Nalan Xingtian resisted the tired feeling of this body, and he opened his eyes.

He supported the pillar with both hands and slowly climbed up from the ground.

My body felt like it was infused with lead, so heavy that I didn't want to move, like I had a good night's sleep.

He lifted his spirits and tried to move forward.

This is a very dark forest, the ancient trees are intertwined, the branches and leaves cover the sky and the sun, and the quiet forest is dead and quiet, without the slightest sound.

Not far ahead, a sign was erected with vague handwriting.

Nalan Xingtian propped up his body, and when he got to the sign, he saw the big red characters on it-

This is the cursed land, which is full of swamps, poisonous gases, and demonic beasts are rampant, and it is forbidden to enter.

Cincinnati Dynasty

The first year of the dusty Gregorian calendar

"The Cursed Land?" Nalan muttered, "This is the Cursed Land, the legendary Forest of Walmart. ”

He could not have imagined that the cursed land, which only appeared in the stories of the bards, would now appear before his eyes.

He thought about the horror of the cursed land that Thomas had said before, and wanted to retreat, but behind him was the army of the gold mine guards, and retreating would definitely be a dead end.

Nalan Xingtian leaned weakly against the tree, he watched blankly as a spider on the branch was busy catching the web, the spider spit silk around the branch in a circle, and soon formed a large web, and then the spider retreated to the side of the spider web, quietly hiding himself.

At this moment, a moth flew over, and it slammed into the cobweb, and the flexible cobwebs stuck to it so tightly that it could no longer flap its wings and fly.

It struggled painfully and violently, but it couldn't break away from the web, and the spider on the side of the web slowly crawled over, ready to enjoy the hearty food.

Nalan Xingtian looked at the moth struggling in the cobwebs, and he felt a pang of pain and helplessness. He even felt that the moth that was bound and was about to become food in the spider's mouth was like himself, and that he was in much better condition than the moth at the moment.

Maybe it was out of pity, maybe it was out of sympathy, maybe it was some deep emotion that touched his complex and confused thoughts, Nalan Xingtian stretched out his hand, broke the cobweb, and saved the moth from its misery.

With the help of Nalan Xingtian, the moth broke free from the cobweb, and it fluttered its wings and flew out of Nalan Xingtian's palm, heading towards the darker forests of the Cursed Lands, and quickly disappeared without a trace.

He saved the moth, but who will save him? Nalan Xingtian looked at the quiet forest around him, and he knew that in this seemingly calm environment, he didn't know how many dangers lurked.

Nalan Xingtian was holding on to the tree, he was even more confused now, he didn't know what he should do.

You can't go back later, and the chasing soldiers are still searching for fugitives, and the Land of the Cursed seems to be a forbidden place.

Nalan Xingtian gradually developed a feeling, he felt that he was being peeped at by a gaze that belonged to the scorching, the hungry, and the wild, and was quietly peeking at him from a certain direction in this dark forest.

Nalan Xingtian began to feel a kind of fear, a fear of the mysterious and unknown, a fear of the uneasy emotions in his heart.

There was a low howl in the forest, and a figure walked out of the forest and slowly walked to Nalan Xingtian.

Nalan Xingtian saw the figure in front of him clearly, it was a wolf, to be precise, a wolf with three heads, its limbs were strong and slender, its claws were sharp and flashing with fear of light, and the three heads on its neck looked at Nalan Xingtian together, the three pairs of scarlet eyes, burning, hungry and thirsty, full of wildness.

Nalan Xingtian felt that his palms were overflowing with sweat, and he stared at the wolf in front of him, not daring to move in the slightest.

A man and a wolf confronted each other in this dead forest.

After a few moments, the wolf seemed to be unable to hold back, and it let out a low growl, a nimble leap, and threw Nalan Xingtian to the ground.

Nalan Xingtian was thrown to the ground by the wolf, he could clearly see the three heads of the wolf, he could feel the heavy snort spurting from the three heads of the wolf, he could feel it, holding down the front paws of his shoulders, the sharp claws had pierced deeply into his body, and the huge force made his body unable to move.

One of the heads opened its mouth wide, revealing Bai Sensen's teeth, and then bit down towards Nalan Xingtian's neck.

Xiaohu, Wright, Yilu, Bard, Qin Youyou and others appeared in front of him one by one, perhaps, I can only see you again in the next life.

Nalan closed his eyes in despair.

The wolf that was lying on Nalan Xingtian's body was suddenly slapped away by an invisible force. Stumbled into a tree trunk not far away.

Nalan Xingtian felt a lightness on his body, he opened his eyes, and saw the wolf lying not far away, who saved him?

Nalan Xingtian stood up and looked around, but did not find a single figure.

The wolf stood up again, three heads, and three pairs of scarlet eyes looked at Nalan Xingtian, but he was afraid and didn't dare to pounce on it easily.

The whole forest was calm again, the sky was dark, and some flickering, floating phosphorescence could be seen in the forest, making this originally dark forest even more terrifying.

Nalan Xingtian was very strange, why the wolf not far away still hadn't moved at the moment.

The wolf lay down silently, and the ears of the three heads were pricked up, as if listening for something. Three pairs of scarlet eyes glanced around uneasily.

For a moment, the wolf looked in the direction of Nalan Xingtian, and it stood up and let out a low growl, its scarlet eyes flickering. It slowly retreated a few more steps, then turned and ran in the darker direction of the forest, quickly disappearing.

Nalan Xingtian felt strange, and he was puzzled by the wolf's strange behavior.

Nalan Xingtian turned around, and he saw a tall figure walking towards him, and the forest was dark. I couldn't see the person's appearance clearly, but I could see a faint outline, and the whole person looked like a dark shadow.

Nalan Xingtian felt a kind of breath, which was a kind of vicissitudes that seemed to have gone through thousands of calamities and watched thousands of vicissitudes. That kind of sadness that breaks through the red dust and penetrates the heart through the reincarnation of the tenth life.

An indescribable sorrow rose in Nalan Xingtian's heart, fame, waiting, interests, persistence, and pursuit, but in the end it was just a dry bone and a lonely grave.

The figure gradually approached, standing still in front of Nalan Xingtian. The figure held a knife in his hand, as thin as a cicada's wings, and the brilliance on it flowed like water, meandering through the blade, refracting a faint phosphorescence. Nalan Xingtian felt that he was looking at him with a sharp and melancholy gaze.

Nalan Xingtian felt that his hands and feet were trembling slightly in disobedience, and Nalan Xingtian understood why the wolf ran away in such a hurry.

Nalan Xingtian barely calmed his emotions and looked at the figure, but what he saw was still dim, and he felt that the man in front of him seemed to be a supreme existence.

In the ancient and secluded forest, only the rustle of leaves in the breeze is heard.