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Outside the boundary of the dark forest, the grass seemed to be slightly shorter than that on the savannah, and when he looked up at the dark sea of trees in front of him, the cool breeze behind his back blew his neck, and an inexplicable chill spread from his back. The wind wasn't too strong, but it was able to lower a lot of grass.

The scent of earth and grass turned into his nose, and he wrinkled his nose, clearly not liking the smell.

It is indeed much more comfortable to have a down-to-earth feeling under your feet, but the feeling is inexplicably unfamiliar.

All the people of Shadow Island had already retreated to the top, originally thinking that the underground treasure house was below a certain city, so they sent people to attack those places openly and covertly, but so much time was wasted.

A figure with an upper body ** walked slowly in front, and the man's hands were cuffed behind his back by a special shackle, which made the scar on his back and the centipede lying on his back look even more hideous.

The shackles glow red, and once the target breaks free, the consequences are needless to say. The middle-aged man sighed, combed the whiteness of his temples, and followed closely behind.

Although there are two people at the moment, for the middle-aged man himself, he is alone.

"Hurry up." The middle-aged man was urging like this, and he didn't have much time.

"Quick? It's a miracle that you fat dead man didn't snap all my bones off, and you're glad I was able to walk in that little time. As Qianzu said this, the speed under his feet naturally did not increase.

The middle-aged man was silent, he didn't want to take on this topic, and he didn't want to refute anything, he wasn't afraid that he wouldn't keep his promise, there was no reason for this, but he couldn't do anything to the person in front of him, and even he needed to protect him.

The two walked one after the other, silently, saying that they had different thoughts, but it was better to say that they had their own ghosts.

He's sure to take him to his destination, it's just a matter of time.

And what the leader lacks most at the moment is time.

Soon this silence was broken when they came to the "door" of the dark forest.

The moonlight was bright, although it was a realm illusion, but the bright light was enough, and it was only one step to be able to clearly see the shadow under the tree, but Qianzu hesitated, and the middle-aged man also stopped.

"As you say, it's dark, let's go." The middle-aged man finally looked at the forest from the outside, walked in first, and then beckoned Qianzu in.

"Heh, I never thought I'd enter this area without being able to fight again." He smiled self-deprecatingly as he stepped into the area.

"It's dangerous here?" The middle-aged man asked rhetorically, in fact, he knew the answer.

"It's like you're tied with your hands and thrown straight into a school of sharks." He was silent for a moment, then spoke.

It's dark, it's quiet, it's seething, it's terrifying.

The faint red light jumped with the movement of the thousand feet, which was also the leader's guide.

The trunks are not arranged frequently, but they have nothing to do with thinning, and they still cover the sky tightly, and the ability not to hit the trunks in this environment has always puzzled middle-aged people.

After walking for half an hour, a floating blue dot of light appeared in front of me.

"I really don't understand why you came to Dragon Island to die, just by virtue of the spirit beast above?" Chizu opened his mouth, seemingly feeling a little bored.

"Sent to death?" The middle-aged man frowned, and when he wanted to justify something for his family, he seemed to have figured out something, and his eyebrows quickly relaxed. "Heh, it's really death."

Qianzu was stunned, but he didn't expect the leader of an enemy to say such a thing.

As they moved forward, there were more and more glowing plants around, with faint blue points of light floating in the air, and fluorescent mosses also climbing up the trunks, large and small, all over the surroundings, and the sense of fantasy became stronger and stronger.

"It's beautiful." The middle-aged man couldn't help but sigh, then looked at a certain point of light in front of him, and continued: "It's also dangerous. ”

He snapped his finger mockingly, but waited a few seconds and seemed to be fine.

Embarrassed? Not really! He pulled a knife from his waist and flicked it at random.

The blue light was instantly stained with blood, and the two continued to walk, stepping on the corpse of the dark beast that had recovered its prototype, and the leader took the knife with a slight bend of his knees.

"'Shark' is okay." The middle-aged man said lightly.

"I hope so. Don't die here, I don't want to be buried with anyone other than my wife. Qianzu said coldly.

The two of them kept walking, and the dark beasts kept coming to harass them, but for a man who must have at least a level of "divine power", maybe this area would not hurt him.

"It's time for me to wake up, isn't their purpose to make us suffer?" The middle-aged man came out coldly, as if he was regretting something, and said it softly, but in this quiet situation, someone caught this faint voice.

"What? Are you still fighting? "Chizu walked in front and seemed to hear something interesting.

The middle-aged man of "......" seemed to know his gaffe and kept silent.

"Which family are you from?" Qianzu asked, he had never cared about his current identity. “……”

"Looks like you're not one of the three main clans." Qianzu smiled, he knew about Shadow Island, and it was first said from the mouth of the black dragon.

“…… I want to tear your mouth apart," the middle-aged man said, not in a hurry or in a hurry.

"Can't you even report your own family? It's like a joke! "Kamalayat." The middle-aged man replied coldly, knowing that he still couldn't tolerate the insult to the family.

"Oh hehe, that's not Ronnie Martha's subordinate!"

"Not anymore! The family that tried to rebel! The middle-aged man was extremely excited, and he was not afraid of attracting anything.

"What are you excited about? Shouldn't you also be destroyed in the rebellion? Qianzu smiled and asked rhetorically, even if the middle-aged man couldn't see his expression, he could imagine something.

"......" actually knew that Qianzu was right, they should have been wiped out - just like Ronnie Martha.

"You're still serving Shadow Island, so? Traitor? "At this moment, Qianzu and he are probably talking more than the total number of words that Blood Dragon has heard since taking office

"Traitor? Just to survive. "Middle age has regained its calm.

"So? Uh......" Thousand Feet asked rhetorically, slightly struggling over some of the thick, crooked roots.

"You're actually the same, betraying Dragon Island." The leader said, he didn't want Chizu to say it.

Qianzu suddenly stopped, was silent for a few seconds, and then said slowly, "I didn't. ”

"It's already a reality anyway, let's go." The middle-aged man pushed a thousand feet before he hit the road again.

The atmosphere became cold, but it was actually good for both parties.

"Is there any protection in the underground warehouse?" After a while, the middle-aged man asked.

"I'm only in charge of taking you to your destination and telling you the entrance." Qianzu replied coldly.

His answer was ambiguous, and the black object on his chest that was half exposed was still there.

Suddenly, a bird-like dark beast rushed down from above, trying to attack Thousand-Foot, who looked up slightly, as if surprised, and then turned his gaze away in disregard, and then blood splattered, and the corpse landed on the blue mushroom. Bright red blood slipped from the mushroom and dripped onto the blue moss, turning into a small blush of red.

Several dark beasts of different sizes fluttered their wings and flew in the sky, hovering and chirping loudly, as if they were alert, as if mourning, and as if they were transmitting something.

Qianzu glanced up a few times, and then continued to walk in front, the middle-aged man didn't care, after all, it was tiring to go up and catch a few birds, but in fact, as long as he moved a few fingers, it was fine.

"Doesn't seem like you're very popular?"

"Really? But I think the other person is even more unpopular. ”

It is clear that the content of the conversation has made the two parties even more reluctant to continue talking.

The two of them continued walking, surprisingly moving a little faster here than outside. In the dark space, the blue light points drifted in the slight breeze, and the feeling of going backwards in such a wind was like being in the ocean, which made people inexplicably hold their breath, and the feeling of tightness in their chests seemed to come from instinct.

"If you want to get to your destination, take care of me."

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