The sunlight cleared up, as if trying to dispel the fog in the forest, but it made the forest seem more and more blurry. The depths of the misty jungle seem to hold untold secrets that beckon the curious to explore.

Alan walked carefully through the Forest of Death, his shoes crunching against the dead leaves on the ground, sinking limply into the dented pits, and then returning a moment later as if nothing had happened.

From time to time there was the roar of demonic beasts in the depths of the forest, there were apes and tigers, wolves and cranes, ancient trees were shaken and trembled, and the well-textured leaves of the trees fell down in front of his eyes and shoulders, and then settled on the ground, accumulating day after day, and precipitation year after year.

Although Alan walked very carefully, but such a big person, even if he was careful, he would make some sounds, and Allen, who was looking for a battle opponent everywhere at the moment, did not know that he had been targeted as a prey.

These are a pair of cold eyes, cruel, tyrannical, without a trace of mercy, without any emotion, everything in the world seems to be gray in its eyes.

It pricked up its ears and listened for a moment, then raised its head and sniffed vigorously in the wind, then bent down and jumped lightly onto a stout ancient tree, without making a sound, and its perfect movements were impeccable. Through the dense foliage, observe the movement ahead.

The forest is very quiet, only the crunch of Alan himself stepping on the dead leaves, or the occasional few animal calls, gradually Alan found that something is wrong, the surroundings are too quiet, the silence is a little terrible, Alan knows, if it is in the mountains, this is definitely a sign of danger, generally speaking, there are only two situations in the mountains or when the forest is particularly quiet, one is late at night, and the other is when the heavy rain is about to pour.

Alan glanced up at the sky, the sun was rising, the clouds were fading, and I believed that it would not be long before the bright sun would shine on the earth, and it could not be rain. Except for the possibility of rain, then there is only another possibility.

Alan Zhilu, who has lived in the mountains since he was a child, generally speaking, when fierce beasts hunt, that is, before attacking, they will hide silently, beasts are different from humans, even when facing the weakest prey, beasts will be careful to lurk, and then suddenly attack.

Alan knew that something was wrong, and the silence at the moment was likely to be a precursor to an attack by an unknown demonic beast. Alan unconsciously tightened the woodcutter in his hand, his heart was much more cautious, and his pace slowed down.

"Wow!"

"What is the sound of something speeding through the leaves!" Alan quickly distinguished, and looked up reflexively, a pale cyan blade of air shot towards Allen. The speed was very fast, and the pale cyan air blade loomed in the air, and in a blink of an eye, it was in front of Allen's body, and the target was Allen's chest.

Alan was startled, and subconsciously erected the woodcutter, but it was too late, and the pale cyan qi blade instantly slashed in front of Allen's eyes, and did not receive any obstacles, and instantly cut through Allen's clothes. Alan could feel the sharp blade of qi eating into his skin, and the pain of being cut through the nerves instantly transmitted to Allen's brain.

Gritted his teeth violently, endured the pain, and used his mind to gather the fighting qi in his body like a chest. In Allen's body, when the energy of one red and one black received Allen's thoughts, it flowed very obediently, like a rush in his chest. "Bang!"

With a soft sound, a ball of blood burst out of Allen's chest, staining Allen's shirt red. Warm blood flowed out, Alan really dug into the existence of pain, while the pain, Alan also had a trace of happiness in his heart, being able to know the pain of the Dao means that the injury is not too serious. Alan Zhilu said that when the speed of the attack is particularly fast, sometimes people who slash through the skin will not feel pain.

I tried to run the fighting qi in my body, and it was still very active, and the river was endless. Alan knew that just when he was knocked down by that pale cyan qi blade, the two attributes in his body played a great role, especially the dark attribute of the fighting qi, which offset a large part of the attack, if it weren't for the two fighting qi, Alan estimated that he was very likely to have been pierced in the chest. ,

"Whoosh!"

A cold wind hit behind him, Allen immediately shrank his head, and then rolled on the ground, and the cold wind swept over Allen's head, scaring Allen into a cold sweat. He struck on the ground, stood up, and stared at the demonic beast that suddenly appeared in front of him to sneak up on him.

It was a gray wolf-like beast with a strong body, its gray fur shining, and its hard wolf roots standing up. The two hind legs have abundant muscles, and they seem to be very good at jumping, with a huge body almost the size of an ordinary tiger, a pair of cold eyes, a murderous spirit, and sharp claws that grip the ground tightly, ready to pounce. The mouth of the blood basin was wide open, and the sharp fangs were like cold stars in the night sky, exuding a little bit of coldness.

"What kind of monster is this? It looks like it's very difficult to deal with? Let's call it a gale wolf for the time being!" "Alan had only heard some wandering mercenaries and adventurers talk about monsters before, so he didn't know exactly what types of monsters were.

Gale Wolf seemed a little surprised that Eren was able to dodge his sneak attack, but his eyes were still cold, and that indifference was not born of hatred, but indifference to everything in the outside world that emanated from his bones. The Eren in front of him was just a prey for the Gale Wolf, an existence that could fill his stomach. Who would have a hatred for a food or something else?

Alan read the indifference in the Gale Wolf's eyes, and Alan knew in his heart that he couldn't expect the huge wolf in front of him to let him go. I have to find a way to save my life!

Suddenly, the Gale Wolf moved, its long body stretched backwards, and then, like a spring, instantly jumped up and rushed towards Allen. The dead leaves on the ground were puffed up, sprinkled into the sky, and fell again.

Looking at the grinning fangs and scarlet tongues, the gale wolf rushed over. Alan took a deep breath, stood steady on his feet, and held the woodcutter with both hands at the same time, making a posture of a god splitting a mountain. Facing the gale wolf that pounced on him, it seemed to split it into two parts, which was very powerful.