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As the smoke cleared, I found myself tightly embraced by Du Ming. His body heat seeped through my thin clothing, bringing a slight warmth but also making me acutely aware that we were still in danger. Sure enough, after the deafening explosion, the enemy quickly reacted, furious roars echoing from all directions, accompanied by the sharp sounds of clashing weapons, reminding us like a death knell that the shadow of death was never far away.
"Run!" Du Ming shouted, pulling me as we sprinted away from the trap. I followed closely behind him, not daring to pause for even a moment. The shouts and cries of battle grew closer behind us, and I could feel Du Ming's breathing becoming more rapid, his steps starting to falter.
We ran tirelessly, though I had no idea how long it had been. The barren landscape before us gradually transformed into a dense forest. Mist swirled among the trees, blocking out the sun and filling the air with a damp, decaying smell.
"We can't run anymore..." I gasped, my legs feeling as heavy as lead. Du Ming also came to a halt, his brow furrowed as he scanned our surroundings warily. His tone was grave, "It seems we've lost our way..."
"Lost our way?" My heart sank as I realized we had completely lost our sense of direction. Our food and water had been exhausted during the earlier battle, and now being trapped in this misty forest was adding insult to injury.
My gaze fell on Du Ming's wound; what had initially been a cut from a sharp blade was now turning an unhealthy shade of dark blue due to excessive blood loss and lack of medicine. A pang of anxiety gripped my heart as I hurriedly searched through my medicine pouch. However, I had already used most of my supplies to escape the trap, leaving only some insignificant herbs.
"Your wound..." I said heavily, filled with self-reproach. If only I had discovered the enemy's trap sooner; if only I were stronger, Du Ming wouldn't be injured and we wouldn't be in such dire straits.
"I'm fine," Du Ming shook his head, forcing himself to endure the pain. He tried to reach out to comfort me but winced as it pulled at his wound.
I turned my face away so he wouldn't see the tears in my eyes and forced myself to calm down. Although my medical skills couldn't fully heal Du Ming's injury, at least I could slow the spread of poison and buy him more time. Taking a deep breath, I crushed those seemingly useless herbs one by one and applied them to his wound.
However, my efforts felt futile against the harsh reality; the miasma in the forest continued to erode Du Ming's injury, and his complexion grew increasingly pale.
"Vivi..." I murmured to myself as Bai Wei's bright smile flashed in my mind. If she were here, perhaps she would have a solution.
Meanwhile, far from us in a hidden cave, Bai Wei was imprisoned in a dark and damp stone chamber. Her hands were tightly bound by heavy iron chains, her body marked with scars, yet her eyes remained bright with an indomitable spirit.
During her captivity, she had not given up on finding an opportunity to escape; more importantly, she had been quietly observing her captors' every move, trying to find their weaknesses to relay information outside.
Finally, an opportunity arose. A man dressed in black with a grotesque scar across his face entered the stone chamber. He was the leader of this group and the mastermind behind capturing me and Du Ming.
"Hmph, you’re quite resilient for a girl," the Scarred Man sneered as he approached Bai Wei. "Your two friends are probably trapped dead in the misty forest by now; what can you do even if you know?"
Bai Wei remained silent but stared coldly at the Scarred Man while turmoil surged within her. The misty forest? Could it be that Du Ming and Lingxi...
The Scarred Man seemed oblivious to Bai Wei's change in expression as he pulled out an ancient parchment scroll from his pocket and waved it in front of her triumphantly. "Do you know what this is? This is the key to unlocking an ancient secret realm! Once I obtain its treasures, I'll become the most powerful person in this world!"
Bai Wei's gaze fixed on the parchment scroll as her pupils constricted sharply. She recognized it; it was...
A heavy scent of blood filled the air as I leaned weakly against a dead tree, gasping for breath. Du Ming was no better off than me; he knelt on the ground with his sword plunged into the earth for support.
Just moments ago, we had encountered a massive beast with sharp fangs and tough scales; we had fought tooth and nail just to drive it back.
"Cough cough..." Du Ming suddenly broke into a violent fit of coughing. Alarmed, I rushed forward to support him. His face was terrifyingly pale with traces of blood at the corners of his mouth.
"Don't worry; I'm fine." He forced a smile at me despite knowing how dire his condition was. We had been trapped in this misty forest for three days now; our food and water were completely gone. Coupled with his injuries from escaping earlier traps, his body had reached its limit.
I held back my tears as I rummaged through my medicine pouch but found only some herbs for treating external wounds—barely enough for his current condition.
Could it be... were we really going to die here? Despair washed over me like a tide as I tightly grasped Du Ming's hand; tears finally overflowed from my eyes.
"Don't cry..." Du Ming weakly raised his hand, wanting to wipe away my tears, but it fell helplessly back down.
At that moment, a flash of inspiration struck me. I remembered reading about the Misty Forest in an ancient text, which mentioned a hidden formation within the forest that could lead to the outside world.
It felt like I had grasped the last straw of hope, and I quickly shared this discovery with Du Ming. A glimmer of hope ignited in his eyes as he struggled to stand up.
Following the descriptions in the ancient text, we stumbled our way through the forest and finally discovered a stone door flickering with a faint light in a valley.
"This is it!" I felt a surge of joy and rushed forward to push open the stone door.
However, as soon as my hand touched the door, a powerful force rebounded me.
"What’s happening?" I looked incredulously at the seemingly ordinary stone door, filled with confusion and fear.
"This is a restriction," Du Ming's voice came from behind me, his tone serious. "Moreover, this restriction is very strong; I'm afraid..."
Before he could finish his sentence, he collapsed weakly to the ground. I hurried to support him, feeling a chill in my heart.
Could it be... are we destined to be trapped here?
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