A torrential rain struck the forest, and the raging wind rushed down with countless raindrops, as if to bring everything on the ground under its silver might, and the vast woods rose and fell with the wind like the rough sea.

It's just that the storm in the forest comes and goes faster, and it is like those inexperienced hairy lads who are rushing into battle, and the cathartic passion always recedes quickly. The wind and rain stopped, and in the blink of an eye, the dark clouds that covered the sky quickly dissipated, and the golden sun shone on the forest again.

On the huge branch of a towering tree in the forest, Han Fei emerged from the small calfskin tent where he was hiding, and he took a deep breath of the humid air.

The air in the woods after the rain was much fresher, and at least the smell of rotting branches and leaves was temporarily suppressed.

It had been three days since Han Fei left Xishui City and entered the Wuthering Forest, and now he was in a position where he had truly entered the forest, not in the relative safety of the edge.

There are unknown dangers here, no one can help him, everything is on his own.

Three days ago, Han Fei had spent a lot of effort convincing his father that he had gotten permission to travel, but he had to rush back before the summer festival was Chengren.

Of course, Han Mutian was reluctant to let his son run outside alone, but he also knew that he would not really grow up without experiencing wind and rain, plus Han Fei was now a second-order warrior with enough self-protection ability, and finally Carol said good things so he reluctantly agreed.

It's just that Han Mutian didn't expect that Han Fei's so-called outing was not to go to other cities around Xishui City to see the excitement and have a long experience, but to enter the Wuthering Forest for an adventure.

Venturing into the treacherous and unpredictable forest was not a sudden whim on Han Fei's part, the Xuanmen Life and Death Technique he had practiced had reached the peak of the Second Heaven, and he needed to break through the bottleneck to leap to a higher realm. The special thing about the Xuanmen recipe of life and death is that in addition to the previous basic realm, starting from the second heaven, only the epiphany generated in the experience of life and death and the induction of heaven and man is the only way to break through the barrier.

Staying at home and practicing behind closed doors can push the current realm to the peak, but it is absolutely impossible to break through the bottleneck, and the word "life and death" in the Xuanmen life and death recipe comes from this!

In addition to breaking through the Xuan Gong barrier, Han Fei wanted to hunt spirit beasts to obtain some precious materials for crafting spirit weapons and improving the skills of the creator, which was not only very important to his family, but Han Fei himself also deeply liked this interesting and mysterious profession.

For this experience, Han Fei made full preparations, and the Ring of Possession given to him by Fujimizu Shu was stored with enough supplies, such as weapons, tents, cutlery and other field utensils, and he also spent twenty gold coins from the Adventurer's Guild to buy a relatively delicate map.

It's just that no matter how well prepared he is, the difficulty of the journey in the forest is also somewhat unexpected by Han Fei, the unpredictable weather, the woodland full of traps, and the ubiquitous poisonous insects... If you are not careful, you may get lost in the forest and never get out again.

This kind of difficulty is nothing for Han Fei, a second-order martial artist who was an old donkey friend in his previous life, but what makes him depressed is that after drilling in the forest for three days, he didn't even see the hair of a spirit beast.

In Han Fei's gift ring, there is a thick book - "Nine Heavens Continent Spirit Beast Illustrated", which is also a gift given to him by Fuji Shuixiu back then, Han Fei has not looked at it less in the past two years, and almost all the thousands of spirit beasts in it have been written down, but he didn't expect it to be useless.

This is not unusual, because there are so many adventurers and mercenaries who enter the Wuthering Forest every year, and those spirit beasts with intelligence naturally do not easily run out of the relatively safe depths of the forest.

Putting away the tent, Han Fei took the sheepskin map out of his pocket and examined it carefully.

Although there was a map, but traveling in the vast forest, even if there was a compass, it was impossible to determine his exact position, and Han Fei could only judge that he was roughly in a certain position, and there was still a considerable distance from the danger zone marked in red.

The map of the Adventurer's Guild is not unreasonable, and many of the areas explored by adventurers are marked with different colors according to the danger level, and the most dangerous red area is adjacent to the spirit beast forest, which is considered a forbidden area, and there are many and dangerous spirit beasts active in it.

Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, they are biased towards the tiger mountain, and that is where Han Fei, who is bent on holding the tiger cub, is going to go.

After confirming his position, Han Fei jumped down from the tall branch and landed steadily on the slippery woodland like a fallen leaf, continuing in a southwestern direction.

There were no roads in the gloomy forest, and the one or two beast paths that occasionally appeared were covered by the wanton spreading creepers, and many thick vines hung down from the trunks to block the way, and Han Fei had to swing his machete and step on the muddy ground.

The forest after the rain was not calm, the chirping of small birds and insects came one after another, and from time to time the roar of wild beasts came from the unknown depths, Han Fei took a lot of effort to get out of this extremely dense vine forest, and the forest in front of him gradually thinned out, and the sound of gurgling water could be faintly heard.

There is a stream! Han Fei's spirits suddenly perked up, and he accelerated his way forward, and soon saw that there was indeed a forest stream flowing through the woods in front of him.

With some impatience, he rushed to the brook, squatted down on the stones, put down his machete, and picked up a handful of clear water with both hands and threw it on his dirty face.

Wow! It feels so refreshing! After wiping a few handfuls of water on his face, Han Fei was full of joy.

Just as he was about to take a good shower, there was no warning at all, and a feeling of danger that was extremely strong hit from behind, and suddenly flooded Han Fei's whole body!

Han Fei's body stiffened, the hairs on his entire back stood up, he didn't want to kick his feet hard, the whole person jumped up and jumped over the four or five meters wide stream, turned around and landed on the grass on the opposite bank.

Han Fei pulled out the samurai sword tied to his back with his backhand, and put on a posture to meet the enemy. ―――――――――――――― the first more to send, ask for recommended ticket support!

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