The primeval mountains that are full of the breath of the desolation stretch and undulate, the ancient forests stand straight to the sky, the ancient beasts infested the mountains tremble, the roar shakes the sky, and the fierce birds hide the sky and the sun, as if the end of the world is coming.

Here, there are crises everywhere, and here, the survival law of the jungle is vividly displayed. This place is called Tianqi, and it is a primeval mountain range that stretches for an unknown amount in the ancient mixed source continent.

On the edge of the mountains, a small village sits in a col, and at night the sky is full of stars and half of the full moon is hidden among the dark clouds. Half of it shone the moonlight on the earth.

Fireflies on the ground danced lightly among the grass, drawing beautiful rays of light in the pale white night. The crickets chirp softly in the grass, and the frogs in the mud pond play a serene song of the night.

In such a nocturne, there are no patrolling guards in the village. The rest of the people have basically fallen asleep.

In a small dark room, a thirteen-year-old boy could not sleep, he tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Because an inexplicable palpitation and uneasiness always haunted him.

This village is called Zhao Village, and the boy's name is Xingyi, and he is a martyr who has fallen here. For some special reasons, he left his native place to drift away.

He was seriously injured in an accident and almost died, but fortunately he was found by a person named Zhao Ming here, and only then did he pick up a life.

The darkness completely enveloped the room, without a single light, and the black curtain was like a boulder, overwhelming Xingyi. He was depressed, bored, and restless.

I opened my eyes and looked at the darkness of nowhere, trying my best to suppress the negative emotions in my heart. It turned out to be the opposite, the more it was suppressed, the higher it became, and it turned over several times, hoping that the mood would improve if he changed his position. But it turned out that everything was in vain.

Just when Xing Yi was so anxious that he wanted to vent, he suddenly came back to his senses and suddenly found that the originally lively and beautiful nocturne outside the house disappeared at some moment. Quiet, a chilling silence emerges from the bottom of your heart.

Outside, dark clouds completely obscured the full moon. It was pitch black, and the fireflies that had been dancing in the grass had long since disappeared. The originally cheerful nocturne has fallen silent for some time.

Dull and depressing, pervasive in the hearts of everyone who is awake at this time. The guards on duty tonight were vigilantly watching everything around them.

"Woo~" "Mou~", slowly, the desolate beasts that had been specially trained to guard the village also became restless, and they let out a low roar.

It was a whimper of deep fear and insecurity. The guards managed to calm down the restless beast.

A tall, thin, horse-faced man in the crowd said to a stout middle-aged man, "Zhao Wu, something is wrong tonight, do you want to inform the patriarch."

The man named Zhao Wu groaned for a while, and raised his thick eyebrows, "Everything has to be handled by the patriarch, what do you want us to do", and he said loudly to the people around him, "Everyone strengthen their vigilance and pay attention to everywhere." If there is any abnormality, report it immediately",

After saying that, the people around them answered with a ragged "yes", and then dispersed.

"Hey, it's destined to be sleepless."

"Don't be lazy tonight, you always feel that something is wrong"

"Coward, that night wasn't like this."

The scattered crowd was interrupted by the sound of such conversations.

After they all left, Zhao Wu frowned and said to himself, "Hopefully, it's just a powerful beast passing through here."

Xing Yi heard the movement outside, and felt more and more that he was right. He got up and lit an oil lamp, a flame the size of a broad bean flickering softly, looking like it would go out at any moment.

The faint light should show Xingyi's delicate and immature face, due to the lack of cultivation has not yet met the requirements of transformation, at this time he still retains the most obvious characteristics of the spirit people, with two pointed ears, and a slender tail behind him,

However, the spirit race is naturally very close to the "human" form, except for these two points, it is almost no different from the "human".

With the help of the faint light, Xing Yi saw Zhao Ming sleeping next to him, and his sleeping posture took up more than half of the already small bed. Looking at Zhao Ming, whose mouth was moving in rhythm,

Xing Yi's lips opened slightly. I wanted to ask him to get up and go outside to have a look, but after thinking about it carefully, I forgot it.

Speaking of which, it was Zhao Ming who found the seriously injured and dying Xing Yi in time, and Xing Yi picked up a life, but Xing Yi didn't like this Zhao Ming from the bottom of his heart.

Because Zhao Youxin has too many eyes and is too bad, and they are all used to calculate and bully others and be greedy for cheapness. Everything is about yourself. So Xing Yi and him don't get along very well.

The reason why Xing Yi is still here is that he has a trace of constant fetters in his heart, but the object is not Zhao Ming, but Zhao Ming's grandfather Zhao Kang, who used his old and frail body to carry the seriously injured Xing Yi home, and pulled Xing Yi back from the ghost gate with his superb medical skills.

When I went out, it was pitch black. The night was as if it had been stained with thick ink. Everything has lost its original color. Slowly, as the eyes adjusted to the darkness outside, everything around them showed a vague outline in the faint starlight.

As soon as he stepped out of the door, a fresh and cool air hit, and Xing Yi breathed greedily. Cool breath from the nose to the lungs. Let Xingyi's spirit be shocked.

The night should have been wonderful, with stars in the sky and fireflies flying on the ground. Nocturne is beautiful. It makes people's hearts ripple, but it's a pity that tonight is destined not to enjoy these,

On weekdays, I like to "create" on pitch-black scrolls, and fireflies are missing. The musicians who like to show off their voices are silent, and even the stars in the sky seem to have become shy, hiding among the dark clouds tonight.

Xing Yi walked aimlessly on the road that was trampled to the point of no growth. Let the cold wind hit your face. He didn't know where to look for the source of his anxiety.

Xing Yi just closed his eyes and walked on this path that he was both familiar and unfamiliar with, speaking of which, Xing Yi had been living in Zhao Village for a while, but he always felt that he couldn't fit in.

Some of the people in the village have bad intentions towards him, some look at him coldly, some exclude and dislike him, and of course, there are also friendly to Xingyi, but there are very few people like that.

It is said that the reason why people are like this is because the people of the village saved a foreigner in the past, and as a result, the foreigner colluded with the foreigner and brought disaster to the village, so the vast majority of the people in the village hated Xingyi as a foreigner.

Just as Xing Yi's thoughts were flying, there was a sudden rustling sound behind Xing Yi, at first Xing Yi only thought it was the sound of the wind blowing grass, but then he realized that something was wrong. Something was coming towards him. Xing Yi's body was like an electric shock.

As the sound became louder and louder, Xing Yi's heart beat faster and faster, and he felt like he was about to jump to his throat.

He thought quickly as he watched behind him. "Although some people in the clan have bad intentions towards me, but because of the old patriarch and Uncle Zhao Wu, they will not attack me, it can only be an invader.

The desolate beasts are still from other villages, if they are desolate beasts, the number will not be too much, otherwise they will be discovered long ago with their spiritual intelligence, and if they are from other villages, it will be troublesome, and it must be a conspiracy that has been planned for a long time." Thinking of this, Xing Yi's pupils shrank.

Xing Yi felt that the thing was only four or five meters away from him, which was a very dangerous distance. With the cultivation of quenching the body above the five heavens, one dodge can reach Xingyi's side.

Xing Yi's mind was highly concentrated, and at this time, the slight rustling sound behind him suddenly disappeared. All that was left was the sound of his breathing and heartbeat.

Xing Yi'er stood up to pay attention to the movements everywhere, and suddenly felt the air behind him swing. Something reached his back in an instant, and at this critical moment,

Xing Yi took his left foot as the axis, and as soon as his body turned around and kicked, a kick was in the middle of the head of the unknown creature that pounced on him.

This can be said to be a collection of spirit and spirit in one kick, the power can be imagined, broken gold and iron are not a problem. With a click, the unknown creature had time to let out a terrible scream, arc through the air, and slam to the ground. Life and death unknown