15. Another crisis
A wave of dizziness hit, and Night's eyes went black and he lost consciousness.
"Hmm!" Night Twilight's consciousness gradually cleared up, and he slowly opened his eyes. What caught my eye was some old wooden beams on the roof, the four walls made of logs were clean and tidy, and the night twilight supported his body with his hands, and sat up little by little, his starry eyes flashed a few doubts, turned over and stood up, and walked outside the house. A huge mountain peaks stand outside the house, towering into the sky and filling the air. Nighttwilight looked at this strange mountain peak and stepped on the way up the mountain, into the mountain, the trees were strangely shaped, the strange rocks beside the road were craggy, and the sky that had been sunny just now had been completely obscured by the tall and towering trees.
The dense forest wrapped in the inky black barrier revealed this trace of dangerous aura, and the night twilight tensed his nerves, constantly paying attention to the movements around him, his little hands were already holding the dagger, his cold and sharp eyes looked around, and his feet traveled in a zigzag shape.
Danger is already looming in the shadows.
"Shiver~~" Night Twilight only felt that something was moving around her, like the sound of something sliding on the ground. His brows furrowed, and a sense of crisis arose. "Boom" A sharp sound of breaking the air shot from behind, and between the lightning and flint, the night twilight cold fell forward, like a rattan of the wind passing by, and it could be dodged. Before Night Twilight Han got up, the rattan attacked in the air again, and there was a great momentum of immortality, Night Twilight Han had to twist his body and quickly spin to escape, the strange rattan followed, and he had no choice but to turn over and slap a palm on the ground, and the spiritual power tilted out, and Night Twilight Han rose into the air. The sharp eyes were closed, and all the perception was transmitted to a pair of ears, listening for any slightest movement in the air. Night Dusk Han felt that his perception was much stronger, and the movements within 100 meters around him were clearly visible. At this time, Night Twilight Han saw what attacked her, a plant with thousands of willow rattans, swaying like a thousand-armed Guanyin, constantly hovering beside her, looking for an opportunity to hit with one blow. There is also a pair of bloodthirsty red eyes on the main body, flashing with a greedy light, and a large bloody mouth under the eyes. There was a chill in the heart of the night twilight cold, if you were entangled in something, there was no possibility of survival, the contract after the Li Ling also fell into a deep sleep, the Holy Ancestor gave a cloud of spiritual rhyme at that time to protect the soul when he washed the marrow and cultivated, and now the night twilight cold only has an inch of dagger, as well as the fighting skills of the previous life, and nothing else.
The world is far more dangerous than you can imagine, and seemingly harmless trees are so dangerous. Before the night twilight cold thought about it, the rattan attacked from behind him, the night twilight cold turned over and dodged, who knew that the body just jumped up, and the other side hit a willow rattan, the thickness of the thumb but the momentum of ten thousand people, the speed of its breaking wind hit, the piercing sound of breaking the air was deafening. Before Nighttwilight could react, the rattan was whipped on his shoulder, like a tearing pain, Nighttwilight gritted his teeth, and quickly turned around and ran away. Suddenly, tens of thousands of rattans poured out of the nest, and the sound of "Xiu Xuan-" made the cold scalp of the night tingling. The speed is at the limit, and it can only be opened up less than two meters away, "Hmm! Nighttwilight let out a muffled snort, and a few mouthfuls of fishy sweetness overflowed into his throat, and a hideous wound slipped from his shoulder to his waist.
Half a quarter of an hour of escaping, Night Twilight Cold didn't dare to take a moment to rest, the Demon Plant had already thrown behind him, his feet emitted a glowing white light, and the speed of running was beyond ordinary people, Night Twilight Han rushed all the way to the top of the mountain.
There were few trees at the top of the mountain, and there was a huge palace in the center, and after a little relief in the twilight, he paced to the palace gate. The black stone door was engraved with vague blood-colored Sanskrit runes.