After a few days of rest, Zhang Ning once again turned into a pony and ran to the dense forest in the northeast - this time it was really not a drama addiction, but a healthy sport caused by his love of running.

He ran through bare red rock canyons, jumped across rocky streams, and stepped into a rust-colored forest with trunks as smooth as steel pipes.

Zhang Ning walked in the forest "poof", his hooves covered with purple slender leaves, as if walking on a thick carpet. In the gloomy forest, sporadic rays of sunlight hit the ground like laser beams. The sound of the stream was much more faint, and the forest was dark and silent, and the occasional birdsong evoked some echoes.

Suddenly, the ears of the "star pony foal" moved, and he heard a slight "pop", "trumpet", and "pop", and it was getting closer and closer.

Zhang Ning stopped and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

A dark shadow jumps from tree to tree at a rapid pace, making a "pop" and "horn" sound every time it leaves the trunk.

With the last gentle "horn", a furry monster appeared on the trunk of the tree.

The long isosceles triangular face, the dark eyes under the long eyelashes, the hairy back, and the eight brachial feet covered with suckers underneath - the sound of "popping" and "horning" is the sound of the brachiopod suction cups leaving the smooth trunk of a tree.

"Are you a representative of the Star Pickers?" asked the visitor in a trembling guttural voice.

"Generation?...... I am!" Zhang Ning replied categorically, and only the image of a tentacle sheep with a pheasant in his stomach was left in his consciousness, and this capable appearance was really shocking.

The tentacle sheep's instantaneous membrane quickly covered his eyes and quickly retracted: "Just send you such a little bit?"

"When Taishang was young, he once said, 'There are always geniuses in this world'. Zhang Ning smiled modestly.

After being stunned for a while, the tentacle sheep turned around and jumped up to another tree, and the trembling voice gradually drifted away: "Follow me." Don't lose ......."

After walking for two quarters of an hour, Zhang Ning followed the tentacle sheep to a small clearing in the forest, where many demon clans had gathered.

"Before sunrise, the Fourteen Clans destroyed the palace of the Dwarves. The snow-white and fluffy hair, the horns of the sheep like two upside-down screws, and the serious expression of the Zhengjing sheep said tremblingly while chewing something.

This Zhengjing sheep looks like a military advisor, if it weren't for its horns getting in the way, it might even wear the Yuanyou Crown.

Before the words fell, the entourage behind the leader Zhengjing sheep handed over a thin piece of yellow straw paper, and the leader of Zhengjing sheep grabbed it, shook off its upper and lower teeth and grinded it.

"But the Fourteen Clan Alliances have all suffered heavy losses, and the Erwei Clan and the Star Picking Clan have been severely injured by the evil eagles from the human realm. The leader of the Flying Sheep spoke eloquently in a trembling voice. It is small and slender, only the size of a Kyoto bar, while its horns, which resemble a flying bun, are the size of a newborn foal, like a battering ram with long legs, and are suitable for charging into battle at first glance.

"The Fourteen Clan Alliance has always looked down on our six clans, and this time I want them to see the power of the Sheep Clan Alliance. The leader of the tentacle sheep bleated hatefully, its eight thick wrists and feet tightly wrapped around the trunk of a bamboo pole, almost breaking it.

"I'm going to cut him this time!" said a slashed goat demon smuttering viciously—this was the leader of the hob sheep, with horns like two sharp swords on their heads, and dagger-sharp horns sticking out of their hooves and joints, looking like capable assassin leaders.

"Let ~him~they~look~see. The voice fluttered, and the body of the cloud sheep also fluttered, like a pile of giant marshmallows tied to a tree.

"Give them a good look. The leader of the fragrant sheep also echoed. On the top of its head there are four horns, two long and two short, the four points can be connected to form a square, the texture of the horns is similar to amber, and the blood vessels and blood clots can be seen inside, and the edge of the upper lip has two fangs that glow with the light of toothpaste.

- The accents of these sheep demons are delicate, whether they are telling a serious narrative, complaining to vent their dissatisfaction, or scolding the enemy and boosting morale, they are all like coquettishness.

"Chief, I have caught a detailed work of the Fourteen Clans. The tentacle sheep who led Zhang Ning over interjected.

All the sheep set their eyes on Zhang Ning.

"Who?me?" Zhang Ning blurted out, he involuntarily took a few steps back, "No, no, no, I'm not interested in your meetings and resolutions at all, I just want to visit the Mutton Expo!"

"Expo" is a word coined in the language of the demon clan, and even if the sheep demons hear it, they can't understand it, but they must understand the word "mutton"! They immediately scolded the star picking clan and surrounded Zhang Ning.

At this moment, two rust-colored tree trunks fell from the sky and plunged two steps behind Zhang Ning, and a tough-looking spider web was pulled between the two trunks, and there was slime slowly dripping from the web......