What appeared in their sight was a huge wolf, with bloodshot eyes, surrounded by a white skeleton and drooling from its fangs.

This is not an ordinary wolf, but a ninth-order demon beast blood-eyed bone wolf, even if the Yi people don't know much about the grade of the demon beast, they can imagine the strength of this demon beast just by looking at the appearance.

The three hunters and a bone wolf confronted each other, their eyes met, a chill rose from their hearts, and the fingers holding the hilt of the knife turned gray and white due to excessive force, and the palms of their hands were already soaked with sweat.

The bone wolf stared at a few people for a long time, and suddenly let out a desolate long howl from the sky, and rushed towards several people, several people roared at the same time, and the hunting knife slashed towards the bone wolf.

A gust of fishy wind swept past them, and all the swords that several people slashed with all their might missed.

"Bang dang", the knives of several people fell to the ground at the same time, as if the last trace of strength in the whole body was evacuated from the body.

The bony wolf picked up the roe deer from the campfire and ran towards the swamp in the distance, leaving only a shallow gray shadow.

"Are we dead?" The boy got up from the ground and said in shock, until now, his hands were still trembling slightly.

"Alive, we are alive, thanks to the protection of the man of God, we are alive." The older hunter said ecstatically.

"That wolf just now......" Recalling the strange wolf whose whole body was wrapped in white bones just now, Ah Shan's heart palpitated.

"That'...... It should be a divine beast raised by a godman, yes, it must be so, it must be so, fortunately we didn't hurt him, otherwise we would have been punished by the gods, and even our stockade would have suffered. The old hunter had fallen to the ground and bowed in the direction of the swamp.

Later, several hunters left the land of right and wrong, with the joy of the rest of their lives and the guilt and fear of offending the gods.

Shortly after they left, a veiled maiden, accompanied by several maids, followed the footprints of the bone wolf into the depths of the swamp. This girl, her eyes are gloomy, who else would it be if it wasn't Qing Lingyan?

In the depths of the swamp, rows of wooden houses are dotted under the shade of green trees, neat and clean, and full of ancient charm. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who would have believed that such a beautiful beauty could exist in this terrifying place known as the Devil's Swamp.

At the edge of the woods, a forest house is wandering outside, keeping a long distance from the other wooden houses, showing a bit of a strange gloom.

In the room, a woman in a black robe sat cross-legged, the wounds on her face were slanted through several scars, some of these scars were already very shallow, obviously left many years ago, some were newly left, looking hideous and terrifying, when she opened her eyes, her eyes were full of resentment that had accumulated from the bottom of her heart for I don't know how many years.

There was not a trace of wrinkle visible at the corners of her forehead and eyes, but judging from her snowy silver hair, she should not be young. Even so, through the shape of the face and eyebrows, you can still see a little bit of the charming demeanor of youth.

The woman looked at a portrait on the table, her expression was sometimes warm and sweet, sometimes painful and tangled, sometimes angry, sometimes resentful and self-mourning.

The portrait has turned yellow for a long time, but you can vaguely see the face of the young man in the portrait, the upright facial features, the handsomeness is not without losing the majesty, but there is a bit of gloom in the eyes.

The person on this portrait is Chu Fengyun when he was young!