junior with a few slashes.

Chen Qing's figure flashed to the side, dodging a branch attack.

He wiped the cold sweat from his face, feeling a bit scared.

That Fourth-Order Treant could actually attack while running!

His Mental Energy stirred, and dozens of meters ahead in the air, an ice mirror quickly condensed.

Chen Qing's figure vanished, narrowly avoiding another attack.

He was already less than 10 meters away from Li Qingshan and Li Tianyang; Chen Qing pushed off the ground, his Shadow Step bursting repeatedly, and with a flash, he overtook the two of them.

"Damn it! We've been caught!"

Li Qingshan broke out in a cold sweat; at this moment, his speed was the slowest, and he was closest to the Ghost-Face Treant behind him!

Li Tianyang was quick-witted, turning around and changing his escape direction; Li Qingshan quickly followed.

However, very soon, that ghostly figure appeared in front of them again.

Li Tianyang was already planning to curse the other party's family.

Suddenly, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the other party's profile.

Although the other party's face was covered in mud and blood, and although his face was as pale as a zombie, why did that profile look so familiar?

"Yang-ge, don't, don't run anymore! Let's turn around and fight!

The three of us, let's combine our strength and fight them, otherwise, if we keep running like this, none of us will escape!"

Hearing this voice, Li Tianyang hadn't reacted yet, but Li Qingshan behind him was already cursing: "Chen Qing! You're a scoundrel! Why did you provoke the Ghost-Face Treant King for no reason?"

Chen Qing panted, his words somewhat broken: "First, first don't worry about that. We need to solve our current predicament first.

We can't let them keep chasing us; none of us are in very good condition, so we must find a way to shake them off."

Li Tianyang's heart was currently in a fierce struggle.

What's going on?

This Chen Qing in front of me, he should be the Chen Qing I know, right?

Didn't this guy ask me which university to choose a while ago? How did he suddenly appear on the Qi Ling Star Battlefield?

The last time he saw him, it was around August 20-something, right? At that time, he seemed to be a non-Martial Artist, right?

What's the date today?

He came in on September 1st, how long has it been?

He suddenly turned his head and asked, "Li Qingshan, how long have we been here? Tell me honestly, was I knocked unconscious for a period of time during this period?"

He now suspected that he might have been ambushed, otherwise, why would he feel like "time has slipped away"?

Li Qingshan was stunned for a long time, then mumbled, "About a week, right? Today shouldn't be past September 10th!"

"September 8th! Lao Yang, why are you asking that? Where's that vigor we had when we met before?

Fight! That Ghost-Face Treant behind us is only Fourth-Order, leave him to you!"

Ahead, Chen Qing was a bit breathless, urging him on.

Calling me Yang-ge?

It really is this kid!

Damn, he's progressing so fast? With this speed and physical quality, he must be at least at the Peak of First-Order, right?

Does your family Cultivate on a rocket?

He considered himself to be very fast, but this guy in front of him was simply defying the heavens!

Li Tianyang steadied his Dao Heart, took a deep breath, and said, "I can't deal with a Fourth-Order one! I'm only Third-Order! You provoked a Fourth-Order one and now you're relying on me. At least I'm your senior, and the first time we meet on the battlefield, you give me such a big gift!"

"Swoosh!"

A branch from behind suddenly attacked, directly piercing a package on Li Qingshan's waist.

Li Qingshan was anxious, his eyes turning green as he watched the treasures fall!

"My two ancestors, stop chatting! I beg you, hurry up and think of a solution!"