Sometimes, Yan Boy really doesn't look like a living person.

He was muttering here, and Yan Saburo opened his eyes suddenly:

"It's coming. ”

Shi Congyi didn't bother to ask him how he knew, so he leaned to the window first. The wooden windows of the house they chose faced the river, and the people in the house could see directly through the gaps in the trees.

Now, of course, it's a solid ice.

At this time, the bright moon has sunk in the west, and the night sky is even more gloomy. Fortunately, Shi Congyi and Yan Saburo both have excellent eyesight, and at this time, they saw that on the river ice ten zhang away, there was an abnormality in the picture scroll.

It swayed in the night wind, which was not surprising. But then a blood-red claw stretched out and pressed it on the scroll!

The palm also has five fingers, the same as a human, but the pointed armor on each finger is two inches long. Besides, the palm of this hand is three sizes larger than that of a human adult man.

The claws are propped up on the painting shaft, as if borrowing force.

Then, a monster jumped out of the scroll and stood on the ice!

It stands up straight, and its height is at least one foot or more. If you don't see it personally, Shi Congyi can't imagine how it jumped out of the three-square-foot picture scroll.

Even if I had been photographed in the Red Crossbow Snow Mountain, now that I look at it, I still feel a chill rising from the bottom of my heart.

The deepest nightmare monster is no different.

The monster jumped out of the picture scroll and looked left and right, as if looking for something. The blood-red eyes shone like a spotlight, and Shi subconsciously looked away from the wing, not looking at it.

But as soon as he turned his head, he saw Yan Saburo staring at the monster in the river for a moment.

The faint light from outside the window came in, illuminating the boy's eyes a little transparently. His eyes were calm and steady, with the power to calm people's hearts.

It was as if he wasn't staring at a terrifying man-eating troll, but just a frolicking fish.

Shi Congyi secretly snorted to himself, but he still crawled out of the sea of corpses and blood, in terms of guts, is he not even as good as a hairy boy?

He looked out the window again, and saw the monster raise his head and sniff a few times, as if catching the smell of the air, and then snorted heavily, like a horse, and let out a cloud of white steam.

This monster that popped out of the painting is really flesh and blood. Shi Congyi looked at it in amazement.

Immediately after, the eyeballs on its forehead turned independently, looking southeast. The monster immediately turned around and sped southeast.

It has short upper limbs and long lower limbs, and it can run like a human, but at an infinitely fast speed. With the sound of blades of grass, it was already far away.

Yan Saburo jumped out of the wooden window and said in a low voice, "I'll keep an eye on it, you guys hurry up and keep up." With that, he didn't look back and chased after him.

After only a few breaths, he disappeared into the dark jungle.

The eight veins of the Qi Jing have opened up the five veins, and now his speed is faster than that of a galloping horse. Seeing the monster running up the mountain, the top of which was steep and difficult for the horse to walk, he simply chased after it with his legs.

A wisp of red smoke accompanied him and went away together.

Shi Congyi whistled, turned his head and ran to the forest farm, untying his horse.

The horses he had prepared for this operation were all good horses, and they had the ability to travel eight hundred at night, and they were just right to use them at this moment.

A group of more than ten people turned over and ran east.

The monster was awakened by the killing, so at this moment eighty percent went to chase the fish that slipped through the net the night before.

Catch up with it, and you can find Princess Xuanping!

The night was vast and there were many obstacles, so Shi Congyi didn't dare to whip up, so he had to ride his horse carefully. He wondered why this monster looked different from what he had seen in the Red Ballista Mountain.

Blades of grass are sprinkling, and Yan Saburo walks through the forest.

Chitose urged in his ear: "Hurry up, hurry up, or let me take you for a ride?"

"No!" he refused without blinking, and took another breath. The six real dragon dragons swam and became alive and well. After twelve became six, Yan Saburo's command of them became much smoother. Although these guys usually fight endlessly, they can also work together at a critical juncture and unify the spearhead to the outside world.

Compared to the first level, this makes Yan Saburo's true power operation extremely efficient. He walked through the forest like the wind, and put a light talisman on himself, which was not much slower than the monster in front of him.

Although the gap between the two sides is still getting farther and farther, with Chitose to show the way, he is not afraid to lose.

This kid is getting more and more capable. The red smoke simply perched on his shoulder, allowing him to carry himself forward. Six or seven years ago, he was just an ordinary little beggar, and it was up to her to carry him forward, but now he could carry her in turn.

Alas, time is unforgiving.

Chitose sighed secretly, and suddenly felt that something was wrong: how did this old man's emotion come out?

Yan Saburo was engrossed in following her, naturally she didn't know that she was thinking: "Where are you going?"

"Huh?" she came back to her senses, "left front, left!"

At this time, Yan Saburo had already followed the monster over the peak and swooped into the valley below. The thing walked in a straight line, ignoring the obstacles along the way, and he had to follow. Shi Congyi and the others rode horses to chase, so they had to make a big circle and spend a lot of time.

Fortunately, after Yan Saburo re-leveled the ground, he would leave a sign to guide the pursuers forward.

Soon after running further, there was a light on the slope ahead, which stood out in the pre-dawn darkness.

There was just one lamp, hanging alone at the gate of the small mountain village. On top of that, the whole village is immersed in winter dreams.

Chitose stretched out his hand and pointed at it, and his voice was more solemn: "The monster has entered the village." ”

Yan Saburo was silent, and jumped directly from the cliff on the side of the slope.

The drop is nearly fifteen zhang, but this is a shortcut.

He had already taken a good look, and when he was three feet above the ground, he accurately grasped a small tree sticking out diagonally.

"Boom", the branches shook, and he jumped to the ground.

Ahead is the village.

He was about to run closer when there was a sudden cracking sound in the village, as if someone had broken down the door.

This was followed by a burst of ping-pong.

Yan Saburo's eyes were slightly condensed, and he no longer approached, but jumped to the nearest big tree.

As soon as he stood up, a black shadow rushed out of a house in the village, and instead of fleeing out, he rushed towards a giant banyan tree in the village.

Despite the darkness of the night and the speed of his life, Yan Saburo still had a rough look at his face:

Thin face, small eyes, plain face, age is about thirty or forty years old.

This appearance is exactly the same as the robber described by Zhang Hancui.

That's him.

The house he was living in was less than five feet from the tree, and at his speed, he jumped out of the window and walked two more steps to get there. But at that moment, the Three-Eyed Monster also rushed out of the house, clawing at the back of his heart.

If he grasps it this time, he will become a careless person.

But the man didn't look back, pressed his left hand on the trunk of the tree, and seemed to let out a low cry.

A green light flashed, and the man was gone.

At that time, the monster just rushed to it, and it ended up with a claw swinging into the air.