As the wave crossed the river and approached the beaver beast's territory, Luo Xue intercepted it in the middle.

"What is it?" could only see the footprints that appeared on the ground from time to time, and the owner of this fluctuation did not even see a shadow.

The depressions in the ground are all in the way of fluctuations, one after another. Luo Xue hid in the distance, cautiously looking at the sunken footprints, the thin flippers felt very familiar to him.

It was the footprints of the little beaver! The footprints staggered step by step towards the beaver beast's den, and in Luo Xue's eyes, it looked like a tenacious spirit.

Could it be the missing white-haired little beaver!" Luo Xue suddenly realized, but did not get up to approach. In the uncertain situation, coupled with the fact that he is now overdrawn, if something unexpected happens, he will have to suffer a big loss.

Besides, this kind of scene where you can only see footprints and no figure is weird enough.

Having no multicolored water to observe the elements of magic, he ducked under a slope and emerged to determine its location based on the fluctuations.

Originally, Luo Xue thought that the white-haired little beaver was dead, but now the situation is not much better, more like being involved in some terrible incident.

If you have the ability to be like Arthur, you will probably be able to see the main body clearly, Luo Xue sighed in her heart.

With the fluctuations from the earth, this invisible spirit approached the beaver beast's nest in Luo Xue's eyes, but something happened that Luo Xue couldn't believe! A trace of black smoke appeared on the spirit body, and this black smoke connected to an unknown distance in the forest, and then the footprints stopped moving, and quickly stopped, and even moved backwards by this black smoke, drawing an unwilling ravine on the ground.

You can hear the cry of the soul.

The ravine was quickly brought back into the forest and vanished. The fluctuations in Luo Xue's mind also quickly broke away from the magic array as the black smoke pulled.

After being silent for a long time, seeing that her favorite little beaver was also polluted by the breath of necromancy, Luo Xue stood up and looked into the depths of the ravine.

This necromancy spell was different from what Luo Xue had seen, and even different from what was recorded in the "Sea of Souls" magic book, and it had become a terrifying virus.

Who would have created such an evil spell in such a frenzy, Luo Xue didn't know. But he knew that the little beaver must still have its own consciousness, that is, it could still be saved.

Even a small creature can't protect it, is it still worthy of being the guardian of Fanshui Town? Luo Xue held the water drop pendant tightly, and the force she used made her entire body tremble.

It's just that he is not in a good state right now, and he tries to communicate with the beaver beast, but it doesn't seem to be successful. Without the help of Hu'er, there has always been a generation gap in communication between humans and monsters.

He gave up on tracking down the giant elephant in favor of tracking down the source of the black smoke, a sign that could destroy the town of Vanshui. For the sake of Fanshui Town, for the sake of his family, he must also take the initiative to find the birthplace of the necromantic aura.

Luo Xue closed his eyes and entered meditation, quickly recovering his spiritual power, which was a method he tried to quickly recover his momentum. This also indirectly proves that spiritual power is a manifestation of potential.

A stout little beaver saw him, ran curiously, and climbed up to his hair.

Exhausted, Kowang lay on his side on the edge of the kennel that Luo Xue had built for him nearby, and began to fall asleep.

Regained his spirit, without further ado, the route Oh Eh took the knife that had been slipped out of the gap under the protection of the giant elephant before, wrapped it in his hand, and followed the ravine into the dense forest.

It's a relatively long way to go, but he can remember being here.

Splitting the thorny path, the ravine stopped here, presumably because it had given up resistance, but Luo Xue persevered all the way forward according to this straight line.

In front of Luo Xue was a cave, but this cave made him feel familiar. After waiting for a while, and there was no sign of the wind and grass, Luo Xue stepped into the cave.

The words on the cyan stone tablet in front of the cave made Luo Xue very nostalgic, he had seen them several times, and each time he could clearly identify them, whether it was instinct or what, he couldn't tell.

The moment he stepped in, an ancient aura came to his face, and the memory that was about to be blurred awakened.

This is the cave that the white-haired little beaver once brought him to, or call it the tomb, but the original colorful magic phenomenon has disappeared, and the annihilation energy that erupts from the mouth of the tomb from time to time is no longer moving.

He went into the tomb, pulled out the miniature torch on his body, and sighed a few times at the head of the torch, and the torch began to burn with a snap.

The miniature torch is a kind of production technology taught by Van Ke to Luo Xue, which is made of flame dish powder and the gelatinous liquid of the fog tree, and uses the characteristics of flame dish powder to burn in water, and makes efficient torches.

Under the reflection of the torches, two forks appeared in front of Luo Xue's eyes, one path was covered by a black unknown substance, which looked like a kind of fungus blanket, covering the ceiling and floor, from which mucus dripped from time to time. A strong sense of fear came from the depths.

Luo Xue shook her head and turned her head towards another half-empty road.

There were glowing slime mushrooms and mushrooms in the air, providing plenty of light, and he extinguished his torches and walked cautiously down the road, the muffled sound of gurgling could be heard at the fork in the wall, and Luo Xue slowed down and wiped a handful of glowing slime.

"This is a fluorescent moon fungus that can be compared to the light of the moon when cast in a lightless environment, and only grows in a quiet environment. Luo Xue's fingers rubbed it, and the smooth touch had a hint of grain, allowing him to confirm the type of slime mold.

But the voice was not quiet now, and the dull sound next door made Luo Xue's body and mind deeply tormented, and he confirmed that the black fungus blanket on the road was definitely the only one that appeared recently.

That being said, it was useless to Luo Xue now, and gradually went to the depths, and there was no fork in the way, and the fork next door seemed to be officially far away from Luo Xue's location. The original tormenting voice was no longer there.

At that moment, he could see a stone gate erected at the end of the tunnel, illuminated by fluorescence. The two sides of the stone door did not close, and a small slit opened slightly.

Tiny flipper prints slipped through the small slits. Luo Xue guessed the situation at the scene and knew that she had come to the end.

The next thing is the main thing, while the road is not polluted, Luo Xue must fight quickly. Of course, he didn't want to fight if he could.