Chapter 243: The White Lion Who Suspects the Lion's Birth
The reeds in midsummer are far less beautiful than those in autumn and winter, and the reeds are only budding, and they have never been as white as snow, so naturally there is no reed flowers stretching, like the scene of snow flying.
Countless reeds just grow quietly in the water, and the green shoots sway with the breeze on both sides, at the end of the Qinling Forest, as far as the eye can see, and there is a feeling of the sky and the wilderness.
Lin Hu's time to Qinling is not short, but he has never seen such a scene, when he came back from Beihai before, he took a different road, and he flew rapidly in the sky, he was a little eager to return home, and did not pay attention to the scenery under his feet.
"When the little demon first arrived here, the reeds here were not as many as the demon king had seen. The white lion saw that Lin Hu seemed to be slightly interested in this kind of scenery, so he opened his mouth to explain. "The little demon has taken it as a territory for nearly five months, and the reeds have grown wildly, and there is this endless reed forest. ”
Lin Hu nodded, did not answer, but continued to look at the boundless reed forest.
Although the scenery is beautiful, it is not here to enjoy the scenery. So you can have feelings, but you can't have too many feelings.
"Demon King, please. As the human camp separated, Lin Hu followed Zhang Jingyuan's steps and walked towards the large reeds.
The emerald green leaves, the freshly budding reed flowers, began to fall to the ground one by one under Lin Hu's huge feet, and then were trampled on again by more huge soles until they became mud.
As Lin Hu's footsteps moved forward more and more, the scene in the reeds began to change greatly, a large blank appeared in Lin Hu's eyes, the soil on the ground seemed to be ploughed, rolling out countless black-brown ravines, and a large amount of water poured from the river into the holes in the reed forest, forming large and small puddles.
Following the aftermath of the battle, the road that was forcibly opened forward, gradually penetrated deep into the reed forest on the shore, and the wider battlefield, more and more traces of battle, began to appear in front of Lin Hu's eyes.
The battlefield stretched for miles, from the river to the reed forest in the distance.
If it weren't for the revival of the aura, the area of the reeds would far exceed the original range, and I am afraid that the entire reed forest would be destroyed by the aftermath of the battle.
And as the traces of these battles began to appear in front of Lin Hu's eyes, Lin Hu also found more things in them.
In addition to the ubiquitous cracks and puddles of water, there are deep footprints on the ground, which are feline footprints.
Many long scratches, intertwined with sword marks, were deeply imprinted on the dirt and rocks of the ground, like messy lines carved out of the ground.
Because there was no one to comb it, the residual power was still stirring the nearby aura, and waves of heat hit Lin Hu's hairy face.
And the white lion, who was quietly following behind Lin Hu, had been observing the footprints on the ground, until he saw these scratch marks, and his face instantly showed an extremely complicated look. "This paw print ....."
In Lin Hu's gaze looking at him, the white lion slowly spit out a few words. "It's a lion. ”
"Hmm. Lin Hu nodded and glanced sideways at Zhang Jingyuan. He was looking sideways at the white lion's face, but he didn't speak, just continued to walk forward.
More traces appeared in Lin Hu's eyes, the reed fragments that had been stirred into powder by the sword intent were spread all over the ground, and in the formation composed of several members of the secret service, these fragments remained almost unchanged, not flying with the breeze outside the formation.
This is indeed Ye Shengge's sword intent, Lin Hu can still feel the traces left in the battlefield, and the sword intent that the woman used against herself on the snow mountain is the same root and origin, there is no difference in the slightest.
Hu Bai, who was following Lin Hu, reached out and touched the broken reeds on the ground, looking thoughtful.
The footsteps continued to move forward, and the traces of striking, scratching, and sword qi cutting became more and more obvious, and there were more and more. Large swaths of reeds fell to the ground, not twisted into powder, but the sword marks on the ground grew deeper, as did the paw prints and the marks of the striking.
It seems that as the battle becomes more and more intense, their energy becomes more and more condensed, and it seems that they instinctively save spiritual energy and physical strength, and they have not caused more damage to these weeds in the battlefield.
Soon, this battlefield came to an end, and under Lin Hu's several stories high, he clearly saw a ravine about half a meter wide, several zhang deep, and hundreds of meters long.
The ravine was in a straight line, cutting through the countless reeds, and the green powder was piled up on the soil on both sides of the ravine, and the spreading sword intent was still showing its existence.
Zhang Jingyuan pointed to this extremely deep and long ravine, and said to Lin Hu. "This is the trace left by the image of Ye Shengge's sword god. ”
Image of the sword god, Lin Hu remembered Ye Shengge who was smashed down by Luo with a turtle at the beginning.
This is the image of the sword god, such traces are comparable to the monkey's slap in the sky before entering the secret realm.
"Our judgment, no different from the lion king, is preliminarily determined to be a big cat, and the race is lions. Zhang Jingyuan pointed to the deep scratches next to the passage, and said sideways to Lin Hu.
"Hmm. "Professional things, naturally let the professional come, Lin Hu turned to the white lion and asked. "Can you tell how big that lion is?"
The white lion hesitated for a while before he spoke to Lin Hu a little embarrassed. "It's about the size of a goblin. ”
Looking at the change in Lin Hu's eyes, the white lion hurriedly hung two claws on the ground, and the scratches were almost exactly the same as the traces left on the ground. "It should be the size of a little demon. ”
He hesitated for a long time, and said to Lin Hu with a confused face in the enchantment laid by the little fox again. "Demon King, there is the smell of little demons here. ”
"Huh?" Lin Hu was noncommittal, just looked at him quietly, waiting for his next step.
"But the little demon is sure that the sword-wielding woman who was escorted by the snake was not killed by me. ”
Zhang Jingyuan stood outside the enchantment, quietly waiting for Lin Hu, and there was not the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power on his body, he had no intention of eavesdropping.
"In the reeds, the people of the South-Western Division, discovered this. Zhang Jingyuan stretched out his hand to the side, and a small bag was thrown into his hand, with some white hair in it.
Zhang Jingyuan opened it, and the white lion rushed forward, and when the members of the secret service around him instantly pointed their guns at him, the white lion stopped, he sniffed carefully in front of Zhang Jingyuan, and then looked at Lin Hu with incredible eyes.
Under Lin Hu's nod, the white lion told his discovery.
His face was full of confusion, and even obvious doubts had begun to appear in his eyes, wondering if he was really here and had a fight with the woman named Ye Shengge.
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