These voices were light and close, as if whispering in the ears of the beastmen, revealing a bewitching meaning.

Accompanied by the thick fog, the atmosphere was even more weird.

Fortunately, the beastmen could not see.

If there were beastmen who were not blindfolded, they would have discovered that there were countless floating shadows swaying in the thick fog, some far, some near, some big, some small, and in various shapes.

The only thing they had in common was that their voices were as unreal as the thick fog.

When the beastmen heard these voices, they held their breath unconsciously and quickened their pace.

These were elves.

The name sounds very dreamy, but they are actually a group of demons that make powerful orcs tremble in fear.

At this moment,

the orc at the end of the team suddenly slowed down.

The eyes under the beast skin suddenly opened, as if bewitched by something, slowly loosened the rope in his hand, and stared blankly in the direction of the orc who was gradually moving away from him.

"That's it, you are very tired, you can rest if you stop..."

"Come on, join us, there is nothing missing here, you can live the best life."

The voice in his ear was like a witch brainwashing him, the orc turned around and mechanically walked into the mist behind him.

Long Mo, who was walking in the front, paused.

He stopped suddenly. Even though he couldn't see, he could still keenly catch the movement behind him.

Hearing the footsteps that didn't match the team's, he frowned.

Just as the orc was about to disappear in the thick mist, a slender hand grabbed his arm and pulled him back from the mist.

The orc's stiff body softened in an instant.

He seemed to be released from the immobilization, and suddenly exhaled, his voice was surprised and surprised:

"What's wrong? What happened?"

"You almost fell behind." Long Mo's low voice sounded beside him.

The orc was relieved, and after digesting Long Mo's words, he broke out in a cold sweat.

"I, I was following the team, how could I fall behind?"

This is a sign of having one's spirit taken away by the elves, and losing one's mind.

The beasts were too frightened to move.

They couldn't see, and they didn't touch anything, so how could the elves lose their minds?

Could it be that these elves are omnipresent!

Long Mo frowned and said in a deep voice:

"It must be that you are too tired, and the elves took advantage of you."

Usually, the voices of elves can be resisted by orcs with strong wills, but their body's defense will decrease when they are tired.

They have been walking in the Wild Soul Forest for fifteen days.

Even if they rested in the middle, they kept their minds highly focused and didn't dare to relax completely. They were very tired physically and mentally.

Now is the best time for the elves to take action.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I'm holding you back." After hearing this, the beastman's face was full of shame and self-blame.

Other beastmen did not have this situation, only he was confused, he was too useless.

Long Mo was not good at comforting people.

But he also knew that these beastmen were here to help him, if they were not helping his Ling'er to find Ling Shuangzhi, they would not come here to take risks.

He raised his hand and patted the beastman's shoulder heavily.

"Follow me."

It is not easy to fall behind if you walk in front.

The beastman was so ashamed that he couldn't answer before a beastman in front gave a low reminder.

"Long Mo, it seems to be getting cold here."

Ling Shuangzhi grows in cold places!

As soon as these words came out, the beasts immediately perked up.

The one who spoke was the orc standing in the front. Long Mo's attention was on the orc who lost his mind just now. Although he noticed it, he was interrupted.

Hearing the orc's words, Long Mo's eyes flashed with a gleam of brilliance, and he said in a deep voice:

"Ling Shuangzhi should be nearby. There is no need to go forward. Let's look for it nearby."

The exhausted orcs finally showed joy on their faces.

Great!

They are finally about to find Ling Shuangzhi.

The tribe will soon have a powerful witch doctor, and the joy is enough to dispel their fatigue.

Hearing this, the beasts gathered into a circle, spread out little by little, and groped carefully.

Because there are still dangerous elves around, they dare not expose their eyes, and can only rely on their senses and hands to slowly search.

Lingshuangzhi itself has a chilly aura. The temperature where it grows is below zero, and the temperature difference is obviously different from other places. You can tell it apart even without using your eyes.

If you rely only on your eyes, you might be wiped out before you find Lingshuangzhi.

Soon,

a beastman's surprised voice rang out.

"Found it! Long Mo, do you think this is Lingshuangzhi?!"

Long Mo was squatting down, and his slender fingers touched something cold. Before he could check, several beastman's voices rang in his ears.

"I have it here too!"

"I think I found it too..."

The voices all came from the beastman on Long Mo's left.

Found everything?

Long Mo raised his eyebrows, took off the beast skin covering his eyes, and looked down at the thing he had just touched.

It is a silvery-white, almost transparent mushroom-like plant. The transparent mushroom is semicircular, and there are spider-web-like pink threads inside, which look like the blood vessels of the mushroom. You can even see them pulsating slightly with the naked eye.

It is indeed a plant of the Wild Soul Forest.

It looks so unique, dreamy and disgusting.

The mist dispersed here, as if it was dispelled by the cold air. When the dim vision opened, you could see these mushrooms surrounded by layers of white smoke.

It was exactly the same as the Lingshuangzhi described by Fengsheng.

Long Mo's eyes moved to the left.

He saw densely packed mushrooms growing on the ground on the left, all of which were the same plants as the mushrooms in front of him.

It was a large area of ​​Lingshuangzhi!!

"Long Mo, is this Lingshuangzhi?"

The beastman did not act rashly without Long Mo's permission. He did not dare to take off the beast skin and could only ask him out loud.

In the team, any slight movement will affect everyone.

No one wants to drag their feet and add a little trouble to the team.

"Yes."

Long Mo's voice was very pleasant.

He was probably in a happier mood at the moment.

If he found the Ling Shuang Zhi, he could save Ling Er. He could also go back to see Jiao Jiao earlier.

He had been away from the tribe for so long, and he didn't know how Jiao Jiao was doing.

"Great!"

"We found the Ling Shuang Zhi!"

The beastmen were all excited.

"Then let's pick the Ling Shuang Zhi now and set off back early!"

Long Mo nodded and said, "Half of the beastmen take off their skins to pick the Ling Shuang Zhi, and the rest of the beastmen are on guard around."

Half of the beastmen did not take off their skins, just in case.

If they had an accident, and the Ling Shuang Zhi was handed over to them, at least the Ling Shuang Zhi could be sent back to the tribe.

"Yes."

The beastmen responded in a low voice.

There was uncontrollable joy in their voices.