After thinking about it, there is only one way to go at the moment, that is, according to Fu Mang and Tianyin, from here, go northeast, go around the high mountains, and then go straight to the north, to try your luck in the territory of the Blood Jade Tiger. According to the two skeletons, the Blood Jade Tiger had a strange temperament but was not ferocious, and might be able to pass safely. However, the Blood Jade Tiger is only in the realm of the Demon King, and the three-faced owl once said that the Honghuang Demon Sect that guards the road needs to be agreed to leave the Demon Night Forest, so the road from then may be much more dangerous.

Although the two skeletons had previously pitted him in the nest of the Horned Vulture, they were also a last resort to escape, although they were a little hidden, but their description of the Horned Vulture was at least true, so the Blood Jade Tiger was also very likely to match their introduction.

In fact, there is no other way now, although the three-faced owls like to talk, but they are very cautious about the secrets of the Demon Night Forest, and from their mouths, they do not know a lot of relevant information.

"I can't really let that old spider suck the blood of fifty years and beg it to be kind enough to send me away. He sighed helplessly.

"According to the three-faced owl, the demon here seems to be sleeping most of the time, and if he is lucky, he may leave quietly without waking up the Honghuang Demon Sect. After all, the Flood Desolation Demon Sect where the rift valley was located before had never stopped him, in fact, he also understood that the chance of quietly leaving was very small, and if he could leave like this, the Demon Night Forest would not be a taboo in the mouth of the human race. As for why the Demon Sect in the rift valley let him go, it may be that his duty is not to guard the road, after all, that place is deep in the Demon Night Forest, far from the border.

Now, there is no choice but to move forward and try to break out of the Demon Night Forest. Ever since he learned something from the Three-Faced Owl about what happened three years ago, the idea of leaving the Demon Night Forest has become even stronger.

"If I can leave the Demon Night Forest, I must rush back to the soul as soon as possible, and when I see my father, all the mysteries of three years ago may be solved. If, if the soul department really underwent a drastic change, then, then I ......" Xiao Li couldn't help but frown, what happened three years ago might be much more serious than all his previous speculations, which actually involved several human race powers and the Flood Desolation Demon Sect. The more characters involved, the more serious the consequences will be, and he is faintly worried that the events of the year may be so serious that no one can tell him the truth.

He began to speculate that no matter what happened three years ago, it was likely that those things were not aimed at him, but might have been aimed at his father and the soul department. It was precisely because of this conjecture that he was even more worried.

"Then I have to find clues to the man with the word 'king' engraved on the top of my head, figure everything out, and settle my grievances. Standing on the clenched teeth, slowly loosened, couldn't help sighing, and said in a deep voice, "I only want to let me suffer this calamity alone, and everything is fine for you." ”

The ball lay on all fours on the black boulder, panting heavily. Babbling squatted aside, grinning, and poking her hand at Qiuqiu's belly from time to time. In the eerie Demon Night Forest, this scene is very warm.

The lonely eyes slowly became blurred, a smile was squeezed out of the mouth, but the expression was very melancholy, gradually, a graceful figure appeared in front of him, wearing red and white elegant clothes, waist-length long black hair braided into a twisted shape, pure and lovely cheeks, eyes clear like the autumn water.

This is what Qing Xu looks like, she hasn't seen her for three years, all her outfits are deeply imprinted in her mind, maybe even if she loses more memories, her appearance will be as clear as when they met.

Xiao Li still remembers that under the sunset three years ago, Qing Xu smiled faintly at him, revealing white teeth like milk, and his crisp voice was like water like a song, "My mother once said that if a boy holds my hand, it will rain, but I don't believe it, you come and try it." ”

On that day, under the sunset, beside the river, Xiao Li took Qing Xu's hand for the first time, and the intimate touch at that time seemed to be still in his heart.

No matter when, where, or under any difficult environment, you should not give up, because there will always be some bright memories that make you believe that one day in the future, life will still be full of sunshine.

Holding Qing Xu's hand, the two walked on the path by the river, the sweetness in their hearts could not be expressed in words, half an hour later, just when the two were about to separate, the sky was really thundering, and the rain was pouring down. Now that I think about it, the rain did come a little suddenly, and I don't know what God was playing with them.

When he was in the soul department, he was cheerful and free, and he didn't follow the rules in the world, but when he first met Qing Xu, every time he was by her side, he would change his temperament and become well-behaved and subtle, so even the first time he held hands was proposed by Qing Xu.

Now that I think about it, I can't help but wonder. It was that time when they held hands, the relationship between the two became clear and tacit, although there was no alliance, but they both regarded each other as the most important person, and they would never abandon each other.

At this moment, a faint green mist suddenly rose in the woodland, interrupting his lonely thoughts, and he sat up sharply, frowning. "Obviously I escaped the strange fog, how could it be here?", although he didn't know why the fog suddenly rose, he felt very uneasy in his heart, and immediately picked up the babbling and Qiuqiu and left quickly.

The fog came extremely fiercely, and after a few breaths, the sight was less than a foot, and before he could run a few steps alone, he could not see his fingers in the thick fog.

"Babbling, babbling"

"Hmph"

"Let's chirp"

There was no sound in the fog except for the babbling and the humming of the balls, and the sound of feet on the sticky ground.

Although the mist is a secluded green, it doesn't smell weird, but being in it makes people feel difficult to breathe and feel depressed. And because I can't see things, even if I know that there are many crises in the surrounding environment, I can't detect it, which makes people feel even more terrifying.

Standing alone motioned for the babbling and ball not to make a sound, while holding his breath as much as he could, and proceeding cautiously in the northeast direction with feeling.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, the fog showed no sign of dissipating, and I don't know how far I walked and where I went.

Thinking of this, he stopped his steps, cheered up, and listened carefully to the sounds around him. At this moment, Qiuqiu had regained his strength, and he motioned for him to inhale slowly so that he could get ready.

"Rustle~"

Suddenly, there was a small but tight and rapid sound all around, and when I heard it, I couldn't help but stand upside down.

To the north of the Demon Night Forest, thousands of miles away, there is a steep and towering mountain.

The open space of nearly ten zhang square on the top of the mountain is surrounded by cliffs, and on the clearing, there is a palace built of huge stones, mysterious and simple, built on the cliff, and it seems extremely precipitous.

In the palace, except for a few stone pillars and stone seats on top of the stone platform, there is no other decoration, and it looks very empty.

A middle-aged man with a majestic figure, dressed in a gray-white satin cloak and a crown on his head, stood in front of the stone seat, with his back to the temple door, unable to see clearly.

A white eagle with wings spread and flying high hovered above the palace, and one swooped down and landed on the top of the palace, stopping for a moment.

The middle-aged man in the palace seemed to be aware of it, and slowly raised his head, his eyes were deep and sharp, and he looked in the direction where the white eagle had stopped. Suddenly, as if frightened by something, the white eagle flapped its wings and flew away in a hurry.

After a while, there was a sound of footsteps in the hall, and a young man dressed neatly and with a face like a knife stepped into the hall, knelt down, and said respectfully, "I have searched the entire continent, but I still haven't found it." ”

"Did you really search for it?" the middle-aged man stood straight, did not turn around, and his voice was very loud in the empty hall.

The young man hurriedly lowered his head and whispered, "There is only the Demon Night Forest left, and no one has been sent to investigate, and my subordinates think it is ......."

"Send someone until you're sure he's there. “

When the young man heard this, he frowned, hesitated for a moment, and wanted to say something, but he swallowed it again, and turned to say "obey the will", and then bowed and slowly withdrew from the main hall, jumped and fell under the cliff.

"No matter where you are, dead or alive, I will find you!" the middle-aged man raised his head slightly, his gaze seemed to penetrate the stone roof of the palace and look at the sky.

Under the mountain peak, on the dirt road sandwiched by green bamboo, a young man with a face like a knife looked at the palace on the top of the cliff, his sword eyebrows frowned slightly, sighed, shook his head and said, "Alas, I don't know how many people died. ”