Chapter 57: Shock

The moonlight sprinkled on the southern frontier, and the endless forest ocean swept the silver moonlight under the breeze, but the moonlight did not patronize under the sea of leaves, because they were impermeable to the wind, and there was no trace of moonlight that wanted to be projected on the land below the forest. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

That's why this forest, known as the Sea of Forests, has become so dangerous, especially in this dark night where you can't see your fingers, under the leaves, it's completely like the deep sea, only endless darkness, and invisible danger.

In the middle of the forest, there was the sound of rustling, the sound of withered leaves being trampled by the feet that came one after another. Suddenly, the group stopped, and the leader made a gesture and said:

"Rest here for the time being, light a fire for half an hour to cook, then immediately extinguish the rest, take turns on duty in pairs, change shifts every hour, set off in four hours, start!"

As soon as the man's words fell, the people behind him began to get busy, lighting a fire to cook, washing dishes, scouting, etc., everything unfolded in an orderly manner.

In the midst of this dangerous Senluo Sea, a little fire lit up in the endless darkness. However, anyone with experience knows that this is an extremely dangerous thing to do.

The firelight illuminated the man's face, his plump cheeks were a little thin, and his face, which had been kept clean every day, was now covered with stubble. His hair looked a little sloppy and hung down diagonally because of the dried blood and the fact that he hadn't washed it for a long time.

But his eyes were exceedingly bright, and in the night they were brighter than those of wild beasts. From his eagle-like pupils, an invisible killing intent emanated, so much so that some weak creatures took the initiative to disappear in his path. At this moment, he wiped his sword, his eyes vacant, not knowing what he was thinking. He mechanically wiped his already bright and chilling sword, over and over again. It wasn't until a hint of pain came from his fingertips that he came back to his senses.

He looked at the handkerchief in his hand that had been broken in two when he unintentionally wiped the blade of the sword, and the finger that had been cut open, and he didn't care. He tossed the towel into the rising fire as he looked in one direction.

There was a person who was chained hand and foot, but these shackles seemed to be redundant, because that person had been in a daze for several days, and he looked like a dementia patient, and it was impossible to escape, but for the sake of insurance, Zhou Dun still tied Teng Yuhu firmly.

That's right, this group of people is Zhou Dun and others, but now they don't have the vigor they had when they came, but like soldiers who have lost a battle, and the atmosphere has been very sluggish.

Yes, they didn't win a battle, and even though they caught Teng Yuhu and killed their colleagues, they were defeated. Because these few craftsmen who are similar to ordinary people have actually lost nearly half of their combat effectiveness - in their martial arts realms of the first and second levels of imperial qi, Teng Yuhu and the others are indeed no different from ordinary people.

This kind of battle situation is not something to be proud of, but they have to bear the punishment from overdue tasks, which does not seem to be the result of a victory.

And the culprit of all this is now living in his own world. Zhou Dun took a sip of the wine gourd he snatched from Teng Yuhu.

You've taken so much from you, and now I'm here to taste what it's like to take someone else's stuff!

The wine slid down Zhou Dun's mouth into the stomach pouch, and the aroma of wine and the fiery feeling swept through his whole body at the same time, as if his whole body was relaxed at this moment, what a wonderful moment! Isn't it a great pleasure to drink the enemy's wine and watch them decadent at your feet like dead dogs?

But Zhou Dun was not, he spit out the wine in one gulp, as if he had drunk swill. He did not have the pleasure of capturing the enemy, only the fear of facing the upper hunters he was about to face. He threw the gourd on Teng Yuhu's head and roared, causing birds to sound in the surrounding woods.

It's not that he isn't afraid of whether he will attract the beasts in the forest, but he really can't help the anger in his heart. On the contrary, all his orders are resolute and meticulous, which is the style of a professional soldier in a dangerous forest.

The purpose of lighting a fire is to ensure that your group can eat hot meals, so as to ensure your physical strength. The same is true for taking turns sleeping at night to keep your body in the best condition. Hell knows what's coming out of this forest. They slept only four hours, and the six of them were divided into three nights, and no one could sleep for three hours. Why three hours? Because Zhou Dun didn't plan to sleep, he would stay awake all the time to avoid accidents, and he planned to stay alone until dawn for the last time he was on duty. This is also the reason why he has become emaciated dramatically.

After eating, they extinguished the bonfire, and the forest, which had become somewhat lively because of the bonfire, became quiet again. The sense of crisis rose again, and everyone was careful, even when they were sleeping, holding their weapons in their hands.

The four Horcruxes seized from Teng Yuhu's hands have now been issued to his subordinates, which also reassures Zhou Dun a lot.

As time passed, the sky gradually turned white. Zhou Dun opened his eyes that were pretending to sleep, and his heart passed the night safely.

Suddenly, there was a slight sound of footsteps behind him, Zhou Dun was like a fierce beast that woke up, the sword in his hand turned around and waved, and the sharp sword qi broke through the air and roared out.

The one who made the footsteps was not a beast, but a man. Zhou Dun's eyes saw it clearly, and he hurriedly changed the direction of the sword, and the sword qi flew into the sky just before he was about to cut the man's throat.

"It's you, I'm sorry, I'm too nervous." Seeing that this person was one of his subordinates, Zhou Dun rubbed his somewhat sore temples and said.

"Zhou ...... Uh, team leader, you're too nervous......" the man said, a little shocked.

Zhou Dun interrupted him with a wave of his hand and said:

"I'm fine...... Everyone's awake, right? Pack up and hurry. ”

They have been walking day and night for nearly three days, and they are rushing non-stop every day, and everyone doesn't know what their team leader is panicking about, but seeing his anxious appearance, everyone knows that it doesn't look like it's okay, so they let Zhou Dun come. Everyone is exhausted to the extreme in this tense atmosphere.

Suddenly, someone exclaimed:

"Look there, what's that?"

In response to the prestige, everyone was a little puzzled, wasn't the direction that the person was pointing in the direction of Teng Yuhu? But when I looked closely, I saw that in that somewhat dark corner, a pair of bright pupils emitted a cold light, clearly like a lantern.

Everyone broke out in a cold sweat, and one person slowly touched it, wanting to see what was going on. Zhou Dun saw it, and just wanted to stop it, but when he heard the man's scream, he didn't react.

Qiang Qiang ......

Everyone clenched their weapons and stared in that direction. Zhou Dun flicked the sword in his hand, the sword hung down by his side, and walked slowly in that direction. In that corner, there was a sound of chewing, and when Zhou Dun looked intently, he could only see a back, its head undulating as if it was gnawing on something.

Smelling the smell of blood in the air, and seeing this scene, some of the hunters already began to vomit.

Getting closer, Zhou Dun's back was also full of hair. In his sight, he saw a **** man with his upper body, gnawing on another person, the eyes of the person who were gnawed almost bulged out of his sockets, and his expression still maintained the fear before death, and his body had become blurred under the gnawing.

And the back of the person who gnawed was covered with strange black lines, which were as terrifying as spider webs composed of blood vessels, and there were like continuous characters, which seemed to contain strange powers. These lines, arranged on this man's body, resemble patterns on a tiger's skin.

"What are you?" Zhou Dun said, obviously to the person covered in mysterious patterns. And the green tendons that burst out of his head are enough to explain his mood at the moment.

Zhou Dun was in an unusually bad mood, he tried his best to refute a conjecture in his heart, but he was unable to accept this fact again and again.

The man didn't respond to Zhou Dun, he gnawed into the hunter's mouth, as if he was talking something vaguely.

Zhou Dun was a little annoyed, a faint aura rose from the sword, and he slashed towards that person with a wave of his hand. The man seemed to sense the danger behind him, threw down the hunter in his hand, and disappeared with a flash.

The sword qi missed, and slashed at the hunter. Zhou Dun looked at this companion who had been cut off by his own sword, closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The sword was not his mortal wound, his body had been eaten before it was cut off by his own sword.

Zhou Dun's hand holding the sword couldn't help but tremble, and the image of his companion's tragic death lingered in front of his eyes, echoing in his mind like a nightmare, and he would spend his whole life in this nightmare. But now what he wants to do is to avenge his companions. He was going to cut the man's throat himself.

The man dodged and then disappeared into the forest. The sun had not yet risen above the horizon of the forest, and the forest was still very dark, which provided a perfect place for the beasts to hide their forms. The man was like a beast, lurking in a corner, and Zhou Dun could feel his presence, waiting for his next sneak attack.

Time just passed, and the forest became a little brighter. Everyone looked around nervously, and suddenly a man pointed to a place and screamed, he swung his knife in that direction, only to see a shadow staggered past him, and the man's head was separated in an instant, and the large hole in his neck spurted blood like a pillar.

The rest of the people panicked, and Zhou Dun didn't have time to react, and when he hurriedly rushed over, his companion had already died tragically again. This companion was lying on the ground, his fingers still pointing in that direction, and beside him lay a dark weapon, which happened to be a Horcrux seized from Teng Yuhu and the others, the Blood Crow.

The forest was calm again, but everyone's hearts could not be still. The danger of death lurked around him, and everyone was shrouded in an inexplicable fear.

The change is coming back, and it's still in that direction. When Zhou Dun heard the screams, he found that another corpse had been added to the ground, and the partner's hand was still pointing in that direction, and there was another Horcrux lying beside him, like a bottle.

Three had already died, and both of them had died in the same way, Zhou Dun shouted frantically into the silent forest around him:

"The ghost craftsman soars to the tiger! I know it's you, is this your revenge on me? Yes? It's kind of coming at me! Are you like taking revenge on me in the same way? ”

Yes, it's too similar, the two companions who died by themselves are very similar to what Ye Chuan and the three of them looked like when they died. Their hands were all pointing in the same direction, just like Ye Chuan and their hands were all stretched out to Teng Yuhu. They all had the same Horcruxes lying beside them. First Chen Ziyu and his blood crow, then Li Du and Xiang Bottle. Zhou Dun did not doubt that he had him, and the next target was the person holding the Demon Ape Fist behind him now. He knew that Teng Yuhu was going to let him go through what he had been through—the pain of losing his partner and being powerless.

There was a sound of leaves being swept away in the woods, and Zhou Dun keenly caught it, turned around and cut it down, and sure enough, it was still in that direction. Zhou Dun only felt that his eyes were flowering, and a person's face appeared in front of him. To be precise, it was not a person, the thing was covered in yellow and black fur, the layers of patterns on the face had a unique beauty, and a bloody mouth exuded a bloody aura, especially a pair of tiger pupils, exuding a cold light that froze everything.

"Sure enough, it's you! I didn't expect you to really become a hero! Are you going to get revenge on me in this way? You won't succeed! Zhou Dun yelled and looked at the sword in his hand, but found that it was empty.

The tiger-headed man staggered past him, but Zhou Dun lifted it up in his heart, because behind him was the hunter holding the blood crow scythe.

"Don't!" Zhou Dun shouted, and he didn't know why he subconsciously shouted out this futile shout, maybe it was really fear...... Afraid that his partner will die under his own protection.

Hearing this shout, the corners of the tiger-headed man's mouth set off a pleasant arc, but he did not stop, and the sharp claws in his hand flashed, and slashed through the hunter's neck, bringing up a human head and a column of blood that flew out.

"Don't! Yes! Zhou Dun felt the strangeness behind him, screamed and knelt down with his head in his hands, the blood rain sprinkled on his body, and he sobbed weakly.

The tiger-headed man did not disappear into the forest again, but stood behind Zhou Dun and admired all this. He looked indifferently at the headless corpse on the ground, pointing at the corpse in the same place, and then looked up at the sky, letting the rain of blood drip into his eyes, staining his pupils red.

I have avenged you...... Is that enough? Of course not enough!

The tiger-headed man slowly walked towards Zhou Dun, bathed in this blood rain, and his body continued to change. The height has risen to more than two meters, and the muscles are as if they are exploding, and they are covered with a layer of tiger striped fur.

Bestiality!

He seems to be a wild beast that is wantonly released, a beast of human nature!

"Good! Very good! Now that's all we have left, so let's take a break! Zhou Dun stood up, turned to face Teng Yuhu, and his breath became extremely cold.

Teng Yuhu, who looked like an orc, just opened his blood basin and smiled, revealing his white teeth and making a hoarse blunt voice:

"Come on...... Kill you...... Kill you! ”