By this time noon had passed.

In the Wushi Ridge, large stones are piled up, all kinds of strange shapes, and there is a heavy smell of blood in the air.

Occasionally, some giant beasts pop up, but when they see the wasteland, they are like frightened birds. Where do they dare to touch their moldy heads, and even death will be a matter of an instant when the time comes.

After all, the Shura battlefield just now was right in front of them, and the terrifying scene was still vivid.

And the place became more and more peaceful, even the butterflies flying in the sky did not dare to flutter their wings loudly, and the birds did not dare to step into the sky.

The wasteland walked forward cautiously, and Lin Chip was behind him, and the two of them looked extremely cautious at this time.

There is a long way to go, and everything is still unknown. The people behind it don't know what tricks they're playing yet.

As time passed, they were finally out of the jungle again.

But everywhere the eye can see, there are large trees, and the depths of the dense forest seem to be quiet, and occasionally the cold wind invades, making a whirring sound.

"How do you feel eerie" Lin Chip followed closely behind the wasteland, and this place made him shiver constantly.

"If I'm guessing correctly, the sword light should be coming from the dense forest, so we shouldn't be far from that person," Wasteland said after a moment's thought.

"That sword light appeared out of thin air, how can you determine its location?" Lin Chip asked curiously.

"By feeling," said Wasteland.

"How do you feel it, hurry up and talk about it" Lin Chip continued to ask.

"Well, I don't know, it's just a gut feeling" The wasteland couldn't say a reason at this time.

"Okay" Lin Chip was slightly disappointed, but still followed closely behind the wasteland.

At this time, the wasteland had already stepped into the dense forest, and immediately felt a slight chill invade the body.

Chilly!

The wasteland really felt the cold.

"It's a little cold," Lin Chip said as he rubbed his arms together with his hands.

"Because of the obscuration of the towering trees, there is no sunlight in it all year round, so it seems very humid," Wasteland explained.

"Then this dense forest is so big, how can we find it" Lin Chip asked again.

"I'm thinking, it's not us looking for him now, he's looking for us," Wasteland said.

"Hmm, why do you say that?" Lin Chip didn't understand again.

"If the sword light is from him, then he will know about our existence, so we just need to go deeper, and he will naturally leave us a mark," said the moor.

"So there's no need to rush, let's just walk slowly," the moor continued.

At this time, in the depths of the dense forest, a young man of about twenty years was facing a big tree in front of him with a woodcutter in his hand.

The young man looked slightly tall, but overall he was on the thin side. His face was dark, and his eyes revealed a strong gaze.

The young man is very strong, and the tendon flesh of each part appears very hard. His posture was very tall at this time, and his tall chest was very strong.

The first impression of this young man is that he is tall and mighty, and the whole person is even more energetic.

Very energetic and motivated.

The woodcutter he was holding in his hand was very ordinary, the body of the knife was dark and shiny, the overall knife was no more than a foot long, and there were many small gaps on the blade.

This young man was holding a woodcutter, and every time he swung the knife, it seemed that he had to think about it for a long time, but he saw him standing there quietly at this time, and the woodcutter in his hand kept holding it high, as if he couldn't get down.

I don't know how long it took, but at this time, the young man suddenly moved, and saw the woodcutter in his hand lightly cut out in the air, and then, there was no more.

The whole space was still silent, and there was no change in the trees in front of him.

Nothing happened except for the young man's slash.

Click!

However, after a while, I saw that the big tree was broken at the waist, but there was no knife mark to be found, and the big tree seemed to be torn off by some kind of huge force.

So terrifying!

It can also be said to be very weird!

I couldn't see what the young man had done, he just swiped into the air.

One, two, three...

Several trees kept falling, but the young man was always just that one action.

Very ordinary action!

Plain!

And the breakage of every big tree here is like a thunderbolt on a sunny day for this quiet dense forest.

Wasteland and Lin Chip have naturally come here, but they haven't appeared, and before they find out their identities, Wasteland must of course be more vigilant.

"Xiao Huang, do you see clearly" Lin Chip asked cautiously.

"I can't see clearly, and I can't see clearly," said the moor.

Even they couldn't see how the young man did it.

How can it not be surprising!

However, the young man seemed to sink into his own world, and all he could see was the woodcutter in his hand and the big tree that had been cut down.

One tree after another was cut down by the young man in the same way.

I don't know how long it took, but at this time, the young man's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and his ears moved twice unconsciously. Very slight.

The wasteland naturally couldn't see this small action, but Lin Chip beside him could see it clearly.

"Found us," Lin Chip whispered into the wasteland.

The wasteland was stunned when he heard this, then thought about it and walked out, followed closely behind him.

However, as if nothing had happened, the young man walked straight to a small cabin in front of him.

The hut was very rudimentary, made entirely of trees, and was covered by branches on top of it.

It's really easy!

The young man did not enter the cabin, but crouched down, and there was a whetstone at his feet.

Sharpening!

The wasteland and Lin Chip also walked towards the cabin, but as they approached the cabin, the young man suddenly looked at them, and there seemed to be golden light in his big bright eyes, and a sharp look was like a blade.

Seeing this, the wasteland and Lin Chip immediately stopped.

"Knives?" Then the wasteland asked cautiously tentatively.

The young man in front of him was shocked when he heard this, and he stood up immediately, and instantly came to the front of the wasteland.

"What do you call me?" The young man's tone was very cold at the moment, which made Lin Chip on the side tremble.

"Knife" The wasteland had already determined the identity of the young man in front of him at this moment, so he didn't need to have any scruples.

Although they are not friends now, they are even less likely to be rivals.

"Xiaoyu has always called you that," Wasteland continued, a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

"His name is Xiao Huang, my name is Xiao Lin, they are all friends of Xiao Yu" Lin Chip on the side also hurriedly said.

When the young man heard this, he gradually relaxed at this time.

Because only Xiaoyu would name someone like this.

"Xiaoyu is okay," the young man asked.

"Also..."

"Not good"

Lin Chip was just about to speak when the wasteland preemptively spoke, and at this moment, the wasteland looked at the young man in front of him quietly.

And the words of the wasteland suddenly made the face of the young man in front of him change greatly.

"What's wrong with Xiaoyu?" The young man hurriedly asked, but at the moment he seemed very anxious.

"Don't you care if their family lives or dies, why are you still asking these things?" said the wasteland lightly.

"Who said I don't care" I saw that the young man suddenly became angry, and a pair of fists clenched with a clattering sound.

"What if I tell you that Boss Wang is dead, and Wang Xiaoyu's life is dying," Wasteland looked at the angry young man in front of him and continued to stimulate.

"Then I'll kill you" The young man's swarthy face turned red at this time. A sharp look looked condescendingly at the wasteland.

"That dissipation, dissipation, Boss Wang is fine, Xiaoyu is also very good" Lin Chip saw the tense appearance of the two, and immediately came out and said.

He was really afraid that the temper of the wasteland couldn't help but explode.

"Well, I always thought you were a coward, and it seems that there is a bloody man" Wasteland said as he looked at the young man in front of him.

"Wasteland" Wasteland said to the young man in front of him with his hands clenched into fists.

"The knife is not traced" The young man had calmed down at this time. Said to the wasteland and the forest.

"My name is Lin Chou" Lin Chou also hurriedly said.

The thin Lin Chip was like a child in front of the knife without a trace.

Perfect height difference!

"This is what Xiaoyu brought you" Wasteland then threw the package in his hand towards the knife without a trace.

"Xiaoyu said that you can just eat the bun, but Xiaoyu prepared a lot of food for us" The wasteland hurriedly took off the food hanging from his neck, and immediately felt relaxed all over.

Lin Chip also took out all kinds of food, and there were even three bottles of wine. I don't know how Lin Chip's thin little man holds so many things.

Dao Wuxian also showed a slight smile at this moment, after all, it had been a long time since he had eaten the buns made by Xiaoyu. And looking at the wasteland and Lin Chip's big bags of food, he was not jealous.

The main thing is that Xiaoyu still remembers that he likes to eat steamed buns.

"There are thousands of delicacies in the world, and I actually like to eat steamed buns" The wasteland looked at the appearance of the knife gobbling up without a trace, and he was a little confused.

"Because this is a bun made by Xiaoyu," Dao Wuxian suddenly stopped and said.

"Oh" Wasteland and Lin Chip couldn't understand the meaning of this anyway, and they didn't know what to say.

"Do you want to drink" Lin Chip took out the three bottles of wine and looked at the wasteland and Dao Wuxian one by one.

"Don't drink" Wasteland hurriedly refused, if he let his father and sister know that he was secretly drinking outside, wouldn't he open his ass.

"Xiaoyu is not allowed to drink" Dao Wuxian also hurriedly said when he saw this.

And those three bottles of wine were placed in Lin Chou's hands, and it was not for him to drink them, so if he didn't drink it, he wouldn't be laughed at by them.

"Why don't you bury it here, and drink it later when you have time" The wasteland seemed to see through Lin Chip's embarrassment.

"It's okay" Lin Chou's eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked very happy as he walked down this step.

"Let's do it here" Lin Chip didn't know where to find a branch at this time, and dug a hole in the side of the cabin.

"Drink it next time" The knife is also in harmony.

"Okay, let's drink it next time" Lin Chip looked at the masterpiece in front of him, and he also looked very satisfied.

"Good," said the moorland with the same smile.