In the end, Bing Ning still succeeded in feeding the inkpool water into the nightwall?? In his mouth, even though he had just drunk a little, the bowl was knocked over by a bat that rushed in.

In fact, the surprise that this bat brought to Bing Ning was far inferior to the black veil on Yejun's face, the black veil couldn't be pulled off or opened, but when Bing Ning put the mouth of the bowl close to his mouth again, he actually drank a little inkpool water through the black veil.

This lone bat that suddenly flew in belonged to the fish that slipped through the net of the Shadow Sacrifice, but Bing Ning quickly cut its throat, and it didn't take a long time without the cold moon, but it was not unfamiliar.

The poor black bat, splashed with blue blood, fell to the ground with a snap, and died next to Liang Yue.

The ghost-faced man was playful for a while, and faced the ugly face of the dead bat with Liang Yue, and when Liang Yue woke up, he would open his eyes and be a dead bat, which would definitely be scared half to death, so that he would take revenge for his evil words against himself along the way.

Nightshade?? Still unconscious, Bing Ning guessed that he drank too little ink pool water, so he picked up the big black bowl and went to the bucket to hold some more, unexpectedly, just a small spoonful, a few black bats broke in, the door of the small cabin had no latch and enchantment, and those bats rushed in together and knocked the small door to a click.

They don't attack the unconscious Nightshades?? and Liang Yue, instead rushed towards the ghost-faced man who was holding the ink pool water, and several bats grabbed Bing Ning's hand together, and Bing Ning's bowl and spoon fell to the ground together, and he hurriedly took Han Yue and slashed these black bats.

"Don't mess with me!"

She shouted, but where would those black bats listen, a few bats entangled her, she hacked two to death, and suddenly found that several more rushed in, and the small wooden door creaked and squeaked, and black bats kept breaking in, and all the bats pounced on Bing Ning!

As the bats gathered more and more, Bingning found that they almost filled the entire treehouse, they did no harm to themselves, but they were always entangled, Bingning didn't understand what these guys wanted to do, and after a while, her feet were full of blue blood-soaked black bat corpses, and after a while, she suddenly found that the barrel of inkpool water was empty.

At this moment, in the dark of the long grass next to the Thousand Hands Tree, the three people quietly looked at the black lion who was eating bats with relish on the treehouse platform, and they all slowly shook their heads.

"This stupid big black, he only cares about eating, and he doesn't care about the bats that break in, he is going to be scolded. The red-eyed girl said.

"What big black? People have a name, it's called the Shadow Sacrifice. The tall and thin young man retorted.

"Why do you keep pushing me? I'll just call him Da Hei, Xiao Hei is gone, can't I change to Da Hei?"

"Okay, you can do whatever you want!"

The two suddenly found that the young man in white beside them was silent, his eyes fixed on the tree house, and the girl couldn't help asking, "Go and say goodbye to her, time is running out." ”

"Wait. "I want to see where she chooses to go after these things......

"Please, my Royal Highness the Prince!" the girl seemed to be unable to stand it, "If you don't die, you won't die, if you are so entangled, sooner or later you will be killed by yourself!"

The boy pursed his lips and did not speak again.

However, when Bing Ning pushed open the wooden door and walked out, the ghost sacrifice had already swallowed the last dead bat, and the other black bats that were still alive had also flapped their wings and flew away.

"Ghost Sacrifice, why can't you even stop a few little bats? They have drunk all the water in the ink pool!" Bing Ning picked up one of the lion's round ears.

The black lion blinked with a pair of shiny round eyes, and his ears moved slightly, as if to say: I was wrong, I'm sorry, don't scold me or anything like that.

"Would you like to eat roasted bats?" Bingning asked the lion.

The head of the Ghost Priest shook rapidly.

Bing Ning picked up a few bats and jumped down from the wooden platform on the Thousand Hands Tree, and the Ghost Priest jumped down with her.

A few pieces of wood, a few stones, and a makeshift grill were quickly erected.

Smoke curls up, and the aroma of meat overflows.

Bingning sat on the side of the grill, using two thin branches as chopsticks, and with a little force, the "chopsticks" tore a piece of bat meat that had been roasted to the outside and tender inside, and Bingning stuffed it into his mouth.

"It tastes weird. She said, but she still swallowed it reluctantly, and then she used the "chopsticks" to cut out a large piece of meat and sent it to the mouth of the priest, and the black lion turned his head directly.

"You dislike my craft?" Bing Ning sneered.

Ignoring it, he lazily leaned down and slowly closed his eyes.

Bingning put down the "chopsticks" after only a few bites, she blew out the flames, slowly leaned on the body of the priest, and closed her eyes, tossing all night, she was also sleepy.

"Do you know...... she closed her eyes and muttered, "Roasted bats are far less delicious than roasted wild boars, and once upon a time, I roasted a little wild boar in a place called Snow Mist Ice Plain in the mortal world......"

The breeze blew, and a figure seemed to move in the grass not far away, but she was about to fall asleep in a daze, and saw nothing, heard nothing.

The light of day in the Shadow Forest is so short.

Bing Ning didn't know how long she had been asleep, but no matter how long it was, this awakening shouldn't be so dim.

She remembered that she had fallen asleep in the morning, but now, how could it be night? The moon in the treetops and the stars in the sky were all heralding the coming of night.

Maybe I've slept too long, or maybe it's just the Shadow Forest, and it's just a random day and night?

As she thought, she suddenly heard a dark, slightly hoarse voice that seemed to call her, it was a young man's voice, a little weak, a little ...... Familiar.

The voice came from the treehouse on the platform of the Thousand Hands Tree, could it be the Night King?

Wait, what about the Ghost Sacrifice? Where did the Ghost Sacrifice go?

Bing Ning climbed up and looked around, "Ghost Sacrifice!" she cried.

"Little rock. The people on the platform shouted.

Bing Ning looked up, because it was too dark for her to see who the hazy shadow on the high platform was, she flew up.

"What are you doing here?" she asked the black lion standing on the platform.

The Priest looked at her, arching her arms with his head, and then walked to the back of the treehouse, Bing Ning following closely.

"Little rock. ”

The voice came from the back of the house again.

"I'm here, are you Yejun?"

"It's me, Xiaoshi, come and help me......"

"I'm coming!"

Bing Ning followed the sacrifice to the back of the treehouse, a narrow corridor between the treehouse and the branches of the tree, surrounded by the "five-fingered" branches of the thousand-handed tree that were irregularly intertwined, covered with sharp five-fingered "black leaves", but how could there be half a figure?

"Night-king?"

"I'm here ......," the man's voice grew weaker.

"I can't see you, Night-King. Bing Ning's voice was a little nervous, she looked at the Shadow Sacrifice, the seven-eared black lion's suspicious ears were fanning, but why was his fear ears also moving?

The priest is afraid.

"You're afraid, he's your Night King. ”

The ghost priest walked silently in one direction, afraid of the ears, and fanned faster and faster.

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