Chapter 230 This grass is a bit strange

   Zhao Meng followed the amoeba forward.

  As he moved away from the beach, the sound of the waves in his ears disappeared, and at the same time, the surrounding environment became darker.

   Zhao Meng summoned the flying sword with a wave of his hand. Through the light emitted from the flying sword, he could see the surrounding scene clearly.

  Although Zhao Meng clearly knew that he was in the crevice of the fold fairy,

   But he couldn't see the sky at all, how high the sky was, only the deep and dim sky.

  The sky cannot be seen clearly, but some traces on the ground are clearly visible.

  Under the light, Zhao Meng can clearly see that most of the ground here is dark red.

   However, in addition to the dark red ground, there are also some lavender stripes that crisscross the ground.

  After knowing where he was, seeing this criss-cross pattern, Zhao Meng easily thought of some kind of muscle tissue.

   "This should be the inside of the extremely deep folds!"

   "I don't know what's going on with Wrinkle Fairy?"

  Recalling the horrible mutation before, Zhao Meng was a little worried about the state of the Wrinkled Immortal.

   "The Wrinkle Immortal has lost her voice for a long time!"

   "Shouldn't it be damaged by the impact of special quirks?"

   "Perhaps he was dizzy from the impact!"

  If you were a normal living body, if you were in such a danger, you might turn your eyes white and fall to the ground for a long time without being able to wake up.

   But immortals are immortals after all, and Zhao Meng dare not judge them with common sense.

   "In any case, take advantage of the abnormality of the wrinkled fairy, and escape here as soon as possible?"

   "Xixi Lake, can you still sense the existence of the magic net?"

   "Sensing..." Xixihu was silent for a few breaths before responding:

   "Sorry, I didn't sense it!" Hearing such an answer, Zhao Meng pondered for a moment:

   "Originally I wanted to use the magic net to guide the direction, but now it seems that I can only judge the direction from the traces of the previous liquid impact."

   Zhao Meng looked up at the dark sky.

  In such an inexplicable world, if you want to leave here, the first thing you need to determine is the direction.

  If the direction is wrong, he will sink deeper and deeper, and he will never be able to escape from here.

   Just as Zhao Meng was thinking about how to escape from here, there was a murmuring sound in front of him.

  I saw that pool of strange liquid stopped, as if urging Zhao Meng to follow up quickly.

   Seeing this situation, Zhao Meng stopped thinking about it, but followed the amoeba to see where this strange liquid would take him.

  …

  Zhao Meng followed the amoeba for a certain distance, and saw an unusual place.

  In the depth of the folds, Zhao Meng actually saw some strangely shining lights. When Zhao Meng saw clearly what the light source was, he couldn't help but froze for a moment.

  It turned out to be a device similar to an electric light. This light emitted bright white light, illuminating the scene below.

  There is a scene that surprised Zhao Meng even more

  It was a pipe extending from the dark red wall. The diameter of this pipe was as high as two people, and crystal liquid was slowly flowing out of it.

   The amoeba did not stop, but crawled into it.

  Zhao Meng also followed the amoeba to the pipeline. He glanced at the glowing lights above, but he didn't see anything like the wiring.

   "It is difficult to create such a pipeline and this light source with the existence of amoeba alone!"

   "So there are other life forms here besides amoebas!"

   "Is it a native fold creature, or is it a foreign creature inhaled by the fold fairy!"

  Thinking that there are other advanced forms of life here, Zhao suddenly became cautious. He glanced at the amoeba waiting for him in the pipeline, and walked into it.

  …

   This pipeline is not completely dark, either.

   Instead, a light would appear at a certain distance, and along the way, Zhao Meng discovered that none of these lights were broken.

  This kind of situation all shows that there are people who maintain it from time to time.

   moved forward for a certain distance,

  The transparent liquid that had reached the ankle disappeared at some point, and Zhao Meng, who followed the amoeba, walked into a dry pipe.

   Zhao Meng wanted to continue walking, but he heard a splash in front, and the sound of "water" falling in front, and at the same time, the amoeba leading the way disappeared.

  Seeing this situation, Zhao Meng came to the front cautiously, and then he saw a long thing standing there penetrating a large area.

   "Is this a plant?"

  With the help of the light, Zhao Meng clearly saw that there is a huge space at the end of this pipe.

   And in this space, there is a purple-pink "plant".

   This purple-pink thing, like a towering tree, breaks through the clouds above, making it impossible for people to know its height.

   It is not so much like a tree, but in Zhao Meng's eyes, it is more like a grass. The tree will spread its branches and leaves to form a huge canopy.

  But the giant that pierces the sky in front of me is as huge as a drop of water at the bottom, and becomes slender as it goes up.

  This thick-to-fine structure, combined with his current location, Zhao Meng couldn't help but have a certain idea in his heart:

   "Could it be said that this is from the Wrinkle Fairy..."

   "By the way, what about the amoeba?"

  Thinking of the sound of falling water before, Zhao Meng looked down, at the root of this huge "plant", surrounded by a shallow lake.

  At this time, the amoeba is swimming slowly inside,

   To be precise, a group of amoebas are swimming in it.

   What's even more strange is that some amoebas are entangled with each other, as if they are exchanging the substances in their respective bodies.

   "Come on..." Amoeba's vague consciousness passed over again.

   Zhao Meng could feel that the amoeba he loved was inviting him to go down.

  Seeing this scene, Zhao Meng, who has imitated countless animals, still doesn't know what's going on.

   "It turns out that this amoeba brought me here to attend their party."

   Thinking of this, Zhao Meng was a little dumbfounded.

  Looking at the turbulent pool below, Zhao Meng shook his head helplessly, and then planned to leave, continuing to search for a way to escape from the Wrinkled World.

   But just as he was about to leave, something suddenly turned up in the pool stirred by the amoeba:

   "That's... the clothing of the Fox clan!"

  Looking at the clothes floating on the water, Zhao Meng's heart moved:

   "So it seems that there are other races survived on the fairy boat?"

  Zhao Meng Yujian flew around the plant, the water is not deep, Zhao Meng did not see the fox body in it.

   "Was it eaten by these amoebas, or..."

  Zhao Meng raised his head and looked at the purple-pink plant in front of him.

   "What's on it?"

  Recalling the passages and lights that were obviously non-man-made buildings before, Zhao Meng thought for a few breaths, and then walked up the purple-pink plant.

   And the higher you go, the narrower the surrounding space becomes.

  The dark red walls around them fit the purple plants more closely.

   Fortunately, there are still gaps, and Zhao Meng can continue to penetrate.

"what sound?"

  After reaching a certain height, Zhao Meng vaguely heard a burst of booming sounds from above, which seemed to be the sound of huge mountains rubbing against each other.

  (end of this chapter)