Lost Jungle

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    When he woke up, Wen Feng was surprised to find that they were still where they were.

    There is a surging wave behind him, the jungle in front of him, and the raging fire in the distance are rapidly approaching here.

    Don't the alien beasts plan to continue fleeing? With his black head raised and a little confusion in his tired black eyes, Wen Feng turned his head to look at Vikas above.

    An animal's paw with a black burnt substance on its strap covered the back of Wen Feng's head, gently stroking and soothing, and Vikas did not take his eyes off the forest fire.

    A large number of strange beasts sitting cross-legged and resting on the beach, with straight backs and sharp eyes, kept scanning the jungle, trying to find a way out.

    Flames surged from afar, approaching step by step, firmly trapping the beast on the sandstone at the edge of the forest, billowing thick smoke with a pungent smell drifting in the air.

    Unable to find hope, the strange beasts were approached by death little by little, and the herd of beasts sitting quietly began to agitate.

    A strange beast suddenly stood up from the ground, with a thick and long tail behind it stretched nervously, and it took wide steps. The strange beast had a face that could not see the expression, and quietly glanced at the vast sea. The huge animal eyes slowly closed.

    When he opened it again, the cold beast's eyes brought a sense of desperation, his legs sank into the wet sand, and sea water soaked his thick ankles covered with fine scales. The crimson arc of light jumped into the wave of white flowers.

    The other beasts stood up immediately, their eyes fixed on the tumbling sea, standing upright on the beach, waiting for the appearance of the beast that jumped into the sea.

    Vikas, who was holding Wen Feng, did not stand up, but sat on the ground calmly, surrounded by a large amount of collected food, most of which were prepared for Wen Feng.

    Picking out a crisp and tender fruit, Vikas dexterously handed the fruit to Wen Feng who had just woken up in his arms with his slightly curved animal claws.

    He took the fruit very naturally, took a small bite, and his weak body leaned limply on Vikas' strong chest, while Wen Feng's bright black eyes turned around.

    Reluctantly, Wen Feng smelled a trace of repressed restlessness and uneasiness in the air.

    Don't they know how to get out of here? As Wen Feng guessed, his gaze paused for a moment above the forest that was emitting thick black smoke, and a flash of shock also flashed across his heart, they must leave here as soon as possible.

    In the middle of the forest, the giant volcano was still erupting. Wen Feng didn't know if the terrifying magma would come here, but the high temperature of the burning trees was enough to burn himself into charcoal.

    The soft fingertips gently moved over Vikas's uneven and hideous scars, and Wen Feng's head was lowered, lost in thought.

    The crimson beast that jumped into the ocean to explore the way has not returned for a long time, and the restlessness of the beasts gathered by the seaside, desperately suppressed, faintly reached the critical point of explosion.

    Thick burning smoke spread over at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in Vikas' eyes, there was also a layer of uneasiness that could no longer be concealed.

    Wen Feng, who had been docilely in Vikas' arms, suddenly moved. With his back bent deeply, Wen Feng reached out and picked up a long and thin branch on the ground, and began to draw on the thin sand and stones. .