Where did the warbler go?

Where the black water column washed, the trees and rocks were shattered, and the vast black forest, it was not easy to find a petite girl in the midst of such lush vegetation and a large area of wolf debris.

Bing Ning in mid-air looked at the ink pool again, the pool water had not yet bottomed, and the blue-blooded black bat finally fell into the pool, the pool water submerged one-third of his body, the black gas around his body was rolling, Bing Ning thought that he was dead, and it would not be long before even this huge body would gradually dissipate.

Bing Ning thought to herself, no matter what, Yejun helped him, and the red lotus was done by him, at this time, he should always help him, so the ghost-faced girl jumped into the pool, picked up the bucket, filled it with inkpool water, and then prepared to send it to the "Thousand Hands Tree".

A large bucket of inkpool water was heavier than Bingning imagined, she carried the bucket, staggered back to the edge of the pool, the priest was waiting there, she carried such a heavy bucket, she could hardly climb the lion's back, and then she put the bucket on the ground, she stepped on the lion's back first, let the priest carry the bucket with his mouth, and flew towards the "Thousand Hands Tree".

The Ghost Priest didn't fly fast, presumably because of the weight of the inkpool water, and when they returned to the treehouse, it was about to dawn.

The Senju tree stood there quietly, and so did the treehouse, but, how could it be so quiet?

It was empty, and Bing Ning flew up to the platform to open the door, and the tree house was empty, not even the only small wooden bed.

What about them? What about the Witch Lady?

Bing Ning placed the bucket full of inkpool water in a corner of the tree house, and then jumped off the ground on the ghost sacrifice, and then went around and around, calling the witch witch girl, until the sky was bright, and there was no response.

In the early morning, Bingning and the Shadow Sacrifice returned to the Thousand Hands Tree, but there was still no one to be seen, but she seemed to hear movement in the tree house, so she flew up to the platform on the Shadow Sacrifice again, and then pushed open the door.

The scene in the tree house in front of him startled Bing Ning, on the small wooden bed, there was still a helpless night man lying with his eyes closed, and on the ground next to his bed, there was actually a man in black lying on his stomach, silently not knowing whether he was alive or dead, Bing Ning hurriedly jumped off the lion's back and rushed to the man on the ground.

Bing Ning squatted down and turned this person to see his face, it was Liang Yue.

"Cool Moon! Wake up!"

She reached under Liangyue's hooked nose, her breath was well-proportioned, she was obviously alive, and her injuries were not serious, she would probably wake up soon.

"Shadow Sacrifice!

When the black lion heard the call, he hurriedly ran over to the other side of the cot.

"You must protect the Lord of the Night! I'll go out and take a look!"

The Ghost Priest nodded.

Bing Ning rushed to the outside of the tree house, standing on the wooden platform in front of the door, his mind was in chaos, who was the one who came to raid?

Bing Ning felt that there must be a lot of enemies, otherwise how could a dozen demon servants and witches be gone? They must have fought with the enemy elsewhere, there must be an enemy attacking the tree house, Liang Yue could only flee with the Night Monarch, and eighty percent of them could not defeat the other party afterwards, and fled back.

Who could it be? Yan Yi chasing the soldiers? Bing Ning shuddered in his heart, but he felt that it was unlikely, if Yan Lie's men had been tracking, how could they not attack until now? This place was already the Shadow Forest, the hinterland of the Dark City, should the Yan Yi Demon Soldiers act like this.

She was guessing blindly, when she suddenly saw a black thing in the woods not far away, fluttering towards the Thousand Hands Tree where she was, and there was a noisy scream from the pitch-black thing, and Bing Ning reacted when she landed, it was a group of blue-blooded black bats she had seen by the inkpool last night! But when she saw the dense number of bats, she found that although they were numerous and violent, each one was the same size as ordinary bats in the mortal world, far less terrifying than the giant black bats she saw last night.

"Shadow Sacrifice!" Ice Ning cried, and the black lion broke through the door almost at the same time.

Bing Ning and Yu Sacrifice stood on the platform, looking at the group of black bats that were rushing towards them, their nerves tense, and the big cat's four meat pads had their long sharp claws stretched out.

Ice condensation sacrificed the cold moon.

The plush head of the ghost sacrifice was slightly tilted over and touched Bing Ning's arm, Bing Ning looked at the big cat, the two round eyes were looking at him in confusion, there seemed to be a trace of coquettish dissatisfaction, his suspicious ears fanned slightly, as if he had been asking why.

"What do you mean, we can't run away, the Lord of the Night helped me, he raised you, we can't watch him be eaten by this bunch of things!"

The ghost priest seemed to be even more incomprehensible, and hit the cold moon in Bing Ning's hand with his head again.

"Oh, it's okay, there's no outsider now, I'm used to this. ”

The big cat's eyes still didn't seem very satisfied.

"Here you go, eat, I'll ask you when I need it, and the ghost sacrifice is obedient!"

Bing Ning said as he took out the demon slaying pestle, stuffed it into the black lion's mouth, and swallowed it obediently.

A swarm of black bats surrounded the Thousand Hands Tree, numbering in the hundreds, their blood-red eyes staring at the treehouse diagonally below, as well as the ghost-faced man and the seven-eared black lion on the platform. They didn't attack immediately, but kept a few feet away from the treehouse, flapping their black wings and flying sideways around the strange formation like crabs, and the Thousand Hands Tree looked like a big black hat with a roar of movement when viewed from a distance.

"Why are they staring at us?"

Bing Ning didn't know if she was talking to herself or asking about the Ghost Sacrifice, she was a little afraid of the posture of these bats in her heart, but she felt that the words she said would feel better, of course, the Ghost Sacrifice didn't know, and even if she knew, she couldn't answer her.

"Won't they be blind at all? Mortal bats are blind. Bingning's sentence was proper nonsense, because she was already staring directly at the blood-red eyes of one of the bats.

In fact, she made sounds when she spoke, even if they couldn't see them, they should have heard them, but they flew, turned, and screamed, but they didn't attack her.

Bing Ning thought to himself: Are they afraid of me and the Ghost Sacrifice?

So, her heart moved, and she said to the Ghost Sacrifice: "The Ghost Sacrifice, you are here to scare them, don't let any of them fly into the tree house!"

She saw the cute big cat nod its head, and then turned and went into the treehouse.

Mu Yao said that he wanted to use a big black bowl.

Bing Ning's luck is good, on a wooden shelf at the head of the small wooden bed, there is actually a big black bowl, Bing Ning thought that this must have been put by the witch lady before, she hurriedly poured the ink pool water in the bucket into the black bowl, and then held the bowl with one hand, and gently lifted the back of Yejun's neck with one hand, wanting to feed the ink pool water into his mouth.

She suddenly found that Yejun's veil was very in the way, so she hurriedly put down the bowl and pulled his veil, which was really strange, and she couldn't pull it off!