A dead tree was divided by He Xiaoliang and Ma Cheng, and soon cut down into sections and threw it to Leng Xiyan, who placed it neatly next to the bonfire.

Zimo, Hongyue, Leng Xiyan, Ma Cheng, He Xiaoliang, the five of them gathered around the fire, took out dry food, and barely coped with a dinner with the water of the stream.

Everyone didn't know if they were a little tired, or if they still had doubts and objections to the way they walked with Zimo in the wild area, so they compared and thought silently in their hearts. For a while, they were all silent.

Want Want's bonfires illuminate everyone and illuminate a radius of tens of meters.

The crackling sound of firewood crackling from the burning bonfire broke the silence of the night.

Everyone is looking forward to the battle of the first wild monster in the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain, but I hope that it can really come true, as Zimo expected, this is a necessary way for black crabs to enter the belly of the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain.

But

However, after such a long time, except for a few frogs all of a sudden, they jumped up.

The frog that jumped up screamed, looked at the red fire, and suddenly saw several people casting a vicious look.

The frog felt bad, as if a thick murderous aura had struck, so it croaked, croaked, reflexively jumped into the stream, and swam to the opposite bank.

The first to break the silence was He Xiaoliang: "Let's take turns to sleep, Zimo, don't be sad, this guess is basically not accurate, we actually expected it a long time ago, let's arrange a vigil"

Ma Cheng and Leng Xiyan, of course, don't believe in Zimo, they can really find black crabs here.

Then the team that entered the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain, the number of teams that are not countable, and the teams that often come and practice repeatedly also abound, with their experience, and they are more familiar with some terrain, is there not a team of people and horses to discover the mystery here.

We, we are newcomers, we are novices, we have never entered this Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain, and we have no experience in the terrain and the distribution of wild monsters, even if we run all over the mountain, we may not find it quickly, let alone surprisingly stationed here.

The story of waiting for the rabbit has long made countless people laugh, but what we are doing now is exactly the same as waiting for the rabbit.

Before you know it, everyone will become fools, and you will think about it in the future, or spread it ...... later.

Although everyone didn't believe that they could find black crabs here, there was still a glimmer of hope for Zimo's words then and now, and I hope Zimo's speculation is true.

But now, after such a long time, I haven't seen half a sea crab crawling over, not even a red crab.

The creek is still trickling day and night, it is dark, it is dawn, there are crabs, there are no crabs, it has nothing to do with itself, whoa, whoa, whoo, flows alone to the sea.

Brother didn't blame Zimo, we must have run away, if it wasn't for Zimo just now, maybe a few people have been killed as experience babies.

Leng Xiyan followed He Xiaoliang's words and said: "We have gained so much today, and we are very lucky to be able to run so many strong teams." Moreover, we also harvested a colorful shell, although it is the lowest among the treasures of the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain, and it is made for people to see, but we must also get the best of the shells, which is really good."

Hongyue also trusts Zimo, and the smart Hongyue also feels the atmosphere of disappointment, Zimo's brother may be defeated by the creek this time, but Hongyue still retains a glimmer of hope, so he got up and walked to the creek, opened his big eyes of black crystal water, and searched the water of the creek, in the grass by the stream, and near the stones.

Hongyue, who walked back and forth a few steps, finally picked up the stone and threw it into the water to see if it could startle a half black crab.

As a result, of course, he walked back to the campfire in disappointment and sat beside Zimo.

Zimo can also feel everyone's disappointment, and he also feels strange, is it really his own arrogance and wrong analysis, the habits of the beasts here are completely different from those he has mastered?

It is said that the time for the black crabs to be active has long passed, and the law that they start to go out when it is just dark is almost unchanged, but this time is about to enter midnight, and the black crabs have not seen any activity, and they have not seen the black crabs go to the belly of the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain at night, so their habits have changed greatly here, or those black crabs take other routes, routes that are difficult to be discovered.

While Zimo doubted himself, he also had a glimmer of hope.

There is also a glimmer of hope in Zimo's heart, that is, there are many people who have found a lot of black crabs in the upper reaches of this stream, which means that this creek is definitely or has definitely been one of the roads that black crabs must pass to enter the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain.

After the red moon checked in the stream to no avail, several people fell silent again, and sat quietly around the fire.

Zimo took a look, why is the morale so low, what's so low about this, isn't it just that it takes more time, maybe those black crabs enter the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain, not every day, maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow, but they definitely want to go, and taking the waterway is definitely the habit of those black crabs.

Zimo was speechless, he must have been half a black crab now, and he didn't see it, how he was explaining, it was also in vain.

However, Zimo feels that now is not the time to change places, he is looking for a second route that is in line with the black crab's action, whether it is in terms of time or information, it is too late, it is a big deal to fall asleep tonight and rest for a night, and go deep into the abdomen tomorrow.

Zimo then took out the flute, sat cross-legged, breathed and breathed, opened his mind, relaxed his body and mind, and began to suppress the tone and frustration, crisp and bright, long and soft alternately, and played a melodious condensation song of the breeze and moon on a cool summer night.

Hongyue suddenly saw Zimo take out the flute, and it played so well, she was very surprised, and wanted to talk to Brother Zimo, but she couldn't bear to interrupt Brother Zimo, who was concentrating on playing.

Brother Zimo can actually play the flute, Brother Zimo can still play such a good tune, Hongyue didn't expect it, she put her hands on her cheeks happily, and looked at Zimo with big black and bright eyes with affection.

Leng Xiyan, Ma Cheng, He Xiaoliang, I didn't expect Zimo to have such a hand.

In this Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain and Wild Area, in the quiet night, beside the bonfire, Zimo's song of Xiaoxia was cool and the moon was breezy and clear, which made the hearts of several brothers immediately fly high in the sky.

Qu Jingtong, Leng Xiyan, Ma Cheng, He Xiaoliangliang suddenly had a feeling of envy for Zimo, and gave birth to a kind of Zimo is a person with ability and a city government, and Jue is not just an experienced, but a martial artist.

He should be a person who can lead the army as a general, a person who stands alone, and it is an honor to follow Zimo and become friends with him.

The flute is lofty, long, and refreshing.

Hongyue and Leng Xiyan, Ma Cheng, He Xiaoliang and they soon fell into that melodious whisper, and their mood fluttered with the sound of the flute and flew in the night sky of this ancient tree.

At this time, a black crab the size of a basin appeared in the circle mountain surrounded by a small mound, and the black crab, with black eyes, looked curiously at the people around the bonfire, and looked at Zimo, as if he was also a loyal listener.

During the playing, Zai Zimo suddenly felt that in addition to the few friends around him listening to his flute, it seemed that there was someone listening to his own playing.

Zimo himself didn't know how he could have this feeling, this feeling was like his own rhythm echoing in all things in this Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain, and returning to his own divine consciousness, the feeling of trees having trees, the feeling of stones having stones, the feeling of flowers and plants, and the feeling of water having water.

Zimo clearly felt far, far away, or in the void, someone also heard his own flute.

In this seaside, in the dense forest, there will be no one who can come here at all, and even if someone comes, it should be a team, but .......

Zimo was suddenly shocked and popped out of the selfless situation.

Zimo suddenly retracted his flute, and when he instinctively looked at it, he found the huge black crab that was looking at him motionlessly.