There was a muffled thud, and the boy fell to the ground. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The golden fox leaped lightly and jumped to the trunk of a tree to the side before he hit the ground. Aaron's eyes darkened, and a piercing pain came from his back. But all that remained in his mind was the afterimage of the leopard.

You can't just give up!

Aaron raised his right hand all of a sudden, and in a trance, all his will was concentrated on the outstretched palm. He suddenly felt his eyes turn blood-red, his heart beating wildly, and the time around him seemed to slow down, and he clearly felt a stream of blood burst out of his heart, across his chest, up his right arm, and condensed into the palm of his hand.

Aaron opened his heavy eyes tiredly, and in the scarlet vision, the smoke spit out from the palm of his right hand did not change color much, it was still black that swallowed everything. In his sight, the black mist slowly condensed in the air, and finally it was no longer a useless wisp of black line. But the moment the black mist formed, his heart expanded as if it had burst, and it contracted extremely violently.

The sudden huge pain in his chest made his body twist all of a sudden, but it was no longer a strange blood red in front of him, his slightly curled right arm subconsciously exerted force, and the black mist shot out like an arrow, turning an angle in the air, and hitting the leopard's eyes.

The leopard's tail, which was still in the air, was all the way, and its sharp movements were suddenly seriously deformed, deviating from the intended target. When he landed, his limbs seemed to be weak, and he was unable to support his body. The beautiful beast swooped down from the treetops, but lost its balance, and rolled on the ground like a leper dog before it staggered to its feet.

The fox had climbed to the top of another tree, and when he saw this, his little head tilted curiously to the side. But it's obviously much more interesting than a simple leopard, and it's happy to be on the sidelines.

The pain in Aaron's body dissipated faster than the sudden night wind, which made him think it was a momentary hallucination. The boy stood up, feeling nothing but the pain on his back and the cold sweat all over his body. He glanced at the leopard, which was just a meter away, and saw a low roar in its throat, but its body froze in place, motionless. Aaron lowered his head and looked at the black mark on the palm of his hand, a little incredulous.

Catching a glimpse of the leopard in a daze, Aaron suddenly thought of something. He picked up the stick and struck it the devastated bitter root tree. The force of the shock made his palms tingle faintly, and the sound of percussion was also very loud. Even the leaves swayed, but the leopard didn't notice it, but the roar in his throat grew faster. It raised its front paws high and fell down again, slapping onto the thick rotting leaves on the ground. The force of this blow was too great, and its body immediately leaned forward, and it almost fell again.

The leopard had lost its external senses?! Alun felt incredulous, but thinking of the snake a few days ago, he had to make such an assumption.

He threw away the stick in his hand at once, picked up his precious dagger, and slowly approached the leopard, and a lot of fine sweat oozed from his palms. As you move forward, you carefully observe the leopard's movements.

But the leopard was still cautiously sticking out its paws, and its low roar was a little higher when it fell. It seems that the leopard can only feel it when its paws touch something else.

Then what is there to be afraid of!" Aaron finally made up his mind, and the mechanical movements of practicing the dagger hundreds of times a few days ago flashed in his mind. With all his strength, he took a big step forward with his left leg, and the dagger in his right hand stabbed straight into the leopard's neck.

However, the young man who did not dare to look at the leopard's eyes out of fear did not notice that the gray mist on the pupils of the beast was becoming lighter and fainter, and now it had completely disappeared. His decisive but not powerful blow missed. At the last moment, the leopard twisted its body with all its might, avoiding an inexplicable death. But the dagger in the boy's hand remained unstoppable, leaving a long wound on one of its front legs. The leopard let out an angry roar.

The young man who retreated quickly saw the blood line on the leopard's leg and heard the deafening roar, and without thinking about it, he turned around and ran away. The fox in the tree seized the moment and jumped onto Aaron's shoulder. The angry leopard rushed forward two steps, but was restrained by the wound in its leg, and could only express its mania with an unwilling roar.

But those voices sounded to Aaron's ears as if a terrible beast was barking wildly into his ear. The boy was so frightened that he kept speeding up and walked through the forest like an acrobatic. It wasn't until he was a little out of breath that he finally felt something was wrong and stopped. Looking back, there was no sign of a leopard. It was the abominable fox, still sitting firmly on his shoulder, wagging his tail.

Aaron wiped the sweat from his forehead and almost sat down. But when I think of the insects that love blood underground, I can only support them and prevent my body from falling. Standing in place and resting silently, Aaron suddenly thought of something. He raised his right hand and looked up at the black mark in his palm. Under the sun, the intricate patterns have an indescribable beauty. He concentrated again, felt his heart pound, and hurriedly withdrew his hand, shaking it back in fear.

He couldn't help but think that it seemed that he had learned how to use this power now, but the price he paid was really not small.

At this moment, the golden fox jumped off his shoulder and slowly walked towards the depths of the jungle. Aaron was distressed by the loss of his bearings. After thinking about it for a while, I decided to simply follow the fox. Judging by the proficiency with which the fox scurried around him, it should not be a wild fox. Maybe you can follow it to find someone else and ensure your own survival.

The young man followed the small figure closely, and only then did he feel a faint aroma of herbs permeating the surroundings. Remembering that there were few mosquitoes along the way, and all the poisonous snakes were gone, I couldn't help but be more curious. At the same time, I also feel that the little fox does not seem to be a fragile pet.

The fox's speed was not fast, and Aaron followed it steadily. But the continuous march of several hours made him feel very bored and dull. The lively fox was no longer bouncing at this time, but was as indifferent as a machine.

Until dusk, the fox, which had been moving slowly, stopped under a tree. Its nose twitched twice, then it turned around and sat down on the ground, staring at Aaron with its two dark eyes, its tail wagging incessantly. Aaron took a closer look at the tree, but didn't see anything out of the ordinary. But it was clear that the fox meant to bring him here, was there something strange?

Seeing that Aaron stopped moving, the fox whined a few times, looking very impatient.

"Okay, you're good, even though you lured that damn leopard here, but at least I learned how to manipulate this strange energy...... Ahh The feeling of weightlessness hit him instantly, and the boy screamed strangely and fell into the trap that had been arranged long ago. A moment before falling into darkness, Aaron's gaze caught the hateful and cunning fox running up the tree.

Well, this nasty little thing shouldn't be trusted.

The trap is clearly for large prey. Fortunately, the purpose is not to kill the prey, so there is no such thing as sharp wooden thorns or inverted blades underneath, but a large rattan net. I don't know what kind of material it was made of, but when the net touched his skin, Aaron felt a metallic coldness. Then, a sweet smell came, and the boy felt like a hot sugar cube or some kind of sweet fruit, and then he lost consciousness.

"Hey, hey...... It's not going to be dead, it's hard to see such an interesting ...... Ah, you're awake!"

In the midst of the chaos, Aaron first smelled the fragrance of grass, and then heard a very pleasant sound. In the fog, he couldn't help but sniff deeply, wanting to compare it with the last smell before he fell unconscious.

The crisp and beautiful voice suddenly became excited: "Alas, it turns out that you are awake, what are you pretending to be, I see your nose moving." Ha, it's great that you're not dead. ”

The voice was clearer, it sounded like the soft and crisp sound of the turquoise water lapping against the banks of the great bay of the Vasi River, and Aaron thought that he must be a good man. But he felt as if he was being hung upside down, and his head was very dizzy.

Aaron opened his eyes, and through the thick vines, he saw a pair of small leather boots, and a girl's wheat-colored calves, satin-smooth skin. Her feet were still bobbing back and forth, and it was clear that the owner of the boots was in a good mood. The boy wanted to change to a more comfortable position, but found that his whole body was sore.

It seems that the trap is using quite clever drugs, but it feels really bad to be treated as prey.

He struggled to lift his head, and a petite green figure caught his eye. The girl with short maroon hair was looking at him curiously with her big green eyes. She was dressed in a lightweight green leather armor, and her exposed skin was a healthy wheat color. Sitting casually on a tree branch growing horizontally, his feet still unconsciously kicking back and forth in the air. The golden fox curled up in a ball and slept on top of her head.

The sunset between the branches was about to lose its luster completely, and the trees were dim. But Aaron felt that the girl in front of him seemed to exude a faint light. Pretty and cute, what a beautiful girl. He admired it in his heart.

"Hey, what's your name?" the girl asked.

Aaron could hear that although the girl spoke the lingua franca of the mainland, there were many trills in her accent. He grew up in Fort South, where he heard accents of various races. But the way the girl pronounced it felt strange to him. This suggests that she does not belong to one of the many peaceful races that regularly operate on the mainland, but the good news is that she is clearly not from Xilin.

"Hey, are you deaf or dumb? I ask you, what's your name!" the girl's brow furrowed.

Aaron's neck loosened, and his head drooped. All that was left was a pair of gray leather boots. The girl in front of him obviously had no intention of putting him down immediately, which caused him to really have no interest in chatting, so he replied briefly, "Aaron." ”

The girl's brow furrowed again. "Okay, listen, I'm a kite. As for you, the name Aaron is so weird, from now on, you are...... Well, I'll call you first...... Dwarf rock is good. You remember, now you're called Dwarfstone. ”

Aaron didn't quite understand what it meant, but the girl was clearly happy with the stupid name. She jumped down from the branch, her eyes just on Aaron. Aaron always felt that her eyes were like naughty children looking at novelty goods, and her heart was extremely depressed, but she didn't say a word. It seems that this beautiful girl has no intention of doing good. What does it mean to change his name? Aaron had some bad premonitions.

The kite unceremoniously opened his mouth and stuffed a blue fruit into it. A burst of sourness suddenly swept through Aaron's taste buds, and his tears couldn't help but flow out.

However, the girl didn't care about his expression, and announced with great interest: "Okay, Dwarfstone, now you are my second 'partner'." As he spoke, the kite untied the thick vines from the tree. Aaron fell back into the pit, grinning his teeth. But the kite covered her mouth all of a sudden, and whispered, "Oh, I forgot that I dug a trap underneath." Hain, you don't even remind me, you know to sleep all day long. Kite took the fox above his head into his arms and rubbed his ears.

"......" Aaron was lying at the bottom of the pit, and when he heard the self-talk of the girl who called herself a kite, he didn't know what to say.

To his surprise, the weak-looking iris had strong arms, and it seemed easy to pull him out of the pit. The girl expertly untied the slipknot in the rattan net and released him. Aaron moved his limbs, feeling that he still had little strength. That little bit of thinking about asking for some news by force faded, and Aaron decided to follow the girl to find out the situation first. However, the so-called 'partner' still has that fruit, and it is really impossible to figure it out.

"Kite, what did you feed me, and what is 'buddy'?"

"Ha, Rock, it looks like you're from outside. That blue fruit," the girl's eyes rolled, "it's a poisonous fruit, but I know how to get rid of it." As for the 'partner', yes, it's like my Hain. As she spoke, the girl rubbed the fox in her hand.

Looking at the fox 'Hain', who was enjoying himself very much, Aaron only felt a darkness in his heart. He remembered the leopard that had been played, and the description of the barbarians in the swamp when he chatted with his uncles. The joy of meeting humans faded all at once, and there was only one word left in the boy's mind: run!