In the early morning, the Jianhu Forest was very humid, and the magic circle laid by Chu Zhaoye could isolate the breath of people, but it could not block this heavy water vapor.

At that time, in the open space covered by the magic circle, the five people of Feng Huan each sat on several tree stumps, listening to Chu Zhaoye's guidance while practicing the method of spitting and refining wind vitality.

Feng Huan didn't know why, he was so caught up by the moist feeling in his nasal cavity that he couldn't settle down, and every time he inhaled, there seemed to be something churning in his blood to resist. It was obviously cool water, but it made him dry.

When the muscles of his body tensed unconsciously due to this discomfort, a pair of hands pressed on Fenghuan's shoulders.

Feng Huan only felt that his shoulders were hot, and a peaceful vitality instantly enveloped his body, and the feeling of dryness caused by the water vapor was slowly released. After a long time, he finally settled down.

Concentratingly, Chu Zhaoye's voice came into his ears.

"You have half of the blood of the forest demon clan in your body, and it's normal for you to not be used to the water and gas in the forest, so take it easy. ”

It's ridiculous to say, Feng Huan really doesn't have much impression of his parents in this world, if he hadn't heard Chu Zhaoye say this, he would have almost forgotten that he still had a forest demon mother.

The Celestial Boundary is divided into two major races of the human race and the demon race, among which the demon race has four races: the desolate demon, the sea monster, the rain demon, and the forest demon.

Forest demons mostly live in mountains and forests, and if they leave the mountains and forests for too long, they will have difficulty breathing.

They emit a unique fragrance that can interfere with the force field around them as their vitality moves, changing their aura to hide in the current environment and mislead enemies.

But this aroma has a fatal flaw, which is destroyed by the water vapor rising from the forest.

They can only live in the mountains and forests, but there are their old enemies in the mountains and forests.

The difficulty of survival has made the forest demon clan excluded from the demon clan.

And the forest demon men and women are naturally beautiful, and they are the closest to the human race in appearance. Some treacherous villains saw this and would imprison the forest demon clan for some special transactions. Over time, the reputation of the forest demon became worse and worse, and as a result, it gradually became the lowest status clan in the Celestial Realm, although all this was not the fault of the forest demon.

Thinking of this, Feng Huan was relieved, he did not inherit the unique body fragrance of the Lin Demon Clan, but his resistance to these water vapors was still written in his bones and blood.

"Don't think about resisting, remember, you are a forest demon but you are also a human race, you can slowly adapt. Chu Zhaoye's voice rose again.

Hearing this, Feng Huan readjusted his internal breath, no longer thinking about the matter of water and qi, but quietly recalled Professor Chu Zhaoye's method of refining wind and vitality.

If it was placed in the past, when the wind came to a place like Jianhu Forest, the first reaction should be to sigh at the richness of the vitality here. Then sigh again, the gathering of vitality is dangerous, like the top of Yushan Mountain, it is also a place of chicken ribs.

After coming into contact with the concept of the four systems of vitality, and then judging the Jianhu Forest, Feng Huan has a diametrically opposite view from before.

According to what Chu Zhaoye said, he put his own perception to the maximum, and carefully felt the difference between the vitality here and the ordinary vitality, and indeed grasped the difference point at a certain moment.

Mixed with those vitality, there is a hint of affinity.

If you don't pay attention to it, this trace of power should be refined as an impurity in the process of being absorbed by the martial artist.

Chu Zhaoye taught them to do the opposite, discarding the other part, leaving only this trace of "impurities".

When the slightest power was constantly collected and gathered, Feng Huan's feeling of that power gradually became clear—it was a gentle power that turned spring breeze into rain and was surrounded by all things.

Feng Yuanqi, this term has a tangible appearance for the first time in Feng Huan's mind.

After remembering this feeling, Feng Huan looked at the vitality of this Jianhu Forest, and there were only two words piled up in his heart: treasure.

Not only the hustle and bustle, but the faces of the other four people in the clearing also appeared with joy one after another.

The freshness of a cadre of people is together, and the cultivation is completely forgotten.

Feng Huan was the first to finish his cultivation and get up, only to find that it was almost dark, and Chu Zhaoye didn't know when he had left.

Thinking of the surge in the possibility of encountering danger in the Dark Night Forest, Feng Huan hesitated for a moment, but still stepped forward to stop the cultivation of the others.

"Who, why are you interrupting me!" Nan Hua was the last to get up, she was still out of the situation, and she was about to find someone to stop her cultivation. Glancing at the nervous looking partners, and then at the sky, she exclaimed, "Oh my God, it's so late?!"

"We didn't pay attention to the time either. Feng Huan waved his hand, "Don't say anything yet, let's go back quickly." ”

Nanhua couldn't help but complain while following the crowd: "The old man didn't say anything to remind us! Like me, who has a bad sense of direction, walking in the forest at night, maybe the demon beast didn't meet and lost himself first." ”

"You're the slowest runner, don't waste your energy talking!" Luo Han glanced at Nanhua and said with a smile, "After a while, the crow's mouth will become a prophecy, and we will all have to explain here." ”

Feng Huan can be regarded as subduing these two little ancestors, and they can quarrel in any situation.

After thinking about it, Feng Huan smiled and persuaded: "Luo Han, don't tease her! With you, you won't get lost!"

"Well, a good archer has ears and eyes. Luo Han listened happily to the words of the wind, and the tone of his voice was a little proud, "I can walk out with my eyes closed...... it, stop it!"

Halfway through Luo Han's speech, his tone suddenly became serious, and while shouting to stop, he walked two steps quickly to the front of the team, stopping the group's progress.

"Hold your breath, don't make a sound, something is coming over!" Luo Han said in a hurry, lowering his voice.

Everyone immediately understood, and in order to narrow the target, they dispersed, and each of them shrank behind the tree, not daring to come out, and focused on the direction where the cold was looking.

There was the sound of leaves falling off, followed by the sound of wings flapping from far and near.

Luo Han was the first to see the comer.

The monster was covered in long feathers, its wings were fully extended, its eyes were shining with a terrifying green light in the night, and its claws and beak were like sharp knives—it was a mist owl!

But Luo Han knew that this demon beast had a keen sense of hearing, and he couldn't open his mouth to remind others at that moment.

Since it was already dark, there was no visibility in the forest, and only the fluorescence of some mushrooms illuminated a very small area, barely indicating the position of the five people.

Seeing that the fog owl was approaching, and the others were still trying to listen to the sound, in a hurry, Luo Han shot an arrow at an uninhabited position!

This arrow is extremely skillful, and it actually flew a long distance in the densely wooded forest, and after hearing the sound, the fog owl chased after the direction in which the arrow flew.

After hearing the sound of arrows, when the fog owl turned its direction, he finally saw its figure clearly, and his heart was shocked.

How can there be such an active fog owl at night?

It is impossible to hide perfectly under the nose of this demon beast, and as soon as it flew closer, Feng Huan and the others were directly discovered. It is also extremely fast, and it is very likely that it will not have time to defend before it is attacked!

The arrow of Luo Han is equivalent to snatching time for everyone to react from under the claws of the fog owl!

The bigger problem is that this arrow also exposes Luohan's own position, if the fog owl chases it and finds that it is wrong, the target after turning back must be Luohan!

Thinking of this, Feng Huan immediately moved, Yun Yanying also had the same idea as him, and the two of them came to Luo Han's side quickly, pulling him up left and right!

"What are you doing, you can notice it if you move it casually!" Although Luo Han was anxious, his voice was still very low.

"Don't talk about this, run!" The wind pulled Luo Han in a hurry, and he didn't forget to shout loudly to the remaining two, "Anyway, it will be discovered, don't be stunned!"

"Follow me!" Luo Han finally raised his arms and took the lead in rushing to the front to show everyone the way.

The five of them rushed to the outskirts of the forest at full speed, but they didn't run far before they caught up with a rapid roar behind them!

"Hell, doesn't this thing sleep well at night?" Nanhua, as a native of Meteoric Prefecture, also knows all kinds of demon beasts very well, and he can't hold back the question in his heart at this moment, "Or is this just a mutated fog owl?" I just took a cursory look, and it doesn't look like it?"

Luo Han shouted backwards, "I don't care why it's awake at night now, I just want to know if we can beat it!"

As he was talking, Nanhua, who fell at the end, felt a chill in his back and was so frightened that he snorted shortly. At this moment, a powerful hand wrapped around her waist and brought her to the side, and the sharp beak of the misty owl almost staggered against her waist!

The person who stretched out his hand was Luo Han, and when he turned around and shouted, he noticed the attacking fog owl, so he was able to take countermeasures in time.

A battle is no longer avoidable!

Nanhua didn't stand stunned, and immediately activated the first element crystal skill of the Futu Sword, and the other three people who were in the middle of the team quickly dodged the attack. With the speed bonus, Luo Han also shot an arrow in an instant, only to see a silver light flash in the darkness, accompanied by a miserable cry of pain from the fog owl, the arrow suddenly pierced its right wing!

I don't know if the arrow hurt it too badly, causing it to lose its ability to control its balance, the fog owl suddenly flew around, crashing into the tree and ignoring it, a muffled sound mixed with screams, as if crazy.

Everyone looked at it full of questions and didn't know what to do.

"I don't feel right, it looks like it's hurting. Only He Qingying was quite calm and analyzed the suspicions, "Before it met us, it seemed to be flying very quickly, as if it was running for its life." ”

Luo Han shouted: "I'll go, there won't be any big guys waiting for us in the back, right?"

He Qingying's words really reminded Feng Huan, and he carefully observed the movements of this fog owl, although its right wing was hit by an arrow, there was no obvious obstacle when it flapped. The reason why it keeps hitting the tree is not like a wing injury, but like a ......

Wind Hustle is sure that he has seen a text describing this state, and it is in a book about demon beasts. After thinking for a moment, a word suddenly popped into my head!

"Snake venom!"

"It's poisoned!"

After Feng Huan said this word, almost at the same time, Nanhua also shouted!