Douluo: I heard that Disaster is a waste?

There were suddenly several less rotten redbud vines around Qian Yuehuan, and she walked faster.

But her body was still itchy and unbearable. With the help of the light, Qian Yuehuan saw that her calves were full of pits and there was not a single piece of healthy skin. All of them were scratched by the hooks of the Bauhinia vines, and the blood and flesh were used as nutrients.

Her clothes were also stained with blood. Qian Yuehuan bit her tongue and tried to keep herself awake.

Suddenly, a white light flashed by and Qian Yuehuan rubbed his eyes.

Just twenty meters ahead, there was a glittering fairy grass growing in the soil.

Its rhizome is purple-gold, and it has two palm-sized leaves, one red and one blue. A strange and twisted light emanates from the leaves.

Eat the fairy grass!

At just one glance, these three big words suddenly appeared in Qian Yuehuan's mind.

She confirmed that this was the Immortal-Eating Grass she was looking for.

Qian Yuehuan couldn't describe this strange feeling. Now she just wanted to go over quickly and pick the Immortal-Eating Grass.

A few steps forward, several rotten redbud vines began to move, blocking Qian Yuehuan's way.

Qian Yuehuan frowned subconsciously. There was still a distance of 18 meters, and she absolutely could not die here!

He took out more than half of the fish meat from the soul guide at once, a full twenty kilograms!

Qian Yuehuan stretched out her arms forward, and the rotten vines of Bauhinia in front of her smelled the scent and moved over, leaving Qian Yuehuan six or seven meters of space to move forward.

Qian Yuehuan was delighted and stepped forward quickly, but the ground was extremely soft. After walking five or six meters, Qian Yuehuan's thighs had already sunk into the swamp, and her feet landed on the intricately intertwined roots of the rotten vines of the Bauhinia tree.

There was still a distance of twelve meters, Qian Yuehuan took out all the fish meat in the soul guide. This was the only fish meat she had.

But they only advanced five meters before the swamp mud reached Qian Yuehuan's waist and abdomen.

Seven more meters!

The further you go, the thicker the roots of the redbud vines become, and each redbud vine is as big as two fists.

In the eyes of this patch of rotten redbud vines, Qian Yuehuan is just food and nourishment.

A small vine of Bauhinia rotten branches wrapped around Qian Yuehuan's calf, and its thorns expanded as if breathing.

The hook pierced into the flesh, and after it expanded, it pierced deeper, and with another hook, it rolled out a small piece of flesh.

Itching, tingling, numbness, and Qian Yuehuan felt that the flesh on her calves and abdomen was getting less and less.

Qian Yuehuan's eyes turned red with pain, but she didn't make a sound.

Instead, he forced himself to move forward step by step, and the fat on his body became less and less.

It took Qianyuehuan half an hour to walk a distance of several meters.

The swamp mud reached Qian Yuehuan's chest, and Qian Yuehuan was only one meter away from the Immortal-Eating Grass.

The extreme fatigue made Qian Yuehuan's eyelids feel heavy, and she wanted to fall into a deep sleep.

With a dizzy head, Qian Yuehuan had no idea what was happening to her. She couldn't even feel any pain, only numbness all over.

Relying on her willpower, Qian Yuehuan reached out to touch the Immortal-Eating Grass.

What was seen was a left hand with only bones and tendons left, with some flesh and blood still hanging on it.

This huge contrast made Qian Yuehuan dazed for a moment.

The next moment, hot tears welled up in Qian Yuehuan's eyes, and she suddenly felt so wronged.

She could have lived a stable life as the second daughter of the Spirit Hall, but she was abandoned because of unfounded rumors.