At night, the aroma of barbecue permeated the forest, and in the camp, the soldiers were contented to eat their own dinner, while Mo Yuhan sat on the side and chatted with Zhou Neng.

Suddenly, out of the corner of Mo Yuhan's eyes, he saw a black shadow flashing in the forest. Mo Yuhan was startled, turned over and jumped up, the silver light flashed in his right hand, and the spear appeared in his hand, shouting: "Who is sneaking around!

In an instant, there was silence in the camp, and only the "crackling" of wood in the fire and the rustling of leaves in the woods could be heard.

After a long time, Zhou Neng twisted his slightly stiff neck and asked, "Captain, what's wrong?"

Mo Yuhan's sharp eyes still scanned the woods, and said, "Someone is watching us, but I can't find him, I can feel it." ”

Zhou Neng said: "Could it be that you feel wrong, so quiet, you can't look like someone else, besides, what have we all become, I'm afraid that the idea of beating us is not all brain problems." ”

Mo Yuhan retracted his gaze and said, "I hope it's because I feel wrong." Okay, let's go ahead and pay more attention in the evening. After speaking, he stood up, flipped his right hand, put the spear into the ring, and said in his heart: "Could it be that I really feel wrong?"

Mo Yuhan frowned slightly, turned his head sideways and whispered to Zhou Neng: "Arrange two more people to be on duty at night to ensure that the entire camp can be taken care of, don't sleep tonight, I always feel that something is wrong, and we will take turns to be on duty in the next few days." ”

Although Zhou Neng felt that Mo Yuhan was a little overly alert, he could only respond.

Late at night, Mo Yuhan sat alone on the big tree at the edge of the camp, and the sense of crisis of being watched made him unable to sleep in the tent. During his month in the Kutch Forest, his keen instincts saved him from danger countless times, and as a result, he trusted his instincts very much.

The moon slowly climbed in the night sky, and only the pleasant chirping of insects could be heard in the forest. Mo Yuhan frowned slightly, and said in his heart: "It's already time, is it really my intuition that has a problem?" It seems that I have been too relaxed during this time. ”

Thinking about it, his right hand lightly supported the branch, his body jumped lightly, and he stood on the branch steadily, just as he was about to return to the camp, a slight sound of rubbing leaves came into his ears, Mo Yuhan was startled, looked down at the ground, and several pale figures quickly scurried between the trees.

Even if Mo Yuhan recognized these white shadows, they were the deadliest threat to the outskirts of the Kutch Forest-the Wind Wolf!

Mo Yuhan didn't think about it, he jumped off the branch directly, and shouted: "All on alert!

Zhou Neng in the camp heard Mo Yuhan's shouting, he was stunned for a moment, then reacted, and hurriedly shouted: "Don't sleep! Get up!

Suddenly, there was an uproar in the camp, and everyone was scrambling to put on their equipment.

Mo Yuhan jumped a few times and quickly returned to the camp, Zhou Neng looked at him with a puzzled face, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Mo Yuhan held the spear and said, "The wind wolves are here, let people prepare wood and oil, and everyone will gather around the bonfire." ”

Facts have proved that in the face of death, people can often break through their own limits, and this group of soldiers with no military literacy only used a cup of tea to deploy the fortifications according to Mo Yuhan's orders.

Mo Yuhan stared at the dark forest, and in the forest, a pair of green glasses like ghost fire looked directly at the panicked humans gathered in a group.

A sound of leaves rubbing sounded, dozens of pale figures surrounded everyone, a pair of dark green eyes revealed a trace of gloom, making everyone sweat coldly, a huge white wolf walked out of the wolf pack, and his eyes showed a strange blood red.

Mo Yuhan narrowed his eyes, his eyes were directly on the wolf, and suddenly, a sense of fear surged in his heart.

The head wolf felt Mo Yuhan's gaze, turned his head slightly, and looked at him, with a strange smile on his long and narrow wolf face.

Mo Yuhan was startled, cold sweat broke out on his back, and he could only hear the wolf's throat whining and roaring, and a group of wolves rushed towards everyone as if they were not dying.

Mo Yuhan saw the wolves pounce on him, and shouted urgently: "Set fire!"

In an instant, a human-high wall of fire appeared between the man and the wolf, and the wolves roared quietly outside the wall of fire because they were afraid of the flames, and the humans were tightly together because they were afraid of the wolves.

Just as the two sides were at a stalemate, the head wolf raised his head and let out a wolf howl, and suddenly, the wolves rushed to the wall of fire and pounced on everyone as if they were crazy.

Zhou Neng shouted: "Kill me!"

Suddenly, the sky was full of blood, and there was a terrible wolf howl between the forests, and the wall of fire that everyone had worked so hard to surround was also dispersed by the wolves' fearless charge of life and death.

Mo Yuhan stood at the front of the team with a hideous face, the spear in his hand quickly seized the life of the wind wolf on the battlefield, he shouted angrily, the spear carried spiritual power and pierced a wind wolf that was about to sneak attack him, quickly pulled out the spear, and let out a long breath, suddenly, there was a low "whine" sound from behind.

Mo Yuhan turned his head, the blood-red eyes of the head wolf stared at him deadly, and suddenly, a chill rose up on his back, the hairs on his body stood on end, the head wolf roared, the blood red spread in his eyes, and a powerful spiritual power began to brew.

Mo Yuhan was taken aback and exclaimed, "Third-order demonic beast!"

The head wolf opened his mouth slightly, and a slightly blood-colored ball of light swept towards Mo Yuhan, Mo Yuhan snorted coldly, spiritual power surged to the tip of the spear, and shouted: "Blood River, Dream Breaking!"

When the two combat skills collided, the ball of light split in an instant, turning into a wind blade in the air and swept towards Mo Yuhan, and Mo Yuhan's strength made the void, and he instantly lost his breath, and the spiritual power in his body collided everywhere along the meridians, and he was powerless to resist the wind blade at all, so he could only let the wind blade scrape out of the wounds on his body, and even a few deep bones.

Mo Yuhan gasped in pain, flipped his left hand, and a bottle of healing medicine appeared in his hand, sprinkled indiscriminately on his wound, and a cool feeling instantly replaced the pain.

Mo Yuhan looked at the wind blade group that had condensed in the mouth of the head wolf again, frowned, and said in his heart: "You can't deal with it, his spiritual power is much stronger than mine." "My heart is down, and I rush to the head wolf.

The head wolf was also shocked when he saw Mo Yuhan rushing towards him recklessly, and the wind blade in his mouth spit out to Mo Yuhan without hesitation, but he didn't see a trace of cunning flashing in his eyes.