Chapter 113: The White Shadow and the Savage

Not far to the south, the Giant Worm Canyon is a small unnamed hill with a low elevation, but the terrain is relatively open and flat, and there are no dangerous beasts in between. This is a rare and quiet place in the vast and dangerous chaotic plain.

At the southern end of the nameless mountain plain, there are more than a dozen peaks about 1,000 zhang high, lined up in the shape of "one", like loyal guards, guarding this beautiful and peaceful mountain plain.

At the end of autumn, the morning sky is a little overcast, but it doesn't look like it's going to rain.

Under the green peaks, at a quiet valley mouth, Bian Yao and the gray-clothed young man walked out easily, and then ran along a narrow road to the southeast.

Towards noon, the two climbed a lonely hill, and when they stopped to look south, their faces were surprised.

From a distance, you will see a strange "black" landscape. If anything, it was a strange and strange wood, but there was not a single leaf in the boundless wood, only bare trunks and branches.

There are not a few famous places in the chaotic plains, some are spread because of "chaos", some are directly named "dangerous", and some are known for "mysterious", but when it comes to weirdness, it is this "leafless forest"!

In the afternoon, the weather suddenly cleared, and the autumn sun appeared in the sky.

Bian Yao and Jian Xiu Shao walked on the deserted road, and the two jumped over a dry ravine and stopped in unison. Less than a mile away in front of them was the "Leafless Forest".

"Actually, it only takes four or five more days to get around this forest, haven't you heard the rumors about this place?" When Bian Yao asked this, his eyes kept staring ahead, and there was an inexplicable look on his face.

"Of course I've heard it, it's nothing more than ghosts, savages or something, are you scared?" the gray-clothed young man casually slung his sword on his shoulder, and his gaze shot coldly forward.

"I'm not afraid!" Bian Yao subconsciously raised his voice and argued loudly: "I just think that if you go around this forest, you should be able to avoid some unnecessary trouble." ”

"What is the legendary wild man like? Don't you want to see it?" said the gray-clad young man, and suddenly walked forward.

"Those savages can even kill dreamers! Besides, it doesn't seem to be just savages. Bian Yao frowned and said, then pursed his lips and followed with a muttering in his mouth.

In the leafless forest, there is only one tree with a very special appearance, the clawwood, which is a tree whose main trunk and branches are completely black, strange and strange! Each clawed tree is about three or four zhang high, and five thicker branches begin to branch from the root about seven feet upwards, and five branches are again branched out on each branch, and the branches are regenerated into five thin branches, and so on.

There is not a single leaf on the branches of the clawwood, and at first glance it looks like the fingers of an old man, withered and thin, and the difference is probably only in color. The eyes are bare and black, giving people a cold and strange feeling!

Not long after the two of them stepped into the forest, they faintly felt a cold aura coming from all sides, intersecting and weaving around them, making it impossible for people to dodge.

There is nothing special on the ground in the woods, unknown wild grasses grow freely, and the original green grass has long since turned yellow due to the season. In addition, there is a rather strange phenomenon, there are hardly any other plants in the half zhang around each clawed tree.

Bian Yao walked slowly behind the gray-clothed young man, the expression on his face was very strange, and after walking a few steps, he suddenly asked: "Do you say that these trees are dead or not? How can any living tree grow like this? Will they all die!"

"The whole forest seemed to be full of these strange trees, not like they were dead, and there was not a single fallen leaf on the ground. As he spoke, the gray-clothed young man turned his head from time to time to look to the left and right, obviously curious about this place.

The two walked slowly through the forest, and after a while, Bian Yao suddenly stopped, stared at a claw tree beside him carefully, and said to himself, "How can a living tree not grow leaves?"

As he spoke, Bian Yao's right hand suddenly opened, and the Wusha sword instantly appeared in his palm, he held the hilt of the sword with his backhand, and waved his arm forward!

The cold light flashed, and a cut mark about half an inch deep immediately appeared on the ink-colored trunk, and a clear liquid slowly flowed out of the mark, colorless and odorless. After a slight hesitation, Bian Yao stretched out a finger forward, and when his fingertips touched the sap, he could feel a slight chill.

"It seems that the trees are indeed alive. The gray-clothed young man stood behind him for some time, and suddenly a sentence came out.

"It's even weirder to be alive!" Bian Yao put away the Wusha sword, reached out and touched the body of the tree, and said with a sudden face: "There is cold in this sap, no wonder it feels colder inside this forest than outside." ”

The gray-clothed young man didn't answer, looked up at the clear blue sky, and said lightly, "Are you still leaving?"

"Let's go. Bian Yao hurriedly turned his head and replied with a smile.

Since there is no obstruction from the leaves, the view is not bad. In this way, after a short delay, the two of them got up and ran south one after the other.

Only half an hour later, the gray-clothed young man running in front of him suddenly changed his eyes, and quickly ran to a clearing in front of him, and stopped.

On a few clawed trees around the clearing, more than a dozen crows that had been parked were suddenly frightened, and they flew up from the branches with their black wings, making a "quacking" noise in mid-air.

Bian Yao followed closely to the clearing, and at a glance, he saw that there were many fragments of white bones scattered on the ground, a few here and there, almost more than twenty places.

"I'm afraid this person was killed by the 'wild man'!" Bian Yao looked away from a long bone, his face looking a little abnormal.

The gray-clothed young man frowned slightly, thought silently for a while, and said in a strange tone: "I'm afraid it's not just as simple as 'killing'! ”

Hearing him say this, Bian Yao couldn't help but roll his eyes, and said seriously: "If I die, I don't want to be eaten by something." ”

"It's all dead, I can't help you then!" the gray-clothed young man laughed strangely, jumped forward, and continued to hurry.

"You don't want to take a detour, if you really want to die here, it will have to be counted in your account!" Bian Yao hurriedly followed, and shouted loudly behind.

An hour later, the sun began to set in the west, and the golden afterglow shone obliquely into the leafless forest. Two swift figures, running through the black clawed trees, the shadows of people and trees quickly and non-stop converge, alternating between light and darkness, drawing a mottled vision.

Time passed quickly, and when the late autumn evening sun sank completely below the horizon, the light in the forest suddenly faded, and the color of the sky began to darken, and the leafless forest was already in a deep twilight.

Running to a small clearing, the gray-clothed young man suddenly stopped, turned his head to look around, and said, "Let's spend the night here tonight, and then we will go tomorrow." ”

Bian Yao naturally did not have any objections, if it was too late today, it would be unwise to continue on the road. He nodded "um", sat down on the spot, took out a few spirit fruits from the space bag, and ate them by himself.

The gray-clothed young man didn't speak again, put the sword and burden on the ground, and sat down silently on the side, a few traces of condensation appeared between his eyebrows, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

I don't know when, it seems to be suddenly, and a faint cold mist fills the leafless forest. The twilight is getting thicker, the light fog is drifting around, and the black claw trees are quietly blending into the approaching dark night.

Bian Yao swallowed the last green fragrant fruit, turned his head to look around, and said slowly: "I'll keep vigil tonight, I won't close my eyes if I don't get out of this ghost place!"

"Whatever you want!" the gray-clothed young man said lightly, sitting cross-legged, closing his eyes.

It didn't take long for the sky to get completely dark. The cold night was long and lonely, and the stars began to twinkle overhead.

Under the starry sky at night, the leafless forest was surprisingly quiet, the wind could not be heard, and there seemed to be a strange crow sound in the distance, intermittent, if there was nothing.

Time passed quietly, and the footsteps of the night were silent.

Since nightfall, Bian Yao has been staring vigilantly with wide eyes, looking left and right from time to time to prevent being attacked by the rumored "wild man". In fact, if he was alone, he could hide his body as before, and he didn't have to be as worried as he is now. But now there is another person by his side, for whatever reason and consideration, he can't do that.

Because it was a clear night and the special environment in the leafless forest, with the cold starlight, you could roughly see the situation within ten zhang of the vicinity.

Unconsciously, it has been more than half an hour at night, and the silver moon has not long risen. When Bian Yao swept his gaze around again, his body trembled suddenly, and he couldn't help but feel excited!

But under the miserable moonlight, about ten zhang away in front of Bian Yao's right, a white figure could be seen faintly fluttering, neither close nor far away. I don't know when it appeared, but there was no movement at all, and even the sword cultivator boy couldn't notice it.

"Hey, look at what that's that?" Bian Yao rolled his eyes and shouted in a low voice.

Hearing this, the gray-clothed young man opened his eyes, his eyes moved slightly, and then he shook his face and looked in the direction where the white shadow was.

Bian Yao moved to his side and asked in a slightly strange tone, "Is it a human or a ghost?"

"Just take a look!" The gray-clothed young man suddenly got up, drew his sword in his hand, and walked straight towards the white shadow.

Bian Yao was stunned for a moment, along the way, he knew that the sword cultivation boy was extremely bold, and his own caution was a few points inferior compared to it. Shaking his head helplessly, he followed and stood up, clutching the Wusha Sword in his hand, and walked towards the white shadow.

However, when the two of them walked less than two feet away, they saw that the white shadow began to move into the distance. Both of them were a little surprised and couldn't help but pause. However, to their further surprise, the white shadow also stopped. White Shadow's strange behavior seemed to be teasing them, and it seemed to lure them to chase after them.

The gray-clothed young man locked on the white shadow with cold eyes, and stood silently in contemplation. Bian Yao took two steps to his side, glanced at him a few times, and did not make a sound, as if waiting for him to speak.

"You are right and I am left, outflanking the past!" The voice fell, and the gray-clothed young man's body suddenly moved, turning into a black shadow, and quickly went around to the left.

Bian Yao kicked on his toes, followed by a quick rush, and forced the white shadow from the right side.

Perhaps because they didn't expect the two of them to make such a move, Bai Ying was stunned for a while and didn't move, and in just a few breaths, the two of them had already rushed to Bai Ying.

Suddenly, the white shadow swirled and mysteriously disappeared out of thin air in front of the eyes of the two teenagers. The next moment, ten zhang away, appeared again, very weird.

Bian Yao and the gray-clothed young man froze, standing in place and looking around vigilantly.

"Do you see clearly? It looks like a woman. Bian Yao stared at the white shadow not far away, and suddenly turned his head and said.

The gray-clothed boy did not answer, and after pondering for a moment, he suddenly turned and walked back, ignoring the strange white shadow. Bian Yao was slightly puzzled, then smiled again, looked back at Bai Ying a few times, and then walked back behind the young man.

Soon, the two returned to the place where they had stayed, and the gray-clothed young man thrust his sword into the ground and continued to meditate cross-legged with his eyes closed. Bian Yao sat quietly on the side, turning his neck from time to time to glance in the direction where the white shadow was.

Bai Ying didn't leave, still moving back and forth nearby, trying to attract the attention of Bian Yao and the others, but the two sat in place and never got up again.

Half a moment later, the white shadow suddenly stopped, and quickly drifted away into the distance, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Bian Yao slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and was just about to speak, but saw the gray-clothed young man suddenly open his eyes, and there were a few hints of surprise in his eyes.

"Something is approaching!" said the gray-clothed young man, his eyes flashing with a few cold glints, and he shook his hand and drew his sword.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of swift figures were seen rushing from all around, and there was a strange "babbling Ula" sound coming from their mouths.

In the leafless forest, under the cold light of the night, those furry figures, some half-lying on the ground, some standing on the claw tree, but without exception holding all kinds of weapons, including knives, swords, spears, hammers, etc.

"This is the rumored wild man, it turns out to be true!" Bian Yao whispered to himself, and the Wusha Sword in his hand couldn't help but clench a little.

In the night, in the face of those cold-blooded and ruthless eyes, the two teenagers each held their swords, leaned on their backs, and put on a posture of facing the enemy.

Shuxing, Cold Moon, a seemingly inevitable battle of killing, is about to begin!