"Because of the sparse population, the Beira people live in the primeval jungle in the west, and the folk customs are extremely barbaric, and they can be self-sufficient, so they are at peace with outsiders...... But I don't know what Lu Dao is about, more than ten years ago, this Beira tribe suddenly came to the rumor of attacking the surrounding tribes......"

His gaze fell on a blood stain on the ground, and his tone became even lower: "Just like you can see, they are like crazy demons, they bite people when they see them, to be precise, they bite when they see living things......

"More than 10 years ago?" Feng Tingcheng's heart trembled slightly, "Didn't the imperial court suppress it?" ”

"Why not." Mu Shenxiao's eyes were traceless, and a layer of meaningful ripples appeared: "After the accident, the imperial court sent a large number of soldiers to suppress the border, and it was said that the entire Beira tribe was slaughtered at that time......"

"The entire Northern Tribe?" Feng Chengcheng's dark eyes froze, "What about the child?" ”

Mu Shenxiao let out a long sigh, and Ling Ran's deep eyes fell into a dark luster: "No one knows what the result of the Dao is, and the people above the court are also silent about this matter...... But since then, the Northern Rats race has indeed never been mentioned again. ”

He suddenly leaned on the ground and picked up a piece of blood-stained rag, carefully examining the lines on it.

"It's a hand-woven coarse cloth......"

"I really look like the Beira tribe." Feng Chengcheng's eyes fell on the cloth as lightly as thin ice: "It's also a piece of clothing that has been worn for more than ten years." ”

……

Looking for the traces of broken grass, Mu Shenxiao and Feng Chengcheng lurked all the way, especially Feng Chengcheng, completely spreading their mental power out of the city, perceiving everything around them.

But it seemed that everything had fallen silent again, and the woods that had been noisy a moment ago had no sound except for the swaying of the branches and leaves.

Even Liu Changfeng seems to have evaporated and disappeared without a trace.

The traces of broken grass stretched all the way to the edge of a small stream, which was originally a cool place for Feng Chengcheng to come.

The murmuring stream slowly flowed in front of the two of them, and the crisp sound of the water brought a sense of tranquility and comfort.

Mu Shenxiao's eyes fell on an oval pebble in the middle of the stream, and there was a drop of fresh blood on it.

The slender fingertips dipped the blood, rubbed it, and said in a deep voice, "They must have crossed this stream and entered the woods on the other side......

Feng Chengcheng's eyes fell on the dense jungle opposite, and she knew that there was a primeval forest connected there.

In the depths of the woods, the royal family built a thick wooden railing to separate the jungle.

The wild wolf in the paddock last time was said to have broken the wooden railing and entered the paddock.

Now, it is clear that this group of Beira people also followed this place into the primeval jungle.

What's even worse is that in their hands, there may still be Liu Changfeng.

Mu Shenxiao washed away the blood on his hands in the stream, and said deeply: "Now that the thunderstorm is coming, and the sky is about to darken, no matter what the reason, we can't enter that jungle." ”

He stood up faintly, and a cold chill was hooked on his thin lips: "So, no matter whether Liu Changfeng is there or not, and whether he is arrested or followed by himself, there is nothing we can do......