The next day, in the evening.

The night was like ink, with a deep depression.

In the thick clouds in the sky, a round of bright silver moon struggled to break through the cloud cover and escape from it.

The white moonlight was scattered on the ground, and finally fell on a quiet bamboo sea.

"Hee-hee-hee..."

Suddenly, the silence was broken by the sound of eerie children's laughter.

In the bamboo forest, children with bodies less than three inches on their heads, bamboo leaves on their heads, and iron-faced faces frolicking in groups.

The night is getting deeper and deeper.

Not long after.

The children who were playing scattered violently, each rushing towards the thick bamboos nearby.

At this moment, the edge of the forest sea.

Under the thick green bamboo, a child is squatting at the root of the bamboo, opening his mouth to suck something.

Bursts of cyan light continued to converge from the roots of the green bamboo to its mouth.

The child's eyes narrowed slightly, and the verdant bamboo leaves on his head swayed, looking satisfied.

But suddenly.

Poof!

A ghostly spike poked out of its slightly open lips in an instant, piercing its skull.

The child's eyes widened, his smile froze on his face, and his body quickly withered.

At the same time, the spikes also dissipated into speckled glow.

A handsome head, with arms in its ears, slowly poked out from behind the child.

The bright pupils of his eyes flashed with a golden glow.

"It's a twist of the tongue. It is true that there is more increased spirituality than the ghostly skull. Lu Tu licked his lips and looked at the corpse of the child who had turned into bamboo rice, looking a little excited.

Tonight was the first time he had gone out hunting, and it was also weird.

At the same time, the high risk also brings high gain.

This child-like strangeness provides enough spirituality to kill a hundred ghosts.

The corners of his mouth lifted, and his gaze turned to the rest of the children in the bamboo forest.

A white light curtain is also reflected in the depths of the eyes.

【Green Bamboo--】

[Essence: Weird - Bamboo Trick. 】

[Realm: A twist of spirit. 】

[Talent: Loud Ming.] 】

[Spell: Blood Leaf Dart.] 】

[Life Level: Broken Spirit.] 】

[Sentence of fate: A hundred years of green bamboo is born and born, living in groups, holding grudges, eating bamboo light, angry and roaring, and the soul is destroyed and turned into bamboo rice. 】

"If I can kill all the bamboo treacherous people here tonight, I have the confidence to evolve again!" Lu Tu muttered to himself, his eyes shining brightly.

But when you think about it, it's unrealistic.

To deal with Zhu Wei, he can only sneak attack secretly.

After all, it is clearly written on the verdict, this kind of weirdness is group life, and it is very grudgeful.

In case it is discovered, it will attract a lot of bamboo tricks.

With his current state, he can only flee in the wilderness.

And with the degree of grudge of this group of bamboo treachers, the next time they want to hunt here, there will be some trouble.

But fortunately, with his current strength, under the sneak attack of the soul thorn, he was almost killed with one hit.

The soul thorn is completely where to hit, and it will definitely not miss.

Anyway, he is also the master of the ghost skull, and the power of the soul thorn is far from being comparable to those ordinary weak chicken ghost heads.

Then, Lu Tu's head shook, quickly retreated, and disappeared into the darkness.

The moon is dark and the wind is high at night, killing and devouring the spirit sky.

A massacre in the bamboo forest began quietly.

In just half an hour.

Lu Tu relied on his talent for breathing and the silent nature of the soul thorn to successfully kill the five bamboo treachers.

However, the end of this approach is to arouse the vigilance of the remaining bamboo tricks.

In the darkness of the night, in the shadows.

Lu Tu hid here, his soul thorn in his hand, looking at the two bamboo tricks in front of him, frowning.

I don't know if it's because of the social nature of bamboo tricks, they have noticed that some of their companions have disappeared, and they have consciously or unintentionally walked together when foraging.

This also made him dare not continue to shoot for a while.

"Your grandmother's, do one more vote. Solve these two, I'll go right away and find other weirdness in another place. Lu Tu's eyes flashed slightly, and he was about to make a move.

Chirp!!

A roar that seemed to pierce through the golden cracking stone suddenly tore through the sky.

In the bamboo forest, all the child-like bamboo treacherous people turned their heads one after another, looking at the night in the distance with frightened expressions.

In the shadows, Lu Tu's head shook, his eyes were in a trance, and he subconsciously retreated a few meters, his face was a little dazed and shocked.

Discovered?

No, I haven't done it yet!

Just when he was wondering.

Stomp Tread...

In the boundless night of the collective gaze of the bamboo treacherous in front of them, there was a sound of horses' hooves in the distance, faintly mixed with bursts of Xiao Xiao horses' roars.

Immediately afterward, I saw a figure leading a horse out of the darkness.

It was a clay figurine.

It has a muscular body, a resolute face, and is clad in earthy yellow armor, holding the reins, and leading a tall, well-thought-out mud horse.

Lu Tu looked startled and fixed his eyes.

A white curtain of light quickly appeared in front of him.

【Mud Big--】

[Essence: Weird - Mud Bo Ghost.] 】

[Realm: Spiritual two turns. 】

[Talent: Shapeshift.] 】

[Spell: Earth Blade. 】

[Life Level: Broken Spirit.] 】

[Sentence of life: The clay figurines in front of the ancient temple, leading the mud horse, can turn into a human form, and are addicted to gambling, so as to hide money in the belly of the mud horse. 】

Seeing this scene, he raised his eyebrows slightly, it turned out to be a strange and strange one.

It seems that he is the same as him, and he also came to devour the bamboo trick and improve his cultivation realm.

Meanwhile.

Many bamboo treacherous people also seemed to know the clay figurines, and they were instantly furious, and the bamboo leaves on their heads were quickly dyed red, as if they were infected with blood, and they rushed over one after another.

Seeing this, the clay figurine was silent, but quickly turned over and got on the horse, stretched out his hand and pulled out a green bamboo long knife from his chest, the tip of the knife pointed obliquely at the ground, and the rich spiritual power fluctuated violently.

The two sides are separated by a bamboo forest and confront each other.

Seeing this scene, Lu Tu, who had originally planned to leave, moved in his heart, and returned again, hiding in the dark.

Watch the tiger fight from the other mountain.

Maybe you can meet the scene of the sandpiper and the clam fighting, and the fisherman profiting.

Thinking like this in his heart, he was looking forward to a big battle between the two sides.

Seeing that the war was about to break out.

But at this very moment.

Call!!

A strong wind swept through a white mist and howled.

The fog surged, and in an instant, it swallowed up the open space more than ten meters in front of it, along with the mud figurines and bamboo tricks.

Then the mist contracted violently, and a figure gradually solidified in it.

It was a rickety old man in a green shirt, holding a white wat of about five or six inches, with sharp-beaked monkey gills, and a thick tail behind him swaying subconsciously.

It opened its mouth to suck the last wisp of mist into its mouth and nose, and reached out to pinch the beard that curled up at the corner of its mouth, its face full of satisfaction.

It all happened too suddenly.

So much so that not far away, the hidden Lu Tu was dumbfounded, and his expression was a little sluggish.

"Shhhh

【Rat Qiang--】

[Essence: Weird - Weird.] 】

[Realm: Strange four turns. 】

[Talent: Nightmare.] 】

[Spell: Corrosive Mist.] 】

[Life Level: Broken Spirit.] 】

[Sentence of life: A thousand-year-old rat spirit, wearing a green shirt, holding a white wat, full of 3,000 living beings can turn into raccoons, do not harm people, and eat bamboo and rice. 】

Looking at the four words that were so bright and treacherous, Lu Tu's head trembled, and his breathing talent was running to the extreme, and he turned around and fled without hesitation.

Your mother's kiss, the world is too dangerous.

As soon as I stepped out of my comfort zone, I encountered the weirdness of the strange twists and turns.

A group of weird spirits and a strange one were swallowed up without even the power to resist.

Now that I think about it, it's still my own ghostly cuteness.