"Hmph, you want to play too..." Liu Yuansi snorted discontentedly, but before he could finish the word "play," he froze because he too heard the noise.
"Buzz buzz buzz..."
The faint vibrations of insects flapping their wings sounded just like when mosquitoes get inside a net at night while you're sleeping. But that's a sound you can only hear in a very quiet environment.
But now, all of them heard it. Someone picked up a flashlight first, and then everyone pointed their flashlights in the same direction.
He Xiaofei and Zhao Weitao's groups were holding outdoor high-beam flashlights, whose brightness was extremely high. The seven beams combined illuminated the woods ahead, making all details clearly visible.
But the next moment they regretted it, wishing they hadn't seen the scene before them. A swarm of dark shadows came like clouds; they were countless black insects, and the buzzing sound was made by them.
