The Faceless One bowed slightly to the other side again, and his entire body melted like ice crystals in the sun, shrinking into the shadows on the ground. He is at home in this world of shadows.

Uncle Bao's face was solemn, and he raised his legs to chase after him, but then his face was hesitant. He wasn't sure if this was a ploy to divert the tiger from the mountain, and his most important task was to protect Miss Yan.

Thinking about it in his mind, Uncle Bao sighed deeply, and now he can only hope that those people in the picket department of the family can find out this black rat. He turned, his armor clanging like a bell.

Yan Zining's eyes were a little blurred, and the blood flowing from her body gathered into a small stall like a pool, dyeing her clothes red. Her weak appearance made Uncle Bao hate the Faceless One even more, and he knelt down on one knee in distress and took out two bottles of pills from his body.

Two round pills rolled down from the bottle into Uncle Bao's palm, and he sent them into Yan Zining's mouth. Yan Zining's consciousness was a little blurred, and she subconsciously opened her mouth to swallow the pill, and the pill turned into two warm currents in her mouth, making her grunt comfortably, like a low moan when she was immersed in a sweet dream.

A few drops of blood seeped out of her skin, and then the wound slowly closed and stopped bleeding. This was the effect of one of the elixirs, like the best wound medicine, while the other could help her control the fire poison that was raging in her body.

The pills used by Yan Zining to increase cultivation were not uncommon in the Yan family, and the ancestors of the Yan family had already researched ways to control their side effects, but they were still forbidden. The reason is that the fire poison can only be controlled, but it cannot be cured, just like maggots attached to the bones.

Uncle Bao sighed, said "rudeness" in a low voice, picked up Yan Zining, and rushed towards the Yan family's mansion with a full of worries. It is conceivable that the Yan family will do their best to cure Yan Zining, but whether she can survive can only depend on where the fate of the ocean will go.

……

"Here." Wen Jin lowered his voice, trying to make it as soft as a feather. He reached out and brushed aside the green blades of grass in front of him, revealing the scene below, a shallow footprint, as if eroded by the wind, a little blurred.

"Alright." Wen Jin whispered, making a gesture to focus everyone's attention on him, "The footprints are still fresh, our prey is not far from here, don't mess up." His voice blew into everyone's ears like a wind, You Jiao'er and Guo Ke nodded, and Rhubarb let out a low howl.

"With the medium, things are much easier." Wen Jin muttered, "Did Master Li teach you the tracking technique?" You Jiaoer and Guo Ke looked at each other, and the meaning was obvious-what is the tracking technique?

Wen Jin sighed, pinched the magic trick in his hand, and recited the words in his mouth: "Heaven and man are one, revealing traces." A pink light appeared in the minds of the people, first tracing a heart, and then snaking forward like flowing water.

You Jiao'er and Guo Ke's faces suddenly became strange.

Wen Jin touched his nose, pretended to be casual, and pointed forward, and said a little coldly: "Over there, we need to speed up, the traces of the tracking technique are a little blurry, presumably the target has run farther and farther." ”

You Jiao'er replied softly and walked forward following the trail of the tracking technique. The soil bloomed into mud flowers beneath her feet, falling in a fluttering manner, staining the corners of her skirt. She casually raised her head and glanced at the branches above, feeling a little strange in her heart, but then she shook her head mischievously and followed Wen Jin.

The branches trembled slightly, and Li Wuming squatted on them, observing the group's every move with a playful expression. He was in the effect of the Golden Hidden Technique, and his body would not be exposed to everyone's sight and divine sense.

"Xiao Wenjin is doing well, but I don't know where his tracker came from, or rather, his past is a mystery...... Obviously from a small town......" Li Wuming stood up, his body as straight as a javelin.

His eyes were a little meaningful: "Also, You Jiao'er also deserves more attention, and even glanced at me, so scared that I thought that the Golden Concealment Technique had failed...... Because of the trembling of the branches? ”

He jumped, and his body fell like a pebble, landing on the ground as light as a feather, only splashing a circle of fallen leaves and dust around him. Patting his robe, Li Wuming paced to a bush and peeled it open, revealing the footprints below.

"Tsk." He grinned, a little surprised, "This looks like a big guy." As a quiz, is it really useful to make them face such a strong enemy? He looked in the direction where Wen Jin and the others had left, and found that the sun was hanging high in the sky, as if it was burning.

"Forget it." Li Wuming shook his head, paused at his feet, and then paced in the direction of the crowd. Step by step, as if there were invisible steps under his feet, "Think of it as a test." And according to Xiao Wenjin's experience, he won't fail to see the strength of this guy, so ...... What will he do, it's really exciting. ”

"Whatever." He faced the midday sun, his eyes narrowed, "There's me behind them." ”

……

The leaves of the trees sparkle in the sun, blocking the daylight above and leaving the darkness to the world below. In the dark and deep dense forest, the darkness is as thick as water, and it cannot be dissolved, but only flows out, occupying the eyes of every living being.

In this secluded forest, two ghostly fires suddenly appeared, blue and faint, like flickering candlelight. The flame grew closer and closer, closer and closer, revealing its true face, and it was actually two dark blue pupils.

A panther came out of the bushes. The leaves rustle across its brocade-like fur, making a somewhat abrupt sound in the deep forest. The panther stepped into a path in the woods, and its soft paws were silent when they stepped on the dead leaves on the ground.

The panther took two graceful steps, opened its mouth and yawned lazily, the bloody mouth large enough to shove an entire human head. Suddenly, its eyes widened and its head raised, its ears erected high, and a look of vigilance welled up.

The languid color in its eyes faded, its pupils narrowed, and its face wrinkled hideously, revealing its innate ferocity. The panther jumped vertically and burrowed into the nearby grass, its pitch-black body blending well into the darkness of the dense forest, and disappeared in a flash.

……

Wen Jin looked up at the sky, where the only source of light was. As a monk, he was naturally able to see in the dark, but he instinctively rejected dark places.

And this dense forest is too dark and unclear, as if there are countless pairs of eyes watching him around him, which makes his heart suddenly alert.