The rain stopped completely. Ding Ding's clothes were smelly and torn, and the smell was worse than the smell of the pigsty at home. There were no flies in this place, and if there were, he guess it would be very popular. The sky was still gray, and he sat up from the ground and looked at the bow in his hand.

He never thought that the word "hero" was so close to him. Judging from the battle just now, he unconsciously has walked on the road to becoming a hero. The divine bow in his hand was even more powerful than he imagined. It's just that he can't play it now. The fire that shot out, lit, the water could not be extinguished, otherwise the strange bird would not have been burned so quickly.

There were a few strange screams in the distance in the sky, clearly rushing towards this side. The cry of the strange bird when it was burned just now had successfully attracted the demon soldiers. He had to get out of here.

After a short rest, he went back into the forest. Only with the help of this boundless forest can he hide from the world and avoid the monsters who are chasing after him.

Ding Ding went back the way he came. He didn't get lost, thanks to the strange bird, its heavy body left an indelible mark on the forest. Ding Ding has suffered a few losses, and now he has an extra heart. The signs of fighting here are so obvious that if a monster comes after them, they will surely find themselves. It's better to plan and leave more clues, so that they can take more detours, so that they can have time to find a good hiding place.

When he was done, a long time passed. In this world, the sun has lost its color, the sky is always gray, and he has no idea if it is day or night. His nerves tightened, and he held on to keep his eyelids from closing, or he might fall asleep even walking.

He paused and listened intently. I didn't notice the strange scream just now, so I was relieved to walk in the direction of the valley.

A black palace deep in the clouds. The Dark Lord, dressed in a black robe with only two eyes exposed, leaned back against the wide throne and held the gem-encrusted handle, almost grabbing the gem off it. He looked coldly at the tengu who was kneeling on the ground, and did not speak, but the air around him suddenly became cold and biting, and the ground began to freeze, and the tengu's feet were frozen and he could not move.

"What did you just say? Dead by fire? Or was he killed by a human child? ”

The tengu voice below was painful, but still responded respectfully. Only the Dark Lord could understand what it was saying, and humans didn't know what it was talking about. This tengu was different from the one that was bitten and killed, it was smaller, but the fangs on its mouth were longer than the other. Its name is Thunder, and it is a tengu that can thunder.

Under the command of the Dark Lord, the four major demon soldiers, wind, fire, thunder, and lightning, are the supreme commanders of many demon soldiers. Usually one appearance is enough to make people frightened. The Dark Lord sent out this time was Fire, which was his most trusted subordinate, but he never expected that it would miss. It doesn't matter if you miss, you will be killed. The anger in his heart can be imagined.

At this moment, even the air in the hall was about to freeze, and no one dared to approach here. Ray obediently accepted the punishment, and only in this way could it be possible to save his life. The Dark Lord never accepts any failure, and those who fail have only a dead end.

"Good, good! Go and check it out for me, find out the origin of the human being, if you can't find it, then you don't have to come back! ”

With a wave of his hand, the ice melted. Although the air was cold, there was no biting ice, and Lei's body could finally move. Its legs trembled and it could barely stand up. Fortunately, his hind legs were strong enough, and he slowly withdrew from the main hall with patience. Outside the hall, the other two tengu guarding the gate did not squint and did not dare to look at it more. The thunder shook off the water droplets on his body, and his wings flicked up, straight into the sky, blending into the thick fog.

At the bottom of the palace, in cages large and small, all of them were imprisoned humans. Men and women, young and old, were held separately according to age, gender, tallness, fat and thinness. Today, a couple of seven or eight-year-olds were taken from here and never returned. All the people, knowing it, have become tribute, tooth sacrifices.

Death is not scary. The scary thing is that the hearts of the people here have become completely numb. They have become emotionless animals, and in the face of the departure of their kind, they choose to remain silent, no one resists, and everything is taken for granted. People are alive, but their hearts are dead.

The small window in the cell, the wind howling. It's filled with a disgusting smell. I don't know what year it is, and I don't know how long they can live at this time. Anyway, sooner or later, it will be death, and it is not a good thing to be liberated.

The people here have long lost the desire to survive. They have been looking forward to it here for so long, begging for so long, and what they have obtained is that the number of people is decreasing day by day, and their already fragile hearts can no longer withstand any movement.

Many people chose to cut themselves off, and were thrown down directly from here, and their bones were gone. Maybe they haven't left here at all, and there may be some hungry monsters below, just waiting for them to be thrown from here, and they can be stuffed between their teeth to quench their hunger and thirst.

People have become the cheapest thing here, and they are useless except for being food for the demon king.

The people here are in complete despair. Dangdang led everyone to find hope. They waded through caves and over mountain trails until they reached the deepest part of the valley.

Looking up in the valley, you can only see a line, and at the intersection of the two mountains, there is only a gap to see the sky. Because of this, those high-flying monsters will not find this place so easily.

Luckily, there are small caves of different sizes and jagged in the walls of this valley. In this way, people can take shelter in caves.

And it's a low-lying place, surrounded by rattan sticks, and water dripping from them. The mountain walls are covered with unknown small trees, and the trees also bear fruit, which is bright red and coveted. If you look closely, you can see that there are small black mushrooms growing around. Just seeing these has made Dangdang excited.

Settle the people first, let the elderly, children and women rest first, and then gather the young men to gather water, find fruit, pick mushrooms, and try their best to solve the problem of food and clothing.

When everything was arranged, she couldn't help but worry. It's been so long, and he hasn't found this place yet, will there be any accidents? She couldn't sit still, and walked back and forth at the entrance of the cave several times. After all, I couldn't rest assured and wanted to go out to find him.

Seeing that she wanted to go out, Buckla stopped her. She knew better than anyone what was going on outside, so how could she let her go out on an adventure? Everyone here is counting on her.

"I can't leave him alone outside. I'm going to find him. ”

"No, I won't allow it! You look at everyone, who else can they count on now but you? ”

Old and young, everyone raised their heads, their bright eyes, looking at her, some people had tears in their eyes, in their eyes, there were pleading, there was sadness, there was coldness. She stopped. His feet were like a thousand pounds, and he couldn't move.

"Don't worry. I'll go out and have a look, I'll bring him over. ”

The little flying pig Blue flapped its wings a few times, its wings were almost dry, and the rain outside had stopped, and nothing could stop it. It's been to this place once, and the terrain is familiar, so it's a good idea.