She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 655: Who Will Die First?

'It's so damp and warm here. I hope there are no snakes around.'

Thinking of this, Cheyenne didn't even dare to reach out to the branches beside her.

But with this slow pace, she feared that she wouldn't be able to get out of this swampy forest even after the sun went down.

What's worse, she had a lingering feeling of unease, as if there were invisible eyes watching her from behind.

This feeling intensified as she walked deeper into the swampy forest.

Sure enough, her intuition was correct.

Shortly after entering the swampy forest, with her vision greatly hindered, her hearing became unusually sharp.

In addition to the faint sound of the wind, there was also the "gurgling" sound of flowing water, along with the sound of footsteps.

Cheyenne judged that the person coming was a man!

Startled, she realized that her intuition was right. She was being followed, but when did this person arrive?

As she pondered, the man behind her also furrowed his brow, holding his breath as he cautiously took a step forward.

He regretted not making a move when they were by the stream earlier. Now that Cheyenne had entered the swampy forest, the mission's difficulty had increased by half.

It wasn't just the external difficulties, but also the psychological and physical pressure he was facing.

As the altitude increased, the air became thinner, and he found it increasingly difficult to breathe due to altitude sickness, unconsciously quickening his breath.

As a result, the inhalation of toxic gas accelerated, and his body began to feel heavier.

He couldn't let himself continue like this. The man quickly took out a yellow talisman from his pocket and murmured something under his breath.

The talisman ignited, but the bright yellow flame only lasted for less than three seconds.

and ease throughout his body. The man couldn't help but let out a long breath

piece

on the back of his hand, followed by a tingling, numbing sensation that made him

not scratch the wound, so he could

in front of him, the blur of military green caught

close. The man joyfully called out to her from

Cheyenne

by the direction of the wind and the sound of the stream

somewhat familiar, and he knew

that he was calling

quickly identified this

was coming to the deadly forest

Jostrana guy, what's his purpose in tracking himself? Is

quickened her pace forward, her

Arms wide, toes gripping the ground, she managed

you think you

rang

through the biting cold wind, flying from not too

keen sense of sound from her years of training, she might have been

the man behind continued

to the commotion, flapping their wings to flee the source

With her movements accelerating,

sickness and the

more intense.. Despite being pregnant, Cheyenne, with

"Don't... don't run!"

like to see, would you run faster, or would my gun be

Do you think I'm stupid? If you really saw me, you would

grazed

forehead was now damp with sweat, and whether it was from sweat or the condensation of forest mist, she didn't have the time to wipe it before a stone struck her shoulder

"Uh."