After setting up the camp, Tang Lang was ready to carefully survey the surrounding environment, and at the same time look for a water source nearby, in the next few days, the clean water he carried would definitely not be enough, and there must be enough water to replenish.

With the tent as the center, Tang Lang searched the neighborhood according to a circular trajectory, and after walking half a mile, there was a murmuring sound in his ears, and a clear stream appeared in front of him.

Tang Lang hurriedly took out the water bladder behind him and filled it with water, not wanting to squat down just now, there was a shaking in the grass opposite, and a plush snow-white demonic beast came out of it, and a pair of big eyes happened to be at the level of his gaze, it was a two-tailed rabbit.

One person and one beast were all frightened by each other, and only after a few breaths did they react, before Tang Lang could take out the Butterfly Knife, the demonic beast on the opposite side had already raised its tail high, and a cyan wind blade and a red fireball flew towards him.

Tang Lang screamed and rolled to the side, but the water bladder in his hand fell into the stream, and hurriedly took out the butterfly knife, looked at the position of the two-tailed rabbit's abdomen and threw it out, but the two-tailed rabbit was unusually dexterous, jumped backwards, dodged his blow, and at the same time the two big tails swung like wheels, and more than ten wind blades and fireballs flew Tang Lang.

If there was no special training in front of him, Tang Lang would definitely be seriously injured, and even so, he was very embarrassed, he twisted his body into a strange shape in mid-air, Kan Kan dodged the attack of the demonic beast, but because he couldn't borrow his strength, he fell face down in the icy stream.

The two-tailed rabbit was also a little out of breath after a round of fierce attack, seeing that Tang Lang was safe and sound, he turned his head and got into the grass to prepare to escape, Tang Lang no longer spared the energy stored by the system at this time, and silently thought in his heart: "Turtle crawl!", a gray air flow flew towards the demonic beast, just hitting the pair of huge rabbit tails.

In order to hide people's eyes, Tang Lang replaced all the spells recorded by the system with code words, the turtle crawling represents the slowness spell, after the two-tailed rabbit was hit by the spell, his limbs were like a heavy sandbag, and he fell to the ground without two steps, and his movements became extremely slow.

Tang Lang jumped out of the water with both arms, and was blown by the cold wind in the forest, and suddenly felt that his hair was upside down, and he was even more annoyed in his heart, and raised his hand to fly out another butterfly knife, which penetrated from the back of the two-tailed rabbit's head, nailed it firmly to the ground, and soon a pool of blood flowed out.

Turning his head to pick up the butterfly knife that had just fallen, he remembered that his water bladder had also fallen into the water, and quickly waded into the water to pick it up, and then came to the side of the two-tailed rabbit, kicked a few more feet in anger, and picked up the rabbit ears and returned to the stream to clean up the loot.

If the twin-tailed rabbit is not dealt with quickly, the smell of blood may attract more demonic beasts, Tang Lang will take the stream, peel it and remove its bones, the fur can be sold, and the rabbit meat will be used as dry food, but unfortunately no spar will be found in his brain.

The staff used by the sorcerer, the most precious is the spar, the types of spars are very diverse, there are crystals of ore veins produced from the depths of the earth, there are also crystals of plants and trees from exotic flowers and plants, and the most common spar is the crystal of Warcraft, but the possibility of a first-order Warcraft appearing spar is extremely low, even if you are lucky to find a spar, the quality is the worst.

Cleaning the blood stains on his body, Tang Lang returned to the tent tremblingly, in order to reduce the weight of his luggage, he did not carry extra clothes, the temperature in the forest dropped sharply after nightfall, and the wet clothes on his body would definitely be infected with the wind cold.

In desperation, Tang Lang could only take off all his clothes, and cover the rabbit skin he had just taken off on his body to maintain his body temperature, but all his limbs were exposed, and he was curled up in the cold, and he was annoyed in his heart, dealing with the most ordinary magical beast made himself so embarrassed, and the impetuous mentality brought about by the previous strength surge also disappeared without a trace, and the next hunting, if he didn't go all out, maybe he would face a more difficult situation.

In the early morning, a mist drifted in the woods, Tang Lang changed into half-dried clothes, lit the dead branches picked up yesterday with flint, roasted and swallowed the two rabbit legs, and then felt that the temperature of his body had risen, and his hands and feet, which had already been numb, also warmed up, and when his strength recovered, he continued to start the hunting task.

The next day, Tang Lang's luck turned good, he encountered a flame-eyed mouse in the morning, and it didn't take much effort to kill it, and in the afternoon, he met a cangyu hoof, which is a relatively rare bird-based magical beast, which is difficult to catch, but this cangyu hoofer happened to lay eggs in the nest, and he easily took it down with the bird's egg, and the feathers could be used to make arrow feathers, and the bird's egg became his lunch.

In the next two days, the harvest deteriorated again, only one flame-eyed rat was harvested, there were only four prey in four days, and there were only two days left before the time to return, and I was afraid that I would not be able to complete the task of the mentor. Tang Lang looked into the depths of the jungle, preparing to cross the boundary of ten miles outside the periphery in the last two days, and enter the middle layer of the jungle slightly, hoping for a better harvest.

Before nightfall, Tang Lang set up several warning mechanisms within a range of more than ten zhang near the tent, these are all small skills taught by Ji Fengyu before leaving, as long as someone or a demonic beast triggers it, it will make a loud noise, which can provide people with an earlier warning and prevent it from happening.

With the experience of the previous nights, Tang Lang was no longer as frightened as he was when he first entered the jungle, and he could sleep peacefully. I don't know how long later, there was a crisp sound of branches breaking in my ears, and the warning mechanism that I had preset was touched, and Tang Lang was suddenly awakened.

Not daring to make too many moves, Tang Lang felt the butterfly blades on his waist, and silently drilled out of the tent, and then a few rays of moonlight sprinkled from between the trees, and saw two black figures circling outside the range of the Lost Array.

"Adventurer?" Tang Lang's heart tightened, what the mentor said was right, it was indeed humans who were more terrifying than demonic beasts in the jungle, and these two people took advantage of the night to sneak over, most of them wanted to kill for money, but fortunately they were temporarily trapped by the Lost Trace Array.

The distance between the figures was about ten zhang, the night was gloomy, and the faces could not be seen clearly, and the two approached each other and talked in low voices.

"Third brother, here is a fog, where did the people come from?"

"What do you know, it hasn't rained recently, and the forest is very dry, and the fog comes from for no reason!

"Formation, then we don't leave quickly, in case we annoy others, we can't resist the formation, I heard that the formation mages are all strong guys. ”

"Look at you like a bear! The formation mage is just famous, and his own cultivation is not very strong, and he uses the Trace Array to cover up his traces, which is clearly a sign of poor strength......

Tang Lang heard the words of the two of them clearly through the system, and only then did he realize that the camp he had painstakingly arranged was full of loopholes in the eyes of these veterans, and the maze array was even more intriguing.

Seeing that the situation was very critical, he was so nervous that a layer of sweat secreted from his palms. If you let the two of you explore around, you will be discovered sooner or later, and you will definitely be more passive at that time, so it is better to take the lead when the other party is unprepared, seriously injure or kill one person first.

Looking at the figures by the moonlight, one of them was tall and strong, and the other was slender and long, so Tang Lang chose the latter to raid, wanting to hit with one hit. He clenched the short blade in his hand hard, silently chanted "ghostly things" in his heart, and unleashed the Soul Curse, and at the same time slammed his feet and rushed towards the tall and thin man.

The two adventurers were also taken aback, the tall and thin man didn't expect to rush out of the fog A figure rushed out, collided head-on with the Soul Curse, and instantly became lost and depressed, without a little resistance, Tang Lang, who was rushed over, gently cut his throat with a butterfly knife, and hot blood spurted out from between his fingers like a screwed faucet, and before he could let out a scream, the whole person fell backwards softly.

Hearing his companion's painful cries for help before he died, the strong adventurer let out a beast-like howl and rushed towards Tang Lang, his fists glowing dark red, looking like a powerful martial art. Tang Lang didn't dare to shake it head-on, his body retreated sharply, and he retreated into the Lost Trace Array to observe the opponent's movements, preparing to launch the Flame Array to teach the other party a profound lesson.

The strong adventurer missed a blow, did not continue to chase, retreated to the side of his companion, bent down to check the other party's injuries, only to find that his companion had long since lost his breath, and suddenly jumped like thunder: "Good boy, dare to kill my brother, I, Yuan Laosan, will never let you get out of the jungle alive, and prepare to bury my brother!"

The Lost Trace Array can only play the role of confusion, without the ability to defend at all, and Yuan Laosan, who has lost his companion, is like a mad tiger, and his big hand like a fan keeps slapping palm prints towards the place where Tang Lang disappeared, and the fierce fist wind knocks all the nearby trees off, almost sweeping to Tang Lang's side.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Tang Lang didn't know that the other party was a high-level martial artist, at least above the fifth rank, and it was definitely not something he could resist at this stage, and he didn't even bother to launch the Flame Array, and fled towards the depths of the jungle in a hurry.

One of the two ran wildly in front of them, and the other chased them in the rear, from midnight to dawn. Tang Lang has used the Guiyuan Spell to recover his physical strength three or four times, but the effect of each use of the spell is getting worse and worse, his legs are as heavy as being filled with lead, and every step he takes will be indescribably sore, and Yuan Laosan in the back is also out of breath, but he is forcibly supported by the strong quality of a martial artist.

"That boy, why are you as slippery as a monkey, hurry up and stop and fight with me, if you can resist my three moves, I will let you go and no longer pursue it!" Yuan Laosan kept shouting while chasing, wanting Tang Lang to stop.

Tang Lang dared to stop, fortunately, he had already turned on the system at the beginning, and he was not worried about getting lost, but he had already broken through the boundary of ten miles outside the jungle and had entered the middle of the jungle after running away overnight.

Tang Lang was running with all his might, and a triangular head suddenly appeared under a tree not far away, and a little spark kept spewing out from the corner of his mouth.

"Oh no! I actually met the Flame Rock Beast!" Tang Lang secretly screamed in his heart.

The Flame Rock Beast is one of the notoriously difficult second-order magical beasts in the Morting Jungle, covered in a thick layer of rock, almost invulnerable, and can spew violently burning flames from its mouth.

There were demonic beasts blocking the way in front of him, and there were wicked people chasing and killing in the back, and Tang Lang was attacked by the enemy for a while......