This sudden thought made Wu Zheng immediately break out in a cold sweat, and he almost fell directly from the tree. Wu Zheng had heard from other veterans that some monsters could catch prey based on footprints on the snow. However, this is not what scares Wu Zheng the most. What worries and frightens Wu Zheng the most is another possibility. If monsters can forage based on footprints, then so can humans. In this way, it would be easy for the old man to find him.

Wu Zheng in the tree couldn't hold back any longer, maybe it wasn't safe here. Wu Zheng's brain thought quickly, and finally, an idea came to mind again.

Wu Zheng jumped under the tree and stood firmly with the help of the cushion of the snow. I looked at the huge footprints, and I made up my mind. It is very difficult to hide footprints in the snow. But now the situation is different, and the huge footprint in front of us has brought a great turn for the better. Wu Zheng's footprints were obviously a whole circle smaller than the huge footprints, so the perfect route was created for Wu Zheng now. But now Wu Zheng also has to make a choice, because Wu Zheng can travel in two directions. The first option is to follow the direction of the giant footprint. But this choice will undoubtedly bring Wu Zheng closer to danger. The second option is to go in the direction where the footprints came. But in the same way, this will also allow Wu Zheng to enter the unknown environment. In fact, no matter which way you go, it is extremely risky.

However, according to Wu Zheng's memory, it didn't snow these days. That is, these footprints were left at least three days ago. And the owner of that huge footprint should have been away for at least three days. Wu Zheng thought that the footprints had been gone for a long time, so he immediately made up his mind and followed the direction of the footprints.

Before setting off, Wu Zheng didn't feel any difficulties. But when Wu Zheng took a few steps, he found that there was a big distance between the huge footprints. This also means that Wu Zheng has to take a corresponding distance every step, which is also a big test for Wu Zheng, who has been walking in the snow for a long time.

One step, two steps, a teenager walked lonely under the moon. For most people in this world, the only choice is to run away when they are treated unfairly. Maybe these people don't have the courage to face it, or maybe they don't have the ability to deal with it. They face the sun every morning and ask for shelter. These people, most of whom are more ordinary, cannot withstand the darkness. But often, they are forced to be pushed into darkness step by step.

A bitter feeling came to Wu Zheng's heart, how powerless and weak they were in the face of the strong. Wu Zheng's calm heart was shattered again. Reality is cruel enough to force you to change. Wu Zheng's fists were clenched tightly, he didn't have the courage to swing his fists, let alone that kind of strength, these grievances had to be hidden in his heart by himself. Wu Zheng didn't cry, although no one would know. But this is his last dignity, the last critique of all this.

After walking for a long time, maybe my hands were numb from the cold. Maybe his feet couldn't walk anymore, Wu Zheng stopped. At this moment, Wu Zheng's mind has already calmed down, and this place should be safe enough for Wu Zheng. So in this way, Wu Zheng found a tree close to the footprints and jumped to grab the branch. Then there were two arms, and finally the whole body went up the tree. Then Wu Zheng looked under the tree again, but did not leave his footprints, and the hanging heart was put down.

This is already the safest place Wu Zheng can find. In the next few days, Wu Zheng only needed to stay quietly in the tree, and the footprints under the tree would cover for him. Besides, with such a huge footprint, ordinary demonic beasts will also retreat when they see it. Even if the old man really catches up, I'm afraid he will follow the footprints along the way, and he won't find Wu Zheng at all. After all, the old man would not have known that Wu Zhenghui had climbed the tree halfway. Of course, this is the worst-case scenario. But no matter how you think about it, it's the safest way to go. At the moment, Wu Zheng can only gamble.

Wu Zheng, who had been walking all night, couldn't hold it anymore at the moment. Now Wu Zheng just wants Wu Zheng to hide the burden he brought, and then let himself climb up for a while. In this way, his body is better hidden in the tree. Then Wu Zheng fell asleep in the dawn sun.

Wu Zheng, who was asleep, was groggy as if he had heard something. Wu Zheng's eyes opened instantly, but his body didn't dare to move. Wu Zheng listened carefully, and suddenly a golden light pierced Wu Zheng's eyes. It was sword light, and Wu Zheng's first reaction was that the sunlight was reflected by the sword. Wu Zheng is very sensitive to these weapons, because he grew up in the military camp since he was a child, so he knows it very well. After subconsciously, the branch that Wu Zheng grabbed in his hand took off, and then Wu Zheng lost his balance and fell directly from the tree.

Wu Zheng, who fell to the ground, immediately got up after enduring the pain in his body, and hurriedly looked in the direction of the sword light. Sure enough, as Wu Zheng expected, it was the hateful old man. At this moment, the old man was standing opposite Wu Zheng with a smile on his face, and a pair of old eyes were staring at Wu Zheng fiercely. Wu Zheng didn't see any movement from the old man, as if he wasn't worried that Wu Zheng would run away. This kind of look, Wu Zheng had only seen in the eyes of the old hunter. Now that he is about to become a prey, how can Wu Zheng not be angry, and there is more fear. Although Wu Zheng didn't know how the old man found out at this time, the old man was definitely not good.

Silence, deathly silence all around. The atmosphere made Wu Zheng feel a little depressed, and a feeling of suffocation made it difficult for him to accept. In an instant, grief, anger, and despair all came to Wu Zheng's heart. The old man still looked at Wu Zheng quietly, but the long sword in his hand was tightly clenched, and it seemed that he was about to make a move. At this time, Wu Zheng clearly saw that there were blood stains on the hilt of the sword. Wu Zheng knew that the sword needed to be cleaned after use, so as to avoid the sword itself from being corroded. It may be because of the weather that the blood clots faster and is not cleaned up. Or maybe the old man was in a hurry to catch up with him and didn't rush to clean up the bloodstains.

But in any case, it is clear that the old man's sword was used. What exactly did he do? A question popped up in Wu Zheng's mind. Wu Zheng had a bad premonition, as if something terrible was going to happen. What is it? Wu Zheng's heart could no longer calm down, because this question lingered.