Teng Yunshen couldn't see the direction of the wizards clearly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info They seem to be going back and forth in circles. Teng Yun was deeply suspicious that this was a trap, but he couldn't make a definite judgment.

If mortals follow such a hollow-shaped route, it is naturally very strange. Wizards, however, are a collection of eccentrics. More than anything else they do, a walk in the woods is as normal as an eye exercise for elementary school students.

Moreover, Teng Yun was deeply fearless. The terrain here is like a fortified fortress for a shadow puppeteer. No one can catch him, no one can catch him. He is the king of the Shadow Kingdom.

He was even closer to the alert wizards than before. Darkness engulfed his footsteps.

Did they wipe out the fugitives? Teng Yunshen tried to find some clues from their aura. He had not systematically learned the knowledge of discerning signs. However, there are always some shocking symbols that can be found in people who have just fallen off the killer. For example, a blinding black light creaked......

Teng Yunshen retracted his gaze at nothing. Wizards could hide their murderous footprints, but they didn't seem to have to.

He was slightly stunned. The scenery in front of me seems to turn black in the blink of an eye, like an uninvited wind, lifting the curtains. However, the curtains let in the light, but in his eyes came in the darkness.

Teng Yunshen raised his eyebrows in surprise. He had walked long through the woods at night, and could not have gone deeper into the darkness. Did the moonlight fade away? No, the moonlight was like a wash, lighting up the cloud-like canopy, like a quiet fire burning.

However, the pale tall trees gradually thinned, and the pitch-black dwarf trees rose from the ground in a charcoal-like shape. The black tree has the physique of an arbor, but it wields the branches of a shrub. The more brilliant the moon in the sky, the more it reflected the trees on the earth.

Teng Yunshen had been to this place before, and more than once, each time it was the same high and low, except this time, when he realized that he had finally waited for some kind of change.

The smooth pavement fades away, disappearing into uneven potholes. He thought this was what the woods should look like. The flat path behind him seems to be a miracle carved out by a giant with a pair of skillful hands in the green shade of the mountains, and the project is huge, unimaginable, and ...... Disturbed.

The fog is coming. It's cool, but it's also shining. The light of the moon could not sweep away the darkness under the canopy, but the light of the mist outlined the mottled trunks.

Teng Yunshen seemed to be walking into a dream. Boundless, without beginning or end, this is a magnificent dream of nature. Compared to it, the marks of axes and chisels left by giants in the wilderness are also full of ingenuity.

Teng Yunshen once again cast his emotions. It didn't matter what mood he was casting, what he really needed was the information that these emotions piggybacked. With a slight push, his emotions flew out, and with a slight tug, his emotions flew back. Emotions and emotions pull each other, which is also one of the phenomena that wizards call gravity.

Withdrawing emotions from his body makes him feel as if he has returned to the influence of the old world, becoming a walking dead. He sluggishly caught the thought of flying back. Boom! The thunder sent a torrential rain in his mind, and he seemed to jump into an ocean pool full of stun bombs.

It's like a dangerous game of boomerang, if you're not careful, you'll be harmed.

The tall, dark elves are older and more complex than the elves that came before them. Their inner spirit is like a raging hurricane, whistling over the young wizard's heart.

Teng Yunshen staggered back a few steps. He covered his ears and closed his eyes. Noise flickered under his nose, and bright lights rattled on the inside of his eardrum.

He had to endure several minutes of roller coaster speeds. By the time he had survived the confusion, the wizards had vanished into the depths of the mist.

"Damn!" he muttered. The abundance of emotions is still ...... Hot, they don't want to stay in their bodies properly, making it almost impossible for him to concentrate.

Teng Yunshen stared at a big tree in front of him. Try again? A complete failure can also be a lesson. He learned his lesson and can do better next time.

Teng Yunshen threw his emotions at the goblin. A skilled wizard—like the one he killed in the bazaar—can be effectively rewarded with emotions radiating from all over the place. And when he is a beginner, it is better to only pick one goal.

A light floated through his mind, and he received the message from the elf. The long years have brought peace to the elf's inner side at this moment.

The big tree pointed out a direction for him, but its consciousness was too weak, like static electricity dancing on the tips of his hair in autumn and winter, and Teng Yunshen couldn't grasp the exact direction.

He needs more information, which means he needs to project his emotions to more goblins. Moreover, one plus one does not equal two, and he cannot slowly collect the faint spark little by little. In order for the machine to work, it must provide sufficient voltage. He has to capture a lot of emotions at once.

A buzz was chirping in Teng Yunshen's head. The experience of a few minutes ago made him feel palpitations. However, he had no more time to hesitate and prepare, and the wizards had disappeared without a trace.

He could walk through the shadows, but no matter how fast he walked, he needed to be in the right direction.

Teng Yunshen began to extract emotions from his body. There are so many of them. The violent collision of emotions with emotions is a disaster, and losing consciousness in such a place can lead to catastrophic consequences. Therefore, he made up his mind to reduce the emotions he was holding as much as possible...... The numbness spread, and his fingers were still nimble, but they were gradually out of control.

He threw his emotions together.

The elves shouted almost simultaneously.

Spinner's inspiration swept past one elf after another at an unhurried pace, and it took nearly half a minute to return to him. However, at the moment of throwing inspiration, Teng Yunshen no longer felt the passage of time.

Immediately afterward, he was knocked to the ground by a frenzied will. The goblins are peaceful by nature, but they are not human after all, and their emotions are like thousands of fanatical songs, singing the praises of the great exploits of the Demon King.

In Teng Yunshen's left hand, the tattoo that the forest mage had embroidered for him came to life.