The night is as cold as water.

Above the sky, the bright moon hangs high, and the faint moonlight sprinkles down, draping a layer of silver gauze for this endless mountain range.

After nightfall, the 100,000 mountains gradually become cold, and the endless cold air slowly spreads through the forest along the flow of air, gradually filling the mountains.

The waterfall in the "boom" valley is more dazzling under the illumination of the moonlight, like the Milky Way hanging upside down, and like the roar of the silver dragon, bombarding down, wrapped in the power of ten thousand jun, how to fall into the waterhole below, making a deafening roar.

At the mouth of the valley of the small valley, Han Chen stood quietly, frowning slightly as he looked at the white figure by the waterhole in the depths of the valley, he didn't understand why she was here.

After standing slightly, Han Chen lifted his footsteps and walked towards the valley.

Call!

The biting cold wind slowly blew in the valley, and the branches around him swayed gently, and the branches and leaves rubbed against each other, making a crisp 'rustle' sound, and at the same time, Han Chen's clothes were slowly shaking.

Han Chen held the Mo Han Sword tightly in his palm and walked slowly. His face was full of wariness, and his gaze swept over the white-clothed figure from time to time, and then shifted, quickly casting it around the valley.

Although he had already spotted the white-clothed figure, it didn't mean that Han Chen could let his guard down.

The rich smell of blood lingered on the tip of Han Chen's nose as the air flowed, making Han Chen have to be more vigilant. In the midst of these 100,000 mountains, relaxation means death. Another thing was that he wasn't familiar with the white figure.

Or rather, he's seen each other. And the other party has not seen him. Between the two, it's not even a one-sided relationship.

Why did the other party appear here, what is the character of the other party, and when he entered the 100,000 mountains, was it also with those mercenaries and warriors to search for and capture him?

These Han Chen didn't know what to do, so Han Chen had to be vigilant, and Han Chen could be regarded as having seen and heard about the other party's strength. If the other party wants to capture him. Han Chen admitted to himself that except for the words of the Samadhi True Fire, he was not even sure that Yicheng would escape.

Therefore, before figuring out the situation, Han Chen would not relax his vigilance in his heart.

Suddenly. Han Chen's footsteps stopped. Looking up at a jungle not far away. There, there was a spider with a pitch-black body, and this spider was quite large. It's the size of two adult men.

It's just that at this time, this huge pitch-black spider has long lost its life, eight slender spider legs like spears, stretched weakly, the pitch-black head is hanging on the ground, and the huge body is covered with several long sword marks, each of which is extremely deadly, and there are even two, and it almost cut its body in half.

The stench of blood trickled down from the wounds on its body like a stream, staining the ground beneath it with a scarlet color, apparently having just died.

"Eight-legged black wolf spider?" Looking at this huge spider that had not been dead for a long time, Han Chen's pupils shrank slightly, he took a light breath, and exclaimed.

Although the sky was slightly dark at this time, with the faint moonlight, Han Chen still recognized this big guy who was too big.

The eight-legged black tarantula is a third-order demonic beast, and its strength is among the top among the third-order, and the eight spider legs that are as sharp as spears dance, like a tornado, are overwhelming, and they are completely overwhelming.

And this is just a big guy standing at the top of the third order, in the eyes of the mercenaries, its threat is no less than that of some fourth-order demonic beasts.

The real reason is that in addition to the extremely strong strength of this eight-legged black tarantula, it is also because this big guy is also a highly poisonous beast.

The eight spider legs, as long as they are lightly scratched, even if they only cut through the flesh, it means that the battle is over, and its poison is so strong that it can kill people in just over half an hour. Even if it is a strong person in the Sword Spirit Realm, he can't resist it at all.

Not only the spider's legs, but every inch of its body contains extremely strong toxins, and any physical contact will be contaminated with poison.

The strength of this eight-legged black tarantula can be seen.

Han Chen raised his head and quickly glanced around. This small valley is not large, and only this small jungle can hide in the valley, and the rest of the place is flat and visible at a glance.

"She killed this big guy?" After a few breaths, Han Chen, who had no other discoveries, turned his head to look at the white figure lying quietly by the waterhole not far in front of him, and said with a face full of surprise.

Han Chen was also relatively clear about the horror of this eight-legged black tarantula, even if he encountered it by a sword spirit powerhouse, if it was not necessary, he would choose to take a detour. After all, no one would trouble this big guy with thorns all over his body for no reason.

Shaking his head, although Han Chen didn't want to believe that that white figure could kill this big guy who was not even far from a sword spirit powerhouse, but judging from the current situation, it seemed that this was the case.

After all, there was no one else in the valley but her.

Although I don't know exactly what happened, it seems that she should have been chased and killed by the eight-legged black tarantula, and under the defeat, she retreated while fighting, and inadvertently, she came to this small valley, and after finding that there was no way out, she fought to the death with the eight-legged black tarantula, and finally killed it, but it seems that she herself was not lightly injured.

Thinking of this, Han Chen's eyes froze slightly, his palm flipped over, and the dark Mo Han Sword swirled slightly in his palm, and then with a 'choking' sound, it was accurately classified into the scabbard behind his back.

Putting away the Mo Han Sword, Han Chen quickly came to the side of the white figure with a lift of his footsteps.

I saw the woman in white lying weakly on her side next to the pool, her long black hair was scattered, covering most of her face, and she couldn't see her face clearly, and her white arms stretched out from her sleeves and put them in the pool, swinging gently with the floating surface of the water.

"Sure enough, it's her!" Looking at the woman in front of him, Han Chen's eyes flashed slightly, and he said softly.

If he had some guesses before, now he was very sure.

The woman in front of her was the woman in white she saw on the way back from the purple-eyed lion tiger mountain peak that day.

"Although this girl killed the eight-legged black tarantula, she also had the toxin of the eight-legged black tarantula in her body!" At this time, Guiguzi appeared beside Han Chen and said softly.

"Hmm!" Han Chen nodded slightly.

At this time, the woman's breath was very weak, and on the arm stretched out from the sleeve, a faint trace of black gas could be faintly seen, obviously poisoned.

"This woman has not been poisoned for a long time, and if you use Samadhi True Fire to drive away poison and cure it, it will be too late!" Guiguzi said again at this time.

"To save or not to save?" (To be continued......

PS: (The relatives finally went back, and Thirteen hurried to code the word.) The first update is sent, and the thirteenth continues to code the second update!)