Dure, depressing. Here, every corner is filled with such an atmosphere.

The early morning light was dim, but not to the point where you couldn't see your fingers.

The sound of horses' hooves is intricate, with the occasional snorting sound. It seems that the horses don't like this environment either, and protest in a helpless way.

The group of more than a dozen people did not speak, because the darkness had made them silent. They looked tired, and there were blood stains on their clothes. A hint of scarlet in the corners of their eyes could tell that they had clearly not had a peaceful time on their first night in the Night Forest.

There is a very common demon beast in the Night Forest, the Pin Monkey. Petite and ferocious, unusually cunning by nature. Good at group action, the most headache. And what they encountered was a number of hundreds of monkeys. The average adventuring team may lose their manpower while avoiding its edge. It can only be said that Ling Chen's group was lucky enough to run away in time.

The sound of horses' hooves became louder and louder, and they stepped heavily on the hearts of several people. The breathing is getting heavier and heavier, just like a dying old man who is seriously ill. The boundless darkness is bringing silent death.

Gradually, a man fell from his horse, and the sound of landing was heavy. The other man tried to get off his horse and pick up the man, but he couldn't lift up any strength and fell down. It was like a chain reaction, followed by a few more people falling off their horses and not being heard from.

Ling Chen only felt that his eyelids were unusually heavy, and coupled with the fatigue of the night, he really wanted to sleep like this. Sleeping in this dark environment made him feel at ease. In this way, Ling Chen, who had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, also fell down and lost consciousness.

There was a scattered crowd on the ground, very quiet and peaceful. The horse was restless with its hooves, biting down on the pitch-black plant and chewing constantly, as if trying to suppress the fear and anxiety in its heart in this way.

The time of a stick of incense has passed, and the group still has not woken up, and the horses are still chewing in place. On the branch of an uncle, a sleek head poked out and looked around. After making sure that there was no danger, he dared to expose his entire body, and continued to fly cautiously towards the crowd.

It seems to be excited because it has caught a lot of prey, which will mean that it will have a good time in the coming months. Even though the human race and the demon race are now peaceful on the surface, secretly, it is not surprising that more than a dozen people or demon beasts have died.

The night owl has an owl-like figure. Timid and unusually cruel, he likes to torture and kill his prey in struggle and pain. It always approaches people silently, and then quietly weakens people's psychological defenses. Finally, wait for the prey to fall into the trap, struggle in pain, and sit back and enjoy the results.

Don't think that if it's timid, it's necessarily weak, on the contrary, its attack power and spicinessness are far higher than the other monsters in the Night Forest. Underestimate it, and you'll have to pay a terrible price. And some of the costs are often lives.

It bounced back and forth on several people's bodies, seemingly choosing which food to bring back first. And at the moment of its jumping, its wings spread and flew several meters away in the blink of an eye.

In the distance, a pretty figure stood quietly with an indifferent expression. She held a three-foot green blade in her hand, and the tip of her sword pointed directly at the place where the night owl had been. If it reacts a little slower, I believe that the whole body will be directly pierced. This woman is Yu Yan, she did not withdraw the Qingfeng long sword, but looked at this demon beast indifferently, without joy and worry.

After a sudden sneak attack, the Night Stalker doesn't seem to be angry. The small, yellow-brown eyes sunken into the head turned around, as if thinking and observing something.

Suddenly, its eyes exploded, and it rushed towards Yu Yan. The body slashed through the air in a perfect arc, the wings spread, and the metallic wings still looked so sharp in the darkness.

The speed is too fast, if Yu Yan is hit, I believe that with her flesh and blood, she can be split in half in an instant.

Yu Yan held a sword flower in one hand, and there was a pale golden air flow surging on the sword body. One turned sideways and slashed down with a sword force towards the swooping night owl.

Seeing that the two are about to collide with each other. The night owl suddenly dived, and its sharp claws flexed together, grabbing the blade directly.

"Squeak!"

A sharp grinding sound sounded, and a series of sparks burst out from the blade. Dangerous and beautiful.

The night owl took advantage of this brief encounter and flew high into the sky with the help of his strength. Because it senses an anomaly.

Of the twelve people on the ground, only one lay down at this time, except for one who put the dark sword. So where did the rest of the ten go? It's a trap.

Still, it didn't panic. Because it is confident enough in its own strength. Even if they can't defeat these humans, they can't stop them if they want to leave.

At this time, Yu Yan will not give it this chance.

Qing Feng threw out his backhand, flew around his back, handed it to his left hand, and stabbed out with a sword without the slightest hesitation.

The tip of the sword has a little edge, hidden but not hairy. But the feeling of danger above the blue edge is real, and people have to pay attention to it.

As the night owl flew into the air, it was observing the situation around them. The others still didn't show up, much to the Night Stalker's confusion. If only one person wants to hold it back, it will inevitably be a little whimsical. Since you can't figure it out, don't think about it. It is quite confident in its own observation, and with a pair of eyes, it can see the movement of the grass and trees around it, and is not afraid of their tricks.

At this time, Qingfeng had already reached the front of the night owl. A pair of claws poked out from the night owl, and eight blood-red paw prints tore out, colliding with the Qingfeng long sword, making a sound of gold and iron.

With a touch, Yu Yan took a few steps back with her sword, obviously Yu Yan suffered a loss in this fight.

The night owl is unrelenting. Two strange screams came out of his mouth, and he flew towards Yu Yan again, as if he wanted to collide with Yu Yan head-on again.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Yu Yan was not afraid and raised her sword.

With a pinch of the sword trick in his left hand, Yu Yanjiao shouted, and Qing Feng instantly split into two and two into four. Shooting out towards the night owl, it was misty and illusory, and it was impossible to distinguish the true from the fake.

The night owl's wings trembled, and hundreds of gray-black wings fell and hundreds of feathers were suspended, flying out in an instant, pointing directly at Yu Yan, without a single dead end. The tail of the wings burned white, as if the space had been cut off.

Yu Yan's expression remained unchanged, the sword trick in her left hand changed, and she pinched another sword trick in her right hand. The lightsaber in the flash shot shook slightly, and it split into eight, and the speed was even more violent and rapid. But Yu Yan's face turned pale, and her momentum suddenly weakened a lot.

Both attacks arrived at the same time.

Countless feathers happened to avoid Yu Yan's body in a strange arc the moment before they were about to shoot at her, and crossed behind her. Countless explosions rang out, and the trees were as fragile as tofu, and in the blink of an eye, they were in shambles.

"Woohoo!"

A shrill scream came from the night owl's mouth. The invisible sound wave spread, encompassing all eight lightsabers. Its beak opened abruptly, swallowing the lightsaber into its belly like a devouring black hole.

Yu Yan frowned slightly, but instinctively burst to the side. Years of combat experience have taught her that things are not that simple.

"Be careful!"

Before she could react, an exclamation sounded from a distance, causing a chill to rise from Yu Yan's back.

Without the slightest hesitation, with a flip of his palm, a pale golden rune paper shattered, and his entire body was wrapped in a faint light curtain.

"Woohoo"

The sound of breaking the air sounded, and hundreds of dense wings went and returned. In the early morning, a ray of light occasionally shines into the forest, and you can see the silver threads behind the wings, reflecting a little white light.

"Crackling"

Countless wings shot above the light curtain, like the sound of rain hitting plantains. From a distance, it looked like a curtain of light wrapped in wings, and although the defense was good, it could not withstand this staggering number. In a short time, there was already a crack and collapse was imminent.

Under the cover of the dim light, few people saw that outside the light curtain, circles of silver threads wrapped the people inside like wrapping zongzi. And those feathers are like thin needles, still happily shuttling back and forth.

With another strange scream, the night owl's abdomen swelled, and a strong air flow compressed and erupted in an instant. Eight lightsabers were castrated ferociously and shot towards Yu Yan.

The movement is completely blocked, and it is difficult to fend off those dense wings, let alone the attacks they have launched.

But Yu Yan didn't give up, and forcibly raised some spiritual power to make some defenses for herself.

Their tasks are almost complete, and it's up to them to do the next.

Thinking of this, a different emotion finally appeared on Yu Yan's face, which had been as cold as an iceberg for many years.

"Boom!"

Eight lightsabers pierced into the light curtain mercilessly, followed by a shocking explosion. There was not a trace of debris within a few tens of meters, only yellow-brown dirt remained. The ground was lifted several feet high, making it a hollow area.

From the edge of the explosion, two people flew out. The two were in rags, their faces were pale, and the corners of their mouths were blood-red, which showed that the injuries were not light.

The person who came was Qian Fan, and at the critical moment, he blew up his spear to neutralize the attack. Otherwise, the person was not saved, but he gave two lives for nothing.

didn't have time to look at the others, Qian Fan picked up Yu Yan, who was almost unconscious, with one hand, and ran away.

Night Stalker's shrewd eyes rolled twice, and he didn't choose to pursue. Ten others did not show up, and the rash pursuit was in line with its timid and cautious character. Therefore, it wisely chose to retreat, and before leaving, it did not forget to make two ugly sounds similar to ridicule.

The night owl flew away, and in a few blink of an eye, it disappeared from sight.

But in the blink of an eye, a cry of fright sounded. The night owl's small yellow-brown eyes were now red, and he stared at the crowd in front of him viciously. Exactly the remaining ten people.

The four large arrays slowly moved, up and down, left and right, besieging the night owls. A full nine people maintain the formation and refine the night owls, I believe it is only a matter of time.

"Haha, as Brother Chen said, this night owl was planted by himself. Zhou Hong laughed while maintaining the formation.

In the distance, Qian Fan and Yu Yan supported each other and joined a few people.

Liang Hanshuo stepped forward and patted the two of them on the shoulder.

"It's hard work, hurry up and recover. ”

The two agreed, and then silently stepped aside and meditated cross-legged.

Liang Hanshuo breathed a sigh of relief slightly, looking at the night owl in the formation that was gradually gaining momentum, there was a trace of anger in his eyes.

As soon as they entered the Night Forest, they were attacked by a horde of pin monkeys, and now this night owl was bullied again at the right time. Dare to ask how there is such a coincidence in this world?

Liang Hanshuo's eyes were indifferent, and his lips spit lightly.

"Do you have any last words?"