In the middle of the meditation, time passed quickly, I don't know how long it took, the wolf felt the bump under his body suddenly stopped, and slowly opened his eyes, but saw that the sky had darkened, and there were bursts of noise outside the carriage, and there seemed to be many people busy outside.

After half a day of healing, the injuries on the wolf have improved a lot, but after a little movement, there is still a sharp pain.

Fortunately, the space collapsed, and although the energy was vast, it only destroyed the flesh, lacking the change of spells, and did not harm the meridians.

Because of the mysterious ring, the wolf was able to steal life in the violent energy turbulence, although the injury was serious and dying, but it was only a physical injury, and it did not hurt the origin, with the help of the elixir, the recovery was very fast, and it would not take a few days, and there would be no major problems.

Feeling his own injury, the wolf suddenly moved, and looked at the curtain of the carriage, and it didn't take long for the curtain to be lifted, and Liu Zhuang leaned into half of his body, holding two pieces of dry food in his hand, and handed them to the wolf, while smiling:

"Little brother, it's dark, I didn't rush to the village, let's just sleep here for one night, you haven't healed yet, don't come down, and the people on the road don't have any haode to eat, you take these pieces of dry food first, and satisfy your hunger for the time being." ”

Sky Wolf took the dry food and smiled at Liu Zhuang: "Thank you, Brother Liu, just go and get busy, don't worry about me." ”

"Okay, I'll go to dinner first. Liu Zhuang smiled heartily and waved goodbye to the wolf.

Looking at the shaking door curtain, the wolf took a bite of some dry food, his eyes flashed slightly, stretched out a hand, slowly lifted the curtain on the side of the carriage, and cast his eyes out of the window.

By the faint moonlight, everything around him clearly appeared in front of the wolf's eyes, and the people of the dart team gathered together the escorted carriages, a few men guarded the side, and the rest of the people set up tents and bonfires in the forest glade on the side of the road.

Every seven or eight men sat around a bonfire, baking dry food on the fire, and a few dart masters took out several jars of fine wine hidden in it, opened the wine seal, and the rich aroma of wine spread.

Everyone poured a large bowl and sat around the campfire, drinking and punching, and the heroic laughter spread, and the scene was extraordinary.

With the dancing bonfire reflected in his eyes, and watching several big men drinking and clinking glasses around the bonfire, there was a brief blur in the eyes of the wolf, with a light of envy.

Sitting around the fire, drinking and singing, like these dart masters, walking the rivers and lakes, breaking through a lifetime, how simple this life is, I have also longed for it, to be exact, until now, I still envy it.

But for himself, this kind of life is so far away, and all he has in his fate is boundless loneliness.

If he had a choice, the wolf would rather choose an ordinary life than embark on the path of cultivation, but he had no choice, the trajectory of his life was ruthlessly manipulated by fate, he could only struggle hard in it, and now, he was even more burdened with deep hatred.

Slowly lowered the curtain in his hand, the confusion in the wolf's eyes dissipated, and he regained his coldness, his fate had no choice, and the trajectory of his life had been drawn, and he had to continue to walk along that trajectory.

It's just that his previous life was at the mercy of others. But from today on, he wants to control his own destiny, let his life, draw the sharpest trajectory, and cut off the shackles of fate!

"Rakshasa Gate, wait, one day, I will go back!" A flash of determination flashed in his eyes, and the wolf put the dry food he had bitten by his side, closed his eyes, and began to heal.

Looking at the curtains on the carriage, slowly falling, a deep groan flashed in Fang Lao's eyes, and Wang Chang asked Liuzhuang, who had just returned, "How is that kid?"

Liu Zhuang sat down by the campfire, grabbed a piece of dry food, and nodded: "Look at that kid's expression, there is nothing wrong, and his complexion has recovered a lot, but he has recovered from a serious illness, so I didn't let him come out." ”

Wang Chang nodded and said, "That's good, let his carriage stay away from the wagon, and send a few more people to watch over him." ”

"I see, Huzi, they're staring over there. ”

Liu Zhuang waved his hand.

Fang Lao's eyes flickered, and sure enough, he saw that not far from the Heavenly Wolf Carriage, several dart masters were sitting around a bonfire, not drinking, and their eyes glanced at the Heavenly Wolf's carriage from time to time.

Seeing this scene, Elder Fang also nodded secretly, smiled slightly, and shouted at the dozens of people around him at the same time: "Brothers, drink less, go to bed early at night, take turns on duty, and have to travel for a day tomorrow!" "Knowing Elder Fang, don't worry, how much is there, the brothers know it in their hearts!" The men smiled heartily, and there were many voices of response from far and near, and the sound of fists and clinking glasses was still endless.

These dart masters walk darts all year round, sleeping in the open air, no complaints, but they can't do without a wine word, a few glasses of hot wine in the stomach, the heat is rolling, the fatigue of the day is all dissipated, and now it is just a day away, naturally I want to drink a few sips to relieve fatigue.

"These boys. Fang Lao smiled faintly, shook his head and sat down. Untied a wine gourd at his waist, unscrewed the wine stopper, took a big sip, showed a pleasant look on his face, and was about to speak, but suddenly his eyes froze, staring at the gourd in his hand, his pupils contracted, and his eyes showed solemnity.

A drop of crimson liquid fell from the sky and dripped onto the gourd, splashing a poignant blood flower, and a faint fishy smell diffused.

Fang Lao raised his head suddenly, saw the scene above his head clearly, and immediately gasped, his expression was gloomy to the extreme: "Blood bat!"

I saw that three feet above the old man's head, a blood-colored bat more than half a foot long, covered in blood-red, shook its wings, suspended in the air, and two small blood-colored eyes bloomed with bloodthirsty essence, and with a scream, it pounced.

Fang Lao's eyes flashed, he reached out and grabbed the wide knife of a dart master next to him, stood up, raised the knife in his hand, and crossed a shining trajectory, directly cutting the bat that fell from the sky into two pieces, falling into the bonfire, and no longer struggling after two struggles, a scorching smell diffused.

The changes here attracted everyone's attention, and dozens of dart masters turned their eyes to Fang Lao, and the originally enthusiastic scene suddenly quieted down.

Looking at the bats that were gradually scorching in the fire, Fang Lao's face was gloomy, and Liu Zhuang Wang Chang's face also changed slightly, he looked at Fang Lao and said hesitantly: "Fang ...... Old Fang, what's wrong?"

Fang Lao's face was gloomy and he didn't answer, but when there was silence in this scene, there was a sudden noise in the southeast corner, as if countless birds were flapping their wings, this sound was faint at first, as if it was far away, but it was quickly approaching, and it gradually became clear.

"That'...... What's that!" One of the dart masters' pupils constricted, and he lifted his blade and pointed at it from afar. With this person's pointing, everyone finally saw that under the dark night, a dark cloud was approaching.

When I got closer, I was surprised to find that it was a blood-colored bat more than half a foot long, with a bloodthirsty and fierce light flashing in its eyes, and the black pressure was hundreds, and the shaking wings were approaching rapidly, making a terrible hiss.

Looking at the rapidly approaching group of bats, Fang Lao's face was gloomy, he walked to the horse and took off the two steel whips, held them in his hands, and said solemnly: "It's a blood bat!

Hearing Elder Fang's words, the group of dart masters came back to their senses, and they all raised their sharp blades, gathered together, and looked at the approaching bat group with a gloomy face.

Liu Zhuang's face was solemn, and he said to Fang Lao: "Fang Lao! What kind of bat is this, why are there so many!"

A trace of palpitation flashed in Fang Lao's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "This is a blood bat, it eats human blood, it is very terrifying, I have seen it twice, but I have never seen so much, be careful!"

Not long after the words fell, the bat swarm was already approaching, and the black pressure was overwhelming, and the scarlet eyes revealed a bloodthirsty and fierce light, and they fell directly, like a black cloud, pressing on the top of everyone's heads.

"Let's get together, don't scatter!" Boss Fang shouted, provoked a bonfire, and rushed into the bat group, several bats were impacted by the bonfire, scattered in the hissing, and were beaten to death by Fang Lao with two steel whips, and fell to the ground one after another.

But many dart masters are not all the same skills as Fang Lao, this blood bat is very fast in flight, the tide generally swells together, and soon bypasses the sharp blade, pounces on the dart master, opens its sharp teeth, and bites down fiercely.

In just a few moments, a terrible scream rang out from the crowd, and several dart masters fell to the ground one after another.

A dart master was pounced on the chest by the bat, and suddenly snorted miserably, his eyes flashed with ruthlessness, grabbed the bat, and tore it off fiercely, and the bat claws tore his chest into a bloody blur.

The big man roared angrily, grabbed the blood bat in his left hand, pinched it to death, and his face was hideous in the blood splash: "Damn! Lao Tzu Feng Lang has seen too much, and he can still die in the hands of these beasts!"

But under the stimulation of blood, these bats were already crazy, and as soon as the words fell, two red shadows swooped down one after another, grabbing on the bloody chest, and the hideous teeth bit off fiercely.

The big man suddenly screamed miserably, and dozens of bats rushed madly, immediately surrounding the big man's figure, and the big man's struggle gradually weakened, and finally fell to the ground and stopped struggling.

"Wei Shan!" Fang Lao let out a low sigh, his eyes showing a look of heartache, but he quickly regained his composure, smashed a bat, and shouted loudly in the blood splash: "Don't panic, everyone! Retreat to the carriage, burn the carriage, and surround the carriage to resist the bat!"

"But, the goods in the carriage!" Wang Chang hesitated.

"Leave the goods alone, help matters!"

"Yes!"

Under the command of Elder Fang, a group of dart masters gathered next to a carriage and lit it. A fierce flame rose up, and the carriage was filled with spices, and when it was lit, the smoke billowed and the thick incense choked people's noses.

The bats seemed to be extremely frightened of the heat of the flames, and did not dare to approach the flames, but kept screaming around the flames, flying up and down under the light of the fire, and only dared to surround the people, constantly pounce, and attack the people.

But at this time, there was a flame behind them, so they didn't have to worry about the bat behind them, and they concentrated on dealing with the bats that pounced on them head-on.

Seeing that the situation gradually stabilized, many dart masters gradually breathed a sigh of relief, but their expressions were full of cruelty, several brothers died under the mouth of the bats, they were full of grief and indignation in their hearts, eager to kill this group of bats.

But at this moment, those blood bats suddenly stopped attacking, gathered together, and formed a whirlpool of bats, hanging above the bright flames, constantly roaring, and their eyes erupted with bloodthirsty and ferocious, hissing again and again, but as if they were bound by some kind of restraint, they no longer pounced.

The bats suddenly stopped attacking, this strange performance made all the dart masters look puzzled, and Fang Lao's eyes suddenly froze, revealing solemnity.

Hundreds of blood bats gathered together, hissing incessantly, piercing and sharp, making people's eardrums hurt.

Just as the screaming sound reached its climax, there was a figure slowly walking out of the dark forest, with a pale face, scarlet eyes, and a bloodthirsty fierce light!