When night fell, Xiao Cong was sleeping soundly, the moon had not yet risen above the treetops, so the surroundings were still dim, and after a few breaths, his long eyelashes suddenly trembled, but he still did not open his eyes.

After another moment or two, the long bushes not far away began to sound thinly, like a gust of wind blowing, shallow waves from far and near, a big black cat with slender fangs quietly came out of the bushes, its eyes flashed with green light, and it was slowly approaching Xiao Cong's side with a shallow foot.

When there was only a few steps left between the two, the big black cat "meow~" jumped up in the air with sharp teeth, and shot straight towards Xiao Cong's throat, its speed was so fast that it was not as fast as the arrows shot in the Zhuge Divine Crossbow.

Xiao Cong suddenly opened his eyes, his body swept to the left for a few feet to avoid a sharp blow, and the big black cat fell not far away, wagging its tail and turning around, looking at Xiao Cong, and let out a long "meow".

A sneer appeared at the corner of Xiao Cong's mouth, and he said contemptuously:

"I should be some kind of rare beast, it turns out that I am just a ghost fox who has not been more than a hundred years old. ”

The so-called ghost raccoon dog is just a monk for its nickname, the real name was originally called the creeping cat, because the habit is easy to see the light, the nature is fierce, the appearance is ugly and the speed is extremely fast, comparable to the ghost, so it is also called the ghost civet.

The body of this ancient beast is no different from that of a domestic cat except for the two elongated fangs that are particularly conspicuous, but it is much larger than a domestic cat, and its feet are as big as a goat's lamb.

According to the classification of ancient beasts - from bottom to top are hidden caves, seeking wilds, psychic, and wings, because anyone who reaches the heavenly realm means that he has been recognized by heaven and earth, and all things must be treated equally, so the classification of the ancient beast path is no different from the classification of monks' cultivation, which are picking stars, crossing the river, catching the moon, leaving the sun, passing through the sky, Qi Tian, destroying the sky, and subduing demons.

Xiao Cong was fearless, his right hand flung up, Zhu Xian appeared out of thin air and jumped up, he grabbed his right hand suddenly, just holding Zhu Xian's sword hilt in his hand, the size was just right.

Seeing Xiao Cong like this, the ghost civet let out a long cry again, suddenly attacked, and attacked Xiao Cong again with his two front paws.

Xiao Cong crossed with his sword, the person was in mid-air, Zhu Xian swept horizontally, and a metal exchange sound came out, and the front paws of the ghost fox grabbed Zhu Xian's sword blade, but with a strange body method, he turned over and flew over, and several heels flew over Xiao Cong's head.

Xiao Cong saw that the person had not yet landed, and he actually swung his sword in the air with a strong waist, but the speed of the ghost raccoon was too fast, and Zhu Xian swept sideways, only wiping off a few handfuls of hair on its back.

A person and a cat almost landed and turned their heads at the same time, the ghost fox did not let go of any gap and attacked again, this time it was much faster than the last time, Xiao Cong slashed at the basic black shadow hard, and did not want to be dodged by this beast again.

Immediately afterwards, an inexplicable chill suddenly rose from his heart, Xiao Cong suddenly felt his hair stand upside down, he hurriedly turned around and swung his sword and slashed upward,

"Bell!"

Xiao Cong took a few steps back, holding his sword on it

The ground stabilized its body, and the ghost civet fell down heavily not far from the opposite side, screaming "meow", and then turned over, turned his head and ran.

When Xiao Cong saw it, he chased after him, this ghost fox is famous for his grudges and ghosts, if he lets it escape this time, he may not know what kind of mess he will cause next time.

Although the speed of the ghost raccoon is fast, this is still in Xiao Cong's induction array after all, no matter how he goes around and hides, it is always in Xiao Cong's induction, so as long as it does not leave this realm, it will not be able to escape from Xiao Cong's palm no matter what.

Xiao Cong used all his strength to perform the spirit retreat, followed closely behind, but this beast was really slippery and tight, Xiao Cong sniped several times, and it was narrowly avoided by it, Xiao Cong scolded in his heart, but he was helpless after all.

He had to pretend that his aura was exhausted, and his speed was getting slower and slower, and then he simply stopped chasing, and he didn't know if the black-haired beast would be fooled when he saw Xiao Cong like this, and he would fight back and forth.

Xiao Cong put away Zhu Xian and walked back dejectedly, at this time he was still in the induction array, and in the powerful spiritual sense that no one among his peers could match, he sensed that the black-haired beast had not actually left.

He walked weakly like this, when he walked in front of a big tree, a screeching cat meow suddenly came from above, Huo Ran raised his head and at the same time hit the long-accumulating sky-breaking remnant palm with all his strength, and heard a scream of "Woo~woo~", a black shadow flew straight into the sky, rushed out of the crown and fell straight down, and finally smashed heavily in front of Xiao Cong Half a step away, struggled twice, straightened up, and did not move.

It is said that cats have nine lives, Xiao Cong didn't dare to take it lightly at this time, he took out Zhu Xian again, held it tightly in his hand, and slashed at the void of the ghost civet's body, and a silver-white crescent slash black blade came out of the sword, shot forward sharply, and accurately hit the motionless body in front, and then split it in half.

A strong smell of blood diffused from the two bloody corpses in front of him, mixed with the already fishy smell of the ghost civet, making people smell faint, the ghost civet has not yet cultivated the inner dan, there are no rare things on the body, and the meat is not delicious, in Xiao Cong's opinion, it is really useless, but for some other ancient beasts who are hungry to eat, it seems that it may still be okay, it will not be long before there will be another fight here, Xiao Cong has just arrived, and he doesn't want to get involved in too many disputes, so he immediately put away Zhu Xian, and fled without hesitation。

The moon has risen above the treetops, from the relatively large canopy gap, it looks like a huge night pearl, the yellow moonlight shines through the leaves to the forest, Xiao Cong slightly opens his purple eyes, and he can see the objects in front of him clearly.

As he walked, he weighed where it would be better to spend the night, in this ancient beast's yard, night was more dangerous than daytime, hiding in the soil, living in caves, sleeping in trees, and wandering in the forest by day and night.

Come to think of it, this accommodation is indeed a vague problem, even if it is dangerous at night, it is okay

Choose to rest during the day, but you have to find a place to rest during the day, you can't sleep in the wilderness and sleep heavily, isn't that the fattest meat?

After thinking about it for a long time, Xiao Cong felt that he still had to go back to his old job, in this ancient beast garden, only sleeping in the magic circle was the most reliable-although the magic circle also had leaks, but now he couldn't think of a better choice.

So, he found an ancient tree that was as thick as six people hugging each other, dug a hole about a foot and a half deep on it with Zhu Xian, and placed a high-level hidden shadow hiding array outside, and then lay down sideways with peace of mind.

The space in the tree hole is narrow, and only Xiao Cong can lie on his side, compared to the previous Guangsha fine, this condition is indeed a little worse, but special treatment in special circumstances, Xiao Cong feels that he is not such a squeamish person, besides, if you want to dig deeper, it should hurt the life of this old tree, God has the virtue of a good life, for a cultivator, this is absolutely unacceptable.

(End of chapter)