Hearing the noise, Zhang Fan's face was a little ugly, and he turned his head to look in the direction from which the sound came.

Zhang Fan clenched the coffin nail hard, as long as there was any terrible beast, he would not hesitate to attack.

Chu Yu stood beside Zhang Fan, holding a huge red oil-paper umbrella covered with white lines. She looked as usual, no joy and no worries, and slowly opened the red oil-paper umbrella to hold it up for Zhang Fan.

With the moment it was propped up, a cold supernatural aura erupted, enveloping Zhang Fan, and the next moment, Zhang Fan's figure and breath disappeared.

Zhang Fan couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw his body showing an illusory transparent state. Since Chu Yu was promoted to a white-clothed ghost, it was the first time he had used her power.

This near-stealth ability looks a bit like a mirage. Unexpectedly, after Chu Yu became a white-clothed ghost, even the ability effect with mirage has been greatly improved.

After discovering this, Zhang Fan was a little happy. The stronger Chu Yu became, the more beneficial it would be to him, and he was naturally extremely happy in his heart.

Just as Zhang Fan was immersed in this short-term joy, in the distant jungle, when the beast-like running was getting closer and closer, and the sound was getting louder and louder.

About a dozen seconds passed, and more than a dozen black wolves suddenly jumped out of the grass and came to the vicinity of Zhang Fan's range.

The dozen or so wolves, with thick black fur and huge size, looked like large lions in a zoo, and exuded a strong stench, as if they had just crawled out of a dung pit.

They let out a wolf howl and lowered their heads as if they were sniffing something. The wolf's green eyes shimmered in the dark jungle.

Even if Zhang Fan was protected by Chu Yu's supernatural ability, he felt a cold smell all over his body from the eyes of those evil wolves.

These vicious wolves are very ferocious, if they are not protected by Chu Yu, he alone will not be an opponent at all, and he may be torn apart alive in less than two rounds.

Even if his stamina reaches 4 points at the moment, it won't work. Zhang Fan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and couldn't help but take a few steps backwards behind him.

Because he found that the wolves began to come towards his location, quickly. Seeing this scene, Chu Yu did not speak, but slightly held Zhang Fan's palm, and then lightly touched the ground with his toes, and a terrifying spirit appeared, and he flew to the dense treetops with him.

Standing here, Zhang Fan only felt that there was wind under his feet, as if there was some invisible force supporting him and avoiding the risk of falling.

Zhang Fan felt Chu Yu's soft and delicate little hand, his heart moved slightly, and before he could feel too much, a cold cold breath followed Chu Yu's palm and drilled into his body, making him tremble a few times.

Enduring the cold, Zhang Fan did not show any abnormality on his face, he looked down at the dozen or so vicious wolves below.

The dozen or so wolves let out a low roar and kept wandering in the jungle below. It seemed that they were looking for the breath that had just attracted them here, but they had been looking for a long time and still didn't find anything unusual, and finally had no choice but to look up to the wolf and howl a few times, then turned around and jumped high, rushing into the dark jungle and disappearing.

Seeing these evil wolves leaving, Zhang Fan breathed a sigh of relief. These evil wolves are too fierce, if Chu Yu had been slower just now, he would probably have been caught by these evil wolves, and a vicious battle was inevitable.

"Chu Yu, thank you this time!" Zhang Fan thanked Chu Yu softly. When Chu Yu heard this, he just smiled and didn't speak.

Just as Zhang Fan was about to let Chu Yu put himself on the ground, suddenly, his eyes looked inadvertently into the distance, but he saw that there seemed to be a thatched house not far from his current position.

There was still a glimmer of candlelight in the thatched hut, and it seemed that someone lived there. Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan couldn't help but be overjoyed.

As long as there were people, then he would be saved tonight, and he would not have to spend the night in this dangerous jungle.

Besides, after all, Chu Yu is an extremely terrifying white-clothed ghost, and it is okay to appear in a short time, but if he fights for a long time, his blood volume will not be able to consume.

"Chu Yu, there seems to be a crowd over there, bring me over first!" Zhang Fan stretched out his hand to the thatched house lit by candlelight in the distance and said in surprise.

Hearing this, Chu Yu nodded, his toes moved on the treetops, and he floated away with Zhang Fan. They seem to be stepping on the air, and they seem to be stepping on the breeze, without a trace, and there is no tendency to fall at all.

About a few minutes have passed. Chu Yu and Zhang Fan came to a place twenty meters away from the thatched house.

The area of this thatched hut was bare, without any vegetation or grass, as if it had been cleared by someone.

Zhang Fan walked on the ground, only to feel a soft feeling under his feet, as if the ground had just been excavated.

Although surprised, Zhang Fan didn't think much about it. This thatched hut is lit by dim candlelight, and it looks quite strange and terrifying when placed in the jungle where people are inaccessible and birds don't.

The thatched house, although it was close at hand, Zhang Fan did not have any carelessness in his heart, but raised his vigilance.

The thatched hut is certainly not simple, and perhaps hides some greater horror. But now he has no way out, either to go into a thatched hut and spend the night in peace, or to survive in the dark primeval jungle for a night, but he needs to be on the lookout for all kinds of terrible dangers from the jungle.

But before he could walk ten meters forward, suddenly, at this time, the wooden door of the thatched hut suddenly creaked and opened automatically.

The wooden door opened, and a lean man with bare arms walked inside. The man's hair was messy, shaped like a chicken's nest, his body was tattooed with black mysterious witches, and his face was smeared with colorful marks, looking like a wizard.

This wizard-looking man, when he saw Zhang Fan walking towards the thatched house, he was not surprised, but grinned, showing two rows of yellowed broken teeth, and laughed loudly.

"You're finally here.....!!" The wizard man let out an eerie laugh, with greed in his eyes, as if he saw a prey that had fallen into a trap, and looked directly at Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan saw the wizard man walking out, his pupils shrank, and an ominous sign rose in his heart.

"Who are you? I don't seem to know you! Zhang Fan's eyes narrowed and asked suspiciously. He didn't know the person in front of him at all, and judging from the breath coming from the other party, it was a bit unkind, as if he had come to seek revenge.