At this time, Xiang Yuwen, the young master of the Chaos Lord, was holding an obsidian bow more than half a person high, riding on a galloping red-maned horse, and marching quickly in the dense jungle.

The sudden chase had been going on for hours.

It was a small fox with a rose pattern on its forehead, and its red fur glittered in the sunlight. It seemed to be familiar with the forest, moving left and right to dodge, using the terrain to dodge the arrows from behind.

Uncle Hei's methods are quite weird, and several times he condensed his big black hand in the air to grab the little fox, but he was suddenly thrown away by it.

Xiang Yuwen's heart was hot, he already knew what he was chasing. Rare xenomorph - Rose Spirit Fox! Even if he was a respected himself, he had only heard of it, and if it wasn't for the well-informed Uncle Hei to remind him, he would have brushed shoulders with this spiritual creature.

Hunting this one is worth thousands of ordinary prey!

Being able to hunt such a spiritual creature for the first time is not only a manifestation of strength, but also a symbol of auspiciousness and dragon luck!

The fox was tired from running to the ground, but it was quite spiritual, and it seemed to see that they did not dare to approach the lake, and ran towards the green lake.

Uncle Hei jumped high, crossed the index and middle fingers of his right hand, and made a throat-cutting gesture to the young master behind him.

Xiang Yuwen suddenly realized and lifted his spirits, which means that this hunt is about to come to an end, and Uncle Hei attacks the right and the left.

He silently noted that he was not a fool, and this hunt was also a learning for him, whether it was the experience of resisting the enemy or the control of the rhythm of the battle, although this spirit fox did not have any attack ability...

In fact, the two of them have not used their full strength, and Xiang Yuwen knows that this is an opportunity for Uncle Hei to let him practice riding and shooting. Mounted archery seems to be a simple addition of horseback riding and archery, but it is extremely complicated, with the bumps of the horse greatly increasing the difficulty of aiming, and the two-handed bow and arrow can only control the horse with two legs, so the difficulty is greatly increased.

But the red-maned horse is worthy of its name, running in the complex jungle terrain for several hours, still flying with four hooves, as fast as thunder, Xiang Yuwen sat on the horse's back without feeling the slightest bump.

This time, Xiang Yuwen did not draw arrows from the quiver on the side of the saddle, but held the bow in his left hand, grabbed it from the air with his right hand, and pulled the bowstring away, moving extremely slowly. The pitch-black longbow was illuminated by a dazzling white light, and invisible runes flowed endlessly. The center of the bowstring is aimed at the left front of the fox galloping in front of it.

At the same time, a black aura danced under Uncle Hei's feet, suspended in the air, and his right arm slowly lifted up, and slowly slashed downward, as heavy as a load on a mountain.

Almost at the same moment when Uncle Hei's right arm was chopped, Xiang Yuwen released the bowstring, his face was pale, and the whole person seemed to collapse. But a smug smile appeared on his face.

Three invisible arrows shot into the distance with a piercing sound of breaking through the air.

It worked!

Seeing that he was about to run to the lakeside, at this time, Uncle Hei's hand knife on the right side took the lead in slashing to the right side that was close at hand, and with a loud bang, the earth flew, and the black aura even burned the fur of the spirit fox. Frightened, the spirit fox's eyes flashed red, and he suddenly accelerated to the left, jumped forward, and just shrunk his small body behind a towering tree that was hugged by several people, and with the same trick, it escaped many previous hunts.

But this time was different, because at the moment when the spirit fox jumped to the left, Xiang Yuwen's three invisible arrows were shooting at the trunk.

With a soft "snort", there were three more finger-thick holes on the trunk, and at the same time, a sharp scream of the spirit fox sounded.

Xiang Yuwen breathed a long sigh of relief, put the ink-black longbow behind him again, clamped the horse's belly with his legs, and the horse snorted and walked over unhurriedly.

I saw a pool of blood, the spirit fox lying on the grass behind the trunk, "squeaking" and screaming, the left half of the body had black burn marks, and the right hind leg was dripping with blood. It tried to stand up several times but fell to the ground, its agile eyes filled with pain.

Uncle Hei slowly fell from the air, and a few leaps flew over, giving a thumbs up to Xiang Yuwen.

Xiang Yuwen turned over and dismounted, his breathing was still a little rapid, and he looked at Uncle Hei and grinned.

The world has been ignited by war for thousands of years, but war has also driven mankind to better explore the world, and people believe that the natural resources that contain "energy" are not only chemical raw materials such as oil and coal. Sure enough, a white crystal ore at the top of the upper mantle confirmed the suspicions. This ore is extremely rich in "energy" and is called energy crystal.

The formation process of energy crystals is a mystery, and it cannot be directly absorbed by humans, but becomes edible through a series of processing processes, this kind of food is called energy crystal food, and through energy crystal food, the time to obtain "energy" can be greatly shortened by induction.

Although energy crystals are rare, the Chaos Leader dominates the side, so they naturally have some reserves, after all, they have the right of priority to exploit the territory of the Sin Clan that they have occupied in the past few hundred years, and the share of energy crystals that are greedy for ink alone is quite a lot.

Therefore, as the young master of the Chaos Lord, although Xiang Yuwen was generally interested in cultivation, under the cramming resources of his father, the number of source patterns he condensed was by no means inferior to some geniuses of the same age. The [Empty Arrow] just cast seems simple, but in fact, each arrow is accompanied by more than a dozen source patterns, otherwise how can the towering ancient trees of thousands of years be so easy to penetrate?

Xiang Yuwen took out a small silver-white cage from the package hanging behind the saddle, "Uncle Hei, help me..."

He turned his head, and there was no one behind him.

The chirping of cicadas stops, the breeze blows, and the turquoise water of the lake ripples.

Xiang Yuwen shuddered coldly.

...

Two figures were suspended in the air, one wearing a black robe, and the black aura was beating under his feet, it was the black uncle who had just disappeared.

The other person is like an elegant scholar, gently shaking the folding fan with one hand, the corners of his mouth are hooked, and he has the momentum of having everything in the world in the palm of his hand, and his demeanor is heartbreaking.

"It's funny, and I wonder how Wen'er managed to get out of town without alarming any of us. It turns out that there are such hidden people around him..."Xuan Ce smiled lightly.

Uncle Hei lowered his eyes, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

"Actually, I've been suspicious of you for a long time, where did you come from such a mysterious dumb servant, the realm of chaos is so close to the land of the sins, and a dumb servant appeared next to the young master, don't you say strange? If I'm not mistaken, you're one of the fish that slipped through the net in the war a hundred years ago. ”

"You think you're well disguised, hehe, I'll admit you're good, but it's a pity you ran into me. ”

"Are you wondering why I'm here to stop you here instead of saving Wen'er first. Xuan Ce raised his eyebrows slightly, "Because there are also old seven and eight people who came with me, they should have saved Wen'er by this time." You're strong, but you're no match for the three of us. ”

"Let me guess your plan, obviously the sinners are ready to start a war, at this time, you make a secret move, and hold the heir of the lord hostage, not only to hit the morale of the other party, if you can use clever means to turn the little young master into your puppet, used to blackmail the lord, the lord loves his son, even if he fulfills the righteousness, it will disturb his mind, and lay a wonderful foreshadowing for the war. ”

"Today's sinners are no longer beasts that only know how to kill, there are masters behind them..."Xuan Ce sighed.

"Don't think you're just one step late, I've got the news from the moment you left the city, your move is the counter-strategy I've prepared. ”

"Just tie your hands, go back with me, I guarantee as the second master of the Chaos Lord, your identity will not be exposed. On the contrary, you will be treated to the best possible hospitality!"

Uncle Hei raised his head, and a mocking smile flashed on Gujing Wubo's face.

In the distance, there was a loud explosion in the dense forest, followed by the sound of collisions and the fall of countless trees.

Xuan Ce's eyes shot an incredible gaze, and for the first time, he lost his temper: "How is it possible, there are still some of you who have crossed the abyss of sighing...".

At the same time, the gentle singing is carried by the breeze.

"Through me, into the city of pain, through me, into the pit of eternal misery, through me, into the multitude from which there will never be return..."

Xuan Ce's eyes were misty, looking up at the sky covered by the branches and leaves in front of him, a hideous smile appeared on his face, and his body fell from the air uncontrollably.

...

As early as a few minutes ago, when he found out that Uncle Hei was missing, Xiang Yuwen fell into a panic, and he panicked all of a sudden, not knowing what to do.

However, the song soon sounded in the breeze, and the song was very soft, but it made him feel as uncomfortable as a cat scratching, as if something was about to move in his body, and the eerie shore of the lake was suddenly full of temptation in his eyes.

"Through me, into the city of pain, through me, into the pit of eternal misery, through me, into the multitude from which there will never be return..."

The song could not be avoided, because it was no one else who drove him, but the demon that lurked in his heart, and the demon said that the place where the song came was the paradise of bliss, and he knew that it was bewitchment, but he could not help but think: What if it was just to take a look?

Just like people sometimes laugh at smokers and drunkards, the unbearable appearance is no longer ugly, just because at that moment it is the devil named Desire who manipulates them, and the devil only cares about playing the game of the world and never cares about the life of the host, they are out of the world, and when they are tired of playing, they leave behind the walking dead and enter a new game. Faust sells his soul to the devil in exchange for everything, and deep down everyone is Faust, the difference is that there is no angel to save the fire of love, so the devil really takes the soul.

Not only cigarettes, alcohol, and drugs, but also how vast the world is, how deep the abyss of desire is, mortals cling to the protruding cliff hanging stones, trembling upward, marching towards the light above their heads, every step is thought through, because even if one step is wrong, they will be dragged down the abyss by the devil.

However, it is precisely because there is no cure for the poison of desire that it reflects the high cost of will in this world. The hideous devil can only roar unwillingly when it encounters the host of will, and averts it as far away as a vampire sees the sun. The will sits in the heart, and if there is a god three feet above the head, then the evil will be kept away, and all laws will not invade.

"Creation is eternal and eternal punishment is eternal night...", the song is so light, but it continues.

Beads of sweat dripping from Xiang Yuwen's forehead, making small splashes on the ground, but he just stopped and didn't step on the strange turquoise lake. His mind was a mess, buzzing, Xiang Yuwen couldn't think at all, knelt on the ground, and muttered "Mom, Mom..."

Before this, no one knew that this frivolous and naïve young master had such a strong will - to reject the will of the devil. The call of the demon that made Xuan Ce have no ability to resist could not defeat this eighteen-year-old boy.

On the other side of the lake, stood a young girl with skin better than snow, a goose egg face, and a fluffy pink foxtail on her hips. Her light green eyes were beautiful, but slightly tired. The rose spirit fox curled up in her arms, arching her head aggrievedly.

Who would have thought that the song that aroused the devil of desire was sung from the mouth of this slim girl.

The girl was separated from Xiang Yuwen by a lake, and she looked deeply at the boy kneeling opposite.

So the singing voice changed, no longer like the devil whispering in the ear, but ethereal, reminiscent of the tenderness of the lover's whispering in the ear on the shore of the lake in the middle of the night.

"Memories are rippling

A dusty past

from the direction of the wind..."

Tears flowed from Xiang Yuwen's godless eyes, it was obviously a ballad written for his lover, but it made him seem to have returned to the arms of his mother when he was a child, the kind of warm leisure, the sense of security that the sky is not afraid of, and the strong love in his mother's eyes...

It has nothing to do with the ballad, the song just evokes the warmth hidden in everyone's heart, and in the refreshing comfort and warmth, the vigilance is greatly reduced. If the temptation of the devil can be resisted, how can the warm current of love in the heart be resisted?

The girl's lips were slightly closed, singing an ancient ballad.

“... Alone, night drinking, strange alleys

Dizzy blurred eye sockets

The first meeting in the evening

Hugh asked me who he was..."

Xiang Yuwen had two lines of tears on his face, pacing slowly, under his feet was the turquoise lake, the lake was gently rippling in the breeze, but it was like walking on the ground under his feet.

...

Uncle Hei was dressed in a black robe, carrying the unconscious Xuan Ce in his hand, the black aura flickered under his feet, and he jumped over the lake in a few leaps.

In the distance, a golden eagle with six heads broke its wings and flew over the lake, and under its sharp claws were the bloodied, unconscious old seven and eighth.

The golden eagle let out a loud hiss, and the girl by the lake playfully snapped her fingers at him, and stumbled behind her towards Yuwen towards the gray and dilapidated black depths.

...