The sun was gradually setting, Mo Fan glanced at the sky, and estimated that it was afternoon at this time, and night would soon fall. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

But he still didn't plan to stay here for long, and walked out of the temple gate, where the old monk was still cleaning the fallen leaves on the stairs.

"But the donor is leaving?" The old monk stopped his movements and folded his hands.

"Does the Master know how to get out of this wood?" Mo Fan asked.

"It's getting late, and it's not safe in the forest at night, so the donor might as well stay in the temple and rest for the night, and then leave tomorrow." The old monk persuaded him with good words.

"No need, the master should tell me how to get out of here." Of course, Mo Fan couldn't waste a night in the temple, so he chose to refuse without hesitation.

"The donor goes straight down this road." Seeing that the other party had made up his mind, the old monk did not dissuade him anymore and pointed out the direction.

After Mo Fan nodded, he walked straight in the direction pointed by the old monk, this forest was much bigger than he imagined.

He walked all the way for dozens of miles, until the evening, before the sun completely set, there was still nothing to find, but the road became more and more rugged, and the road was full of thorns along the way, and his steps were difficult.

Based on Mo Fan's understanding of the Endless Spirit, this is most likely a disguised reminder from the Endless Spirit to the Marauders - they have gone the wrong way!

But he obviously followed the direction pointed by the old monk, and there were no accidents or getting lost along the way.

Then there is only one possibility, Mo Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, "That old guy is lying to me!" ”

After thinking about it, he didn't hesitate at all, and immediately quickly returned the same way, he thought that there was a side quest in the temple, but now it seems that he was too careless.

As night fell, a waning moon hung above the sky, and a faint moonlight fell on the forest, forming strange white spots on the ground through the gaps between the leaves.

Mo Fan stepped on the fallen leaves on the ground, making a "rustling" sound, in this kind of extremely difficult copy, the woods at night, there was a dangerous aura everywhere, he had to increase his speed again, and the whole person was like a gust of breeze, shuttling through the woods at high speed.

"Save ...... Help me! ”

"Save ...... Life...... Help me! ”

"Who's coming...... Help me! ”

If the cry for help drifted into his ears from a distance, Mo Fan's brows moved slightly, stopped, stood in place, and listened quietly.

Ordinary people in the woods at night, when they encounter this situation, of course they will be frightened, and they will not have time to escape, so how dare they come forward to check.

Only those protagonists who like to die in horror movies will have the courage to come forward to find out, although Mo Fan is not the protagonist in the movie, he has a common hobby with those protagonists, that is...... Look for trouble.

Following the direction from which the sound came, Mo Fan walked all the way, and after a while, he actually saw a hole in a clearing in front of him, and the sound came from the hole, which seemed to be a crisp and pleasant female voice.

As soon as he flipped his hand, a translucent crystal sword appeared in his hand, which was none other than his current favorite weapon, Blood Dance.

When I came to the entrance of the cave, I looked straight down and found that it was six or seven meters deep, and by the faint moonlight, I could see a graceful and moving woman sitting underneath.

"Hint: Blood Dance - Void Breaker has been triggered!"

Accompanied by the cold prompt sound of the Endless Spirit, the blood dance in his hand trembled slightly, and Mo Fan only felt that his eyes were clear, and then he looked at the bottom of the cave.

Where is there any graceful beauty, it is clearly a weasel with a faint glow in his eyes, his mouth is still open and closed, and a pleasant female voice is made, "Childe, save the slave family!" ”

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, Mo Fan really wanted to see what tricks this weasel wanted to play, so he jumped into the hole very neatly, pinched the soft meat behind the weasel's neck, and lifted it easily.

The weasel's small eyes that glowed with a very human light, with a hint of panic, could not understand how he was seen through his true body.

But now it seems that it doesn't matter how you are seen through your real body, how you escape from the other party's hands is the most important thing.

It pouted its ass and was about to use its best tricks, when Mo Fan suddenly seemed to know what it was going to do next, and took the lead in speaking, "If you dare to fart, I'll chop you now." ”

Although Mo Fan's tone was flat, the surging killing intent contained in it made the body of Huang Daxian, who had a keen sense, tremble, and he didn't dare to make any more disturbances.

"Say, what are you fooling me for?" Mo Fan lifted the incomparably soft Huang Daxian in his hand high, and quietly looked at the other party's pair of small eyes.

"The villain just accidentally fell into this trap and couldn't climb out for a while, so he made this decision to deceive the adult, and ask the adult for forgiveness." The weasel's mouth opened and closed, and it made a childish male voice. The speech is a set, with two small paws clenched into fists, and the appearance is quite joyful.

"The dignified Wong Tai Sin, he can't even climb out of a hole." Mo Fan was amused by this guy. I thought I would meet a ghost who was a little more powerful, but I didn't expect it to be Wong Tai Sin who couldn't even climb out of the hole.

"Yes, yes, villains are shallow in cultivation, so naturally they can't be compared with adults." This weasel actually looks like a human fart.

"Do you know any other spells besides that little illusion just now? Let's take a look at two sets. Of course, Mo Fan didn't eat this set, and rummaged the weasel in his hand left and right to check it.

"Back to the adult, the villain still has a handful of housekeeping skills that have not been used." The weasel said respectfully.

"Your so-called housekeeping skills, shouldn't it be fart?" Mo Fan raised his eyebrows, "Then forget it, I'm not interested." ”

"Can the adult forgive the villain for his mistake this time and take the villain's life." The weasel asked cautiously.

Jumping out of the pit, Mo Fan shook his head, he was not interested in killing this Huang Daxian who was worth a few endless coins at most, so he casually threw this guy aside, then found the way he was back, and continued to rush towards Daoming Temple.

……

Unexpectedly, there were no other dangers on the road, and Daoming Temple fell into Mo Fan's eyes from afar.

Completely different from the feeling brought by the daytime, the temple at night, without a trace of light, stands alone in the glade, looking unusually lonely and desolate.

The original awe-inspiring plaque looks surprisingly dark under the cover of night, the dark red door is hidden, a gust of cold wind blows, raising a large number of fallen leaves on the stairs in front of the door, and a strange and eerie atmosphere arises spontaneously.