The night was dark, and only the lone star and the waning moon remained.

Nanji controlled his breathing, slowing his heartbeat as slowly as possible, and the fear that had just surged in his mind was instantly suppressed again.

The palm of the hand on the handle of the knife slowly clenched hard, and the palm of the hand could not stop sweating.

What to do?

He is already considered to have a psychological quality beyond ordinary people's perseverance, if ordinary people would have been scared to the point that their legs would have weakened, even if they were famous knights in Jiangcheng, they would probably panic when they saw such a scene.

That is to say, Nan Er has already experienced wind and waves, so he can barely hold on.

But it's not a way to be so deadlocked.,I can't move.,There's a monster behind you who isn't a human.,In case the other party loses patience.,Bite directly on the back of your neck.。

That's the end of it.

Whew-

I was so nervous that I could hear my breathing, not my own breathing, but the other party's breathing, so clear that I could faintly feel the cold wind on the back of my neck, which was blowing unnaturally on the collar.

Some people panic when they encounter something, and they completely lose their usual caution and carefulness. Some people are usually sloppy, but when they encounter urgent matters, they are extremely clear-headed.

This is the same as the duel on the rivers and lakes, when it comes to the edge of life and death, whoever loses his mind first between the two knights will enter the ghost gate one step ahead of the other party.

At the beginning in the town, the old hunter who was said to have seen a wolf the size of a cow once said that a wild wolf who had become a fine would not only put his front paws on a person's shoulder, but also call the other party's name, and once the other party turned around, he would bite off his neck directly.

In short, you must not turn back when you encounter this kind of thing.

The wolf demon behind him should have only been a spirit for a long time, although he can already take people's shoulders, but he can't call his name yet, so he can only attack when he turns back.

To find a way out of this situation, Nanji twisted his eyebrows, and his sideburns kept sweating in the already cold winter night.

I couldn't think of a way to break the situation, so I simply transferred my resentment to the side hall of the temple just a few steps away from him, the guy who let him go out to hunt but enjoyed the results.

This bastard, now that Bacheng is watching his jokes in the side hall, otherwise he can't feel what is going on at such a close distance? Usually you can find traces of demons and monsters from afar, but now why are you deaf and dumb.

Nan Er was resentful when he suddenly heard a sharp meow.

Meow –

Immediately after that, the two wolf claws on his shoulders that were originally unshakable were withdrawn in an instant, and the force that had been pressing Nan Er disappeared at the same time.

Nan Eryi bowed his body, rushed out in an instant like a string arrow, and then pulled out the long knife at his waist with lightning speed.

A blinding white light bloomed.

The back-trimmed knife was unsheathed, and with the anger that its master had been suppressing, it let out a roar that shook all directions.

Buzz –

A visible white crescent moon was slashed horizontally, and then the sound of flesh cracking apart could be heard, accompanied by whimpering and wailing.

The night was dark today, but the sword light was strangely blinding white.

It was as if it was not the sword light that was thrown, but the moon in the sky, except that the moonlight did not emit a soft white, but a faint blood red.

Accompanied by the wind, the smell of blood spreads in all directions.

Nan Er knew that the knife he slashed out in an instant had successfully slashed the other party, and judging from the sound, the other party's injury should not be light.

Only then did he dare to breathe a sigh of relief, and while rushing out just now, he slashed out behind him with his hand and intuition, and he was not sure if he could hit the other party.

It seems that luck is still on their side.

It's just that I don't know that I went into the mountains and forests to hunt and then walked back, and I have already encountered two strange things, not to mention the fake footprints before, at least there is no danger. But this time, I really met a wolf demon who will definitely eat people, and it's not certain whether it's life or death.

It's some kind of luck.

Instead of withdrawing his knife, he cautiously turned around and re-established his attacking stance. Although the other party was slashed just now, after all, it was not a human being, and I didn't know how much the wound would affect it.

But by the light of the long knife in his hand, he faintly saw a huge figure fall to the ground, and it was only because the color of its fur was almost integrated with the current dark night, so it was difficult to recognize.

It looked like a wolf, but it was much bigger than the average wolf in the mountains and forests, and if you didn't look closely, you thought it was a calf that had fallen to the ground.

The wolf demon's abdomen was cut open with a small wound, and the broken flesh kept wriggling, and the foul blood gushed out and gathered into a small puddle on the ground.

It struggled and tried to get up, but the wound on its abdomen was not shallow, the blood could not be stopped at all, and the huge sharp claws laboriously pulled on the ground a few times before it staggered to its feet.

The two scarlet eyes looked like two shrunken lanterns in the dark night, and the red light shone on Nanji's face.

"Drink!"

Nan Er slashed with his knife, and it was not running towards the top of the giant wolf's head, but at its left front paw. The wolf is a creature that has always been called a copper-headed, iron-boned tofu waist, and when the hunters in the mountains and forests fight wolves, they use long forks to attack the soft waist and abdomen of the wolf.

Click!

The back-grain knife is indestructible, not to mention iron bones, even if it is made of real dark iron, it is still as simple as cutting vegetables.

Nanji used only one knife to cut off the front paws of the giant wolf, and then when the opponent's body was unstable and about to fall, he stabbed the wolf in the jaw.

The wolf only had time to let out a wail, and then it fell completely into the dust and lost its life.

Whew-

It was only at this time that Nan Er was truly relieved, he looked at the fallen wolf corpse, looked at its eyes that had dimmed, and was sure that the other party would not come back to life.

Although it seems to be dangerous, in fact, the odds of victory are still on Nan Er's side, if the other party hadn't pressed on his shoulders to make a sneak attack at the beginning, but a face-to-face fight, Nan Er would have won.

This wolf demon should have just opened his mind, although he can trick pedestrians in the mountains and forests to eat, but he can't use witchcraft yet, it's just a huge wolf.

"Phew, I'll just say something is wrong here."

After Nan Er was sure that the giant wolf was dead, he retracted the knife into the sheath with confidence, and then wiped the sweat from his forehead, and complained unhappily.

How long did it take him to come to this ruined temple, then go to find wild game to make tooth sacrifices, and then come back here? But this weird thing is one after another, there are deceptive fake footprints in the front, and now there is a giant wolf who can put his shoulder on his shoulder, who knows what will be behind it......

Meow~

The cat that had just broken the situation was made by the black cat, and she just got out of the side hall, and then gave a warning or threatening roar at the giant wolf, and then watched Nan two or three times to solve the giant wolf.

She squatted at the door of the ruined temple, boredly licking the hair on her paws.

Nan Er picked up the two pheasants that he had thrown out of the hands of the giant wolf before, and slapped them a few times casually, shaking off a few feathers and dust on the ground.

He walked to the door and raised the pheasant in his hand as if he were asking for merit from the black cat:

"Kitten, we've got something to eat tonight."

The black cat glanced at Nan Er with a very disdainful look, and then didn't pay any attention to him at all, and went straight back to the side hall on the left.

Nan Er touched his nose and scolded helplessly:

"Damn! Even cats don't give me face. ”

He pushed open the door of the side hall in three or two steps, and the already rotten wooden door made an overwhelming creak, almost shattering directly in Nan Er's hand.

Nan Er stood at the door and didn't rush in, and even looked at Xia Zhicicada who was sitting next to the fire with a little suspicion.

"You...... It can't be fake, right? ”

Why do you ask this, it's not because I've encountered too many weird things in a short period of time, and besides, there have been monsters pretending to be Xia Zhicicada before.

Hearing this, Xia Zhician just gave a big roll of his eyes, and then said angrily:

"Get in!"

"Oh."

With such a bad temper, there should be no doubt about the deity.

The flames in the fire were very strong, and the orange flames kept swaying in the improvised stone pile, and then occasionally a few restless sparks popped out.

Tick......

The pheasant is roasted by the fire, and the fat under the skin slowly melts, turning into oil and dripping down, and once it falls into the fire, it causes the flames to jump, accompanied by the sound of the branches burning and breaking.

Nan Er turned the branch with the roast chicken in his hand, and then glanced at Xia Zhicicada, who was there with the old god opposite him, and asked without words:

"Are we really going to spend the night here?"

"What's the matter, I'm scared now. When I left Jiangcheng, didn't I still pat my chest and say, can I see more demons and monsters with me? ”

Xia Zhicicada slowly exhaled a breath of white air.

He spent almost all of his time except for rushing to eat to repair his meridians like a sieve, and since he left Jiangcheng, he has finally repaired several major meridians, but there is still a long way to go before he fully recovers.

"But it's so wicked here, you don't know, I almost hit the wall when I was hunting pheasants, and then I ran into the wolf at the door that the old hunter said would take his shoulder, and almost lost my life again......"

Nan Er looked at Xia Zhiciao's flat face, a little indignant, he looked at the pheasant that was almost roasted in his hand, and took a bite directly to his mouth.

"it, whew—it's hot!"

The freshly grilled chicken has a crispy texture like a frying because of the chicken skin that has been soaked in melted fat, and the chicken inside is even hotter.

He didn't taste it at all, but burned his tongue.

"Don't worry, no one will rob you."

Xia Zhician also took out the salt shaker that Nan Er had been carrying from the baggage and handed it to the other party, after all, roast chicken has no taste, and it will be delicious if salt is added.

"Whew—you're not eating?"

Nan Er looked at the other pheasant that was still on top of the fire, and found that Xia Zhician had no intention of making a move at all.

He pinched out a pinch of fine salt from the salt shaker, carefully touched the roast chicken, and then took another bite, and the fat and tender meat of the pheasant combined with the simplest salty taste burst out in his mouth.

I ate one in three or two clicks, and threw the chicken bones aside.

"I won't eat it, you can eat it all."

Xia Zhician looked at Nan Er, who was gobbling up, and took the initiative to hand his roast chicken to the other party, and then said inexplicably:

"Eat more, when you have your strength in the evening......"

"Huh?"