Thousands of miles away, in the place of the moon's rest, the silver plate hanging high at this moment will shine the bright moonlight on the calm flowing river, the river is sparkling, and the Yishan mountains on both sides are magnificent and profound.

On the narrow beach at the foot of the mountain, river turtles climbing ashore are resting. In the dense forest beside the shore, the gloomy cooing of the owl can be heard from time to time.

A white-headed owl perched in the treetops, with a beak like a hook and golden eyes with black pupils, turned its white head to patrol its prey vigilantly in the night, and a pair of sharp claws hooked the branches and seemed to be ready to shoot at any time.

As if it had discovered something, it stared at the front without moving, and a pair of golden eyes gradually glowed, and then swooped out quickly.

With its wings outstretched, the owl glides across the wide river and suddenly weaves into the forest on the opposite bank. It slid through the darkness, then stopped again on the tree, staring silently into the dark forest with only fragments of moonlight penetrating.

As the fog rose in the darkness, and muffled voices could be heard from under the trees, a group of dozens of leather-armored native soldiers hurried in a row of young men and women as well as immature children, dressed in short brown clothes and tied up in a row with their hands tied behind their backs.

"Hurry up, hurry up!" The lean leader led by him struggled to greet his subordinates, lowered his voice and scolded angrily, "Your mother, tell you to hurry up, and you still grind, you don't want to live anymore, but don't drag Lao Tzu to die together!" After a while, he muttered anxiously with a burning face, "It's over, it's over, I can't catch up, it's all over now!"

A young subordinate wiped his sweat and complained: "I said that the team is right, you have also seen it, we have been on the road since dawn, and we have not stopped for a moment, but the humidity and heat on this road are unbearable, and the troubles are constant, these Diao people still have to run, you don't let us get one or two, you have to be considerate and considerate of us!"

"You speak softly to Lao Tzu!" the anxious leader gritted his teeth and reprimanded with a suppressed voice, "If you die one or two, don't you make up for it?" Annoy that thing, see if it spares you!"

The young subordinate still wanted to argue, but seeing that the native soldiers who were older than him were silent, he swallowed the words back.

Some of the mountain people who were tied up heard some clues and asked: "Master Jun, didn't you say that we were sent to hard labor, why haven't we been able to walk for so long?"

No one answered his words.

"Yes, Master Jun, where is this going to be sent and what are we going to do?"

The lean leader had no intention of answering them, and he stopped, sweating profusely and breathing heavily. He looked around nervously, and the fog in the forest grew so thick that he could no longer see the road ahead.

"It's over...... It's over," he stared at him, stepped forward quickly, searched left and right for a way out, but found nothing, and finally sat there in despair, still thinking about it, "It's over, it's over, it's really over......"

The shrill cry of a baby suddenly came, and everyone panicked and looked around, but they didn't know where the cry came from.

In the fog ahead, a figure loomed. It was huge, pressed against its body, and got closer and closer. When the body was revealed, it was a beast with the body of a leopard. The beast was covered in brown and black patterns, with a series of long and short sharp horns from its forehead to its back, a pair of long fangs piercing out of its mouth, thick and long limbs, and two rows of four eyes glowing with a cold green light on its face, staring firmly at the people, making these people tremble and scatter!

The beast had its own long spiked tail in its mouth, and as soon as its mouth was loosened, its long tail was raised high like a thick iron chain, and what came out of its mouth was the sharp cry of a baby! Behind it, followed by two figures, looking closely, their clothes were ragged, their faces were pale, and their shapes were like withered trees, like a wrinkled skin attached to a skeleton and lifeless, only the two hollow holes in the eyes of the face were filled with cold white light, which were clearly the two yin ghost puppets of this beast.

In the midst of everyone's exclamations, the lean leader "plopped" to his knees, kept kowtowing, and cried out in his mouth: "Grandpa Heavenly Beast spares his life, spares his life!" The villains were ordered to offer offerings to Grandpa, but, but, who expected that the road was not smooth, and it could not be delivered in time, let Grandpa, let Grandpa come out in person, and beg Grandpa to spare our lives! Look, look! The offerings are all here, one, one is many, the villas will send it to Grandpa, and please go back, please go back, please go back, please go back......

The leader desperately kowtowed and begged, and a few timid native soldiers had already weakened their legs, and they also knelt on the ground and said spare, kowtowing like pounding garlic. And the other few who are still sober, along with the mountain people who already know the truth, are all pulling their legs to run.

The strange beast opened its bloody mouth, followed by a roar that shook the mountains and forests, and those who ran a few steps were immediately shocked to the ground, and some people covered their heads in pain and screamed, and blood flowed from their ears and noses.

In an instant, the beast leaped up and pounced on the leader in front, and the leader who was still kowtowing didn't have time to react, and his head was bitten to pieces, and in the midst of the blood splatter, the beast swept its long tail and easily pierced the tail spike into the leather armor of a native soldier, piercing his body. After taking down the two men, it continued to leap rapidly, piercing one person with its sharp horns, knocking down one with its claws, and wrapping its long tail tightly around another, and then "fluttering" its tail thorn into the man's head, all in a single breath.

The people who were still alive on the ground cried for their fathers and mothers, and fled with their rolls and crawlers, but the strange beasts showed no mercy and wantonly killed and tortured, and soon dozens of people were left with only a few children.

It stopped, covered in blood, and grunted towards one of them.

The frightened boy collapsed on the ground with a pale face, his head hanging down and trembling.

The beast picked up its long tail and slowly approached him, its four green eyes staring at the child condescendingly, baring its teeth fiercely, and then suddenly opened its mouth to bite off the child's head, leaning over and devouring it.

When a child next to him saw this scene, he was crawling on the ground trying to escape, and the strange beast that gnawed at the bones raised its long tail and firmly wrapped itself around the child's neck. The two yin ghosts who were originally following the strange beast also staggered forward at this moment, and bent down to eat the corpse next to them, a hellish scene in the dense forest of this moon break.

Suddenly, the beast raised its head alertly, and the blood in its mouth salivated from its mouth, and the whistle in the forest rang out, and it let go of its long tail, and the child fell to the ground, and it scurried away, and in an instant a flaming feathered arrow flew into the ground where it had just stood.

"We're late, kill it!" a teenager's voice shouted.

Rockets flew in, and the beasts leaped in all directions, and the ghosts that were shot howled and burned into flames. Everywhere flocked to the mountain people with bows, knives and even nail rakes. The leopard-fleshed beast roared angrily at the crowd, and the roar shook through the mountains and forests again.

A large net flew in and covered it, and the flaming feathered arrows continued to shoot at it, and the mountain people rushed desperately, and the first one was a young man in leather armor.

How could a net bind the beast, it roared violently, and immediately broke the net, leaped up and swept the mountain people who rushed up with its long tail, and everyone screamed and was swept away, and blood splattered. The young man at the head curled up on the ground with his head in his hands and rolled to the side, only to dodge, and when he got up, his leather armor had been cut and blood was spilling out.

But this group of mountain people came with a desperate heart, and they still moved forward desperately when they saw this. The strange beast jumped into the crowd in a rage, picking with sharp horns, sharp claws, long tail stabs, and a bloody mouth to bite wildly, although the mountain people could only hurt its fur with arrows and bayonets, and in a short time more than half of them were killed and wounded.

When it was critical, they once again spread their nets and struggled to hold the beasts. "Kill!" the rest of the men stepped forward with their weapons raised, and the boy also picked up his knife and screamed and rushed forward.

"Wei'er!" shouted in a hoarse voice that was hard to hear, only to see that the strange beast had thrown off the people who had bound it, broke the rope net again, and roared angrily and opened its mouth to pounce on the young man, seeing that the young man was about to enter his mouth, but was pushed down by the person who caught up, but the person who came was instantly bitten by the strange beast on one of his legs, and was thrown up in the beast's mouth with the strange beast's violent head.

"Father!" exclaimed the boy.

"Ahh

The beast immediately threw the other party out of the air, roaring violently and rolling violently on the ground. A long, bloody burn on its face still smoked, and one eye was blinded. After rolling a few times, it stood to its feet and leaped away into the depths of the dense forest, disappearing in an instant.

"Father!" the boy anxiously ran to his father, who had fought off the beast, still holding the white sword in his hand, lying on the ground dying, one of his bitten legs had been broken, and only the flesh was attached to it, gurgling and bleeding.

The owl on the tree bark rolled its neck and cooed twice, staring at the wounded, and when he fought, he saw his tall stature, but now he could see his face, no, to be precise, he had no face, except for the hole in the mouth and nose and two small holes embedded in the gray eyeballs, his face was only wrapped in a wrinkled skin.

The young man next to him quickly took off his shirt and bandaged his father's leg, he turned his head and shouted at the surviving mountain people, "Come and save him!"

The moment he turned his head, a pair of fiery and bright red eyes of a handsome young man clearly appeared in the owl's eyes.

The mountain people hurried to carry the wounded and left quickly.

The corpse-strewn and devastated forest regained its tranquility again, and the fog was still filling, gradually gathering the flesh and blood on the ground, and the silence was terrifying.

"Coo-goo. The owl screamed twice in a gloomy voice, and as it turned its neck, it found something again, its golden eyes with black eyes staring into the distance.

Through the mist, it faintly saw a figure with a black cloak in its pocket, and then slowly raised its head. He looked at the owl on the branches, it was pitch black under his hood, and only a pair of eyes glowed with a sharp cold light. He suddenly raised his hand, and a short arrow flew in.

Thousands of miles away, in the deep valley of the Emperor's Land, Xuan Shu sat quietly under the dry ginkgo tree, dressed in a white robe.

His closed eyes suddenly opened, and two lines of red blood flowed down from his eyes. "Ah!" he screamed as he threw his head back violently, then leaned and fell to the ground in pain.