The dark forest, with towering trees intertwined with each other, obscures the sky and the sun is dimly lit. The ground was filled with dead leaves and weeds that smelled of rancidity, and as far as the eye could see, it was completely dominated by low bushes.

The occasional chirping of birds above and the howls of wild beasts in the distance mingled with each other, making it clear that this near-dead forest was not without living creatures, but it was all the more terrifying.

This is the Warcraft Forest, a "forbidden area of life" that ordinary people in the Cangluo Continent dare not set foot in at all.

Legend has it that the Warcraft Forest is often infested with various levels of Warcraft, and humans will be attacked and killed by them when they enter, and the most powerful Warcraft can even destroy mountains and slaughter cities, but they like to stay in the depths of the forest and few people have seen it.

The people who are truly qualified to survive in the Warcraft Forest are "cultivators", they have cultivated unknown powers, their strength is far beyond ordinary people, and they can also split mountains and break the stream when they cultivate to a high and profound realm. Only they can fight the monster here, sharpen themselves, and get the "spoils" - the body of the monster. Although more cultivators will die in the mouth of the demonic beast and become a thing in the womb.

......

At this moment, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy in the forest was slowly walking through the forest with his body bent over, his upper body almost rotten into strips of cloth and half of his broad shoulders draped indiscriminately, and his lower body was covered by a short skirt sewn from an unknown animal skin. Below the calf, it is completely exposed to the air......

The wooden strips and vines he carried on his shoulders barely recognizable as a bow, a few bone arrows at his waist, and a worn-out dagger in his left hand that kept pushing away the branches and leaves in front of him.

Judging by his "configuration" and his messy hair sticking out in any direction, and his face that was almost unclear except for his bright eyes, it was obvious that he did not look like a "cultivator".

A practitioner would not wear such tattered clothes and use such a shoddy "weapon", well, if that bow and arrow and dagger could be considered a weapon.

Cultivators have a high status on the Cangluo Continent, even if they are only the lowest-level primordial realm cultivators, they can at least become the guests of some small families.

Even if a cultivator comes to the Warcraft Forest for an adventure, he will not be alone, let alone let his image be like this - "unkempt".

This boy is a hunter at best. No, none of the hunters are as sloppy as he is.

Of course, the hunters can't go to the forest where the boy is, and the demonic beasts around them will soon kill them......

The boy flipped open an inconspicuous bush in front of him, revealing a rudimentary trap, which was empty.

"Oh!" he sighed, "are all the prey in this vicinity dead......?"

"There's one last place left!" he turned back into the grass to reset the trap, and stood up and felt for the other.

The boy lamented as he continued his walk through the woods.

He came to this forest four months ago. As for how he came here, he didn't know at all, when he woke up four months ago, he was lying near here, covered in blood, and it was his fate not to be taken away by the beasts nearby.

He naturally wanted to get out of here, but soon the demonic beasts on the periphery made him discourage, and after a fight, he retreated in disgrace. Fortunately, there were no powerful demonic beasts in the dozens of miles he was in, and in order to fill his stomach, the boy had to slowly transform into a hunter, and then began to live a life of eating and waiting for death for the past four months.

Habitually touched his forehead, in the first month of awakening, his forehead used to ache from time to time, although it has now healed, but this habit has not been broken.

"Oh my God...... Please give me a big black bear, so that I don't have to come out to find food for days!" he prayed silently as he approached the last trap he had laid out. Although he knew that this was too nonsense, he hadn't seen anyone for four months, and he was the only one who could talk, which was also a major part of his own amusement.

Soon, he was near the last noose trap. This trap is his pride, and once the prey enters the range of the rope noose, it will carelessly touch the thin vines under his feet. The noose then tightens the prey's feet and hoists it directly into the air......

It's just that this trap has been done for three months, and so far nothing has been found.

"Too high a trap, those stupid beasts are not blessed!" were the words he had said countless times as he comforted himself.

Just as he was about to pronounce the line again, and then decided to shoot two ghost-eyed eagles with his bow and arrows, which were covered in bones and fleshless, and were unpalatable to death, the sight in front of him made his eyes widen, and he couldn't close his mouth for a long time.

More than a dozen feet in front of him, above the rope trap he had arranged, there was a person hanging at the moment.

A woman, dressed in white, looked extremely eye-catching in the dimly colored Warcraft Forest, her long black hair drooping straight down and motionless.

Wouldn't it be dead? The trap would hang a man, but it wouldn't be fatal!

Despite his puzzled expression, the boy quickly ran down and put the woman down.

After touching it, my heart was still beating, and it seemed that I was just unconscious. Only then did I see the appearance of the woman in front of me, although she was in a coma with her eyes closed and her eyebrows slightly twinning, she could still see that she looked quite beautiful, looking at the age of seventeen or eighteen.

The boy had no intention of appreciating the beauty in front of him, and although he had not been able to hunt wild beasts, he was even happier to see the living.

This is the first time in months. Stretching out his strong arms to pick the woman up, he saw that there was a package and an iron sword on the ground.

"Hey, hey, windfall!" he put the things away without hesitation. Then he hurried forward with the woman in his arms.

Soon, an open field with a radius of more than ten zhang appeared in front of the dense forest, and a cave appeared in front of him, and his "home" arrived.

......

Hua Susu had a very strange dream, in which she and a dozen cultivator friends who were also in Rongcheng came to the Warcraft Forest to practice. was accompanied by a third-grade senior whom she had admired for a long time.

She was immersed in the sweetness of getting along with her sweetheart, and as for the war with those dirty monsters, she had those boys to do it, so she Miss Hua was not interested.

Who knew that the good times would not last long, and only two days later, she quarreled with another woman in the team, and instead of helping her speak, her senior scolded her.

Hua Susu quietly left the team overnight in a fit of rage, and then got lost in the Monster Forest, and then she didn't know when her body was taken up by a trap, and she had a close contact with a branch of a tree while dancing, and then she didn't know anything......

Then, when she woke up from her dream, she opened her big watery eyes......

Then, she saw the young man in front of her, who looked like a "wild man", smiling at her with white teeth.

"You're awake!" said the boy, looking delighted.

"Ah......" fell unconscious in a dangerous place like the Warcraft Forest and suddenly woke up to see this scene. Hua Susu screamed as a matter of course, without any pride in being a mid-stage cultivator in the Voyeur Realm. Reach out and grab the sword next to you to add a little "security".

As a result, she held the air and looked down to see that there was nothing around her, and the long sword had long since disappeared.

The long sword, naturally, has long been hidden by the boy.

"It's good that I had the foresight!" The young man looked at her with a smile and a look of concern: "You just woke up, it's better not to move!"

"Who are you!" Hua Susu retracted with a wary expression.

"I'm your savior, I've saved you from that tree!" the boy sat back slightly, signaling that he was "friendly and harmless", and then shamelessly defined himself as a benefactor.

Hua Susu was a little confused for a while, and carefully looked around him. It seems to be a natural cave, several feet wide but not deep, and the light from the entrance of the cave makes the cave not look very dim. Jaggy rocks grow wantonly from the ground, mountain walls, and high overheads.

There were some utensils made of holes dug out of the stones, and some leftover animal bones and skins, a few wooden sticks, scattered stones, a rough-looking bow, and a few bone arrows were scattered around the cave, and the rest was the "bed" made of weeds and leaves and animal skins that Hua Susu was sleeping.

Except for himself and the boy in front of him, there was no third living creature in this cave.

"That trap, you made it!" Hua Susu finally came back to his senses, and said that how could there be a hunter's trap in this Warcraft Forest, it was obviously the young man in front of him who did it.

"Hey, although it is indeed my masterpiece, it is also true that I saved you, if you change to a villain, you know what will happen to you now!" the young man laughed.

"Full of crooked reasoning, I don't think you're a good person!" Hua Susu is not a fool, how could he be fooled by him so easily, struggling to get up and preparing to teach him a lesson.

She hadn't thought about whether the young man in front of her would have won if she had been a "cultivator" at all.

"Hey, be nice!" The young man had already prevented her from going crazy, Hua Susu slashed at him, he didn't dodge at all, and met it with his chest.

"Peng!" Qianqian's thin palm slapped heavily on the young man's chest, and the young man's face showed a fleeting expression of pain, he didn't expect this woman to look soft and weak, and her strength was so great.

This palm seems to have some unknown power! His mind was spinning, his movements remained unchanged, and he opened his arms and threw himself towards Hua Susu's half-seated body.

Hua Susu failed to force the young man back with one palm, and in a hurry, he slapped it with another palm. It's just that this palm only slapped the young man's broad shoulder.

"This young man is not a cultivator, he doesn't feel the resistance of the other party's spiritual power in his two palms at all, and he doesn't know any moves at all. Hua Susu slapped Hua Susu with two palms and instantly judged the strength of the young man, but it was useless.

There was another heavy crash, only this time it was Hua Susu who was thrown to the ground by the young man, and his back hit the "bed".

Although the boy didn't know much martial arts, his reaction was much faster than Hua Susu's, and when she was still immersed in panic, the boy's arms were like iron tongs firmly clamping her arms and upper body together.

Hua Susu reacted at this time and began to use her spiritual power to struggle for her life, but although this young man had no spiritual power, she still couldn't break free.

He's too strong, isn't he?xh118