Early the next morning, the people began to reorganize their equipment, and the monks repeatedly warned everyone to be careful. Today is the last day of the autumn hunt, and I will return tomorrow, and I am worried that someone will be separated, and I have repeatedly informed the direction of the return trip, and I have to tell you again in detail.

The group set off, still walking up the stream. Along the way, they encountered a few unlucky monsters who came to the stream to drink water, and everyone went up to attack randomly, and they were instantly beaten without any breath.

There were a lot fewer medicinal herbs on the road, and only a dozen of them were found after walking far away, and one person could not get one. Moreover, there are not many monsters here, so you need to look carefully if you want to find them.

This canyon is not closed, and there will be large and small exits at short intervals, and I don't know where it leads. Anyway, their team is walking along the stream, killing the demon beast when they see it, and returning the same way when they go back, so that they won't get lost and miss the return trip.

There are fewer and fewer demon beasts in Yulu, and it will take a long time to find one, which is not enough for each person to shoot once. So a few squads began to leave the brigade and search the neighborhood, but they didn't get too far away, not to mention, they found one to kill after a while, so that more people were ready to move.

Several monks looked at each other, and simply let everyone disperse to hunt demons, but they should not be too far away, they must be within sight.

A group of people scattered into more than a dozen squads with a bang, searching in twos and threes nearby. Fang Yan and Fang Chengyi were still together, a few feet away from the cliff, and searched carefully, they didn't dare to go to those deep ravines and caves, but some shallow caves, or small rifts that were not deep, they carefully explored.

Towards noon, they were lucky enough to find a nest of blue-blooded toads in a hidden cave, killed two large ones, and captured four small ones alive, which Li Fang carefully placed in a box and brought them back.

This toad's body is useless, but the blood is a good thing, which can be used to refine several pills, and can also be used with several other things to make cinnabar for drawing talismans, which is very valuable. According to Li Fang, the blood of those two big toads alone is worth thirty spirit stones, and those small ones can also be sold to the Royal Beast Family, which is worth a lot of spirit stones.

The people next to him were all envious, and then they ran to search with shouts, and with the noise and laughter from time to time, an autumn hunt slowly became like an autumn outing.

Several monks were actually not idle, from time to time they used their divine senses to explore the surroundings, and as long as they felt that there was no danger nearby, they would also kill one or two demon beasts of some value from time to time. Hunting demons all the way down, today is the most relaxing one.

At dusk, everyone came to a wide high slope, under which two streams of water crossed over, and there were large stones piled up on the slope, and there was a very large stone on the top, with a radius of nearly ten zhang, and the size of an acre. This is also the most open place near the canyon, no less than ten miles at a glance, and there are more than ten exits on both sides of the cliffs, like a traffic artery.

There is a small clump of low shrubs on the slope, and the large rock above it is a natural campsite. Soon all the people came to the boulder, and they were excited to clean up their harvest.

A bonfire was lit, and people gathered around the fire to roast food, drink wine, and talk about the affairs of the house. Tomorrow is going back, and today's harvest is very good, and the most rare thing is that the tense mood can be relaxed and relaxed a little.

Slowly, the surroundings quieted down, and Fang Yan lay down beside his father and fell asleep early.

In the middle of the night, Fang Yan was woken up by a loud shout, and in a daze, he felt that his father was pulling him close to the fire, and at this time the man was throwing pieces of dry wood into the fire, desperately trying to make the fire prosperous. Fang Tong helped Fang Yan pack up his things in three clicks and two clicks, and then several monks gathered around and discussed something nervously.

Seeing this, Fang Yan's heart tightened, and he hurriedly looked around at the moonlight, only to see a large group of black shadows around the hillside, and a pair of heart-palpitating dark green eyes. "It's the red spotted wolf, a big pack of red spotted wolves. Before the dialect could be carefully recognized, a trembling voice was heard next to him.

This is bad, when he came, Fang Kun repeatedly warned against the several demon beasts that he would provoke, among them was this red-spotted wolf, this kind of demon wolf lived in groups, had strong attack power, and was good at cooperating, especially good at night attacks. But if you don't provoke them, it doesn't mean that they won't provoke you, and Fang Kun, who has the highest cultivation, is not here, and the highest cultivation among the three cultivators here is the middle stage of Qi refining.

The three monks discussed for a long time, but they couldn't come up with a good plan, and they looked worried. The crowd was even more panicked.

"Keep all close to the fire, and don't mess around. The monk in the middle stage of Qi cultivation who led the way said in a deep voice: "Hold on until dawn, and then come to find a way out, and no one is allowed to act rashly from now on." ”

After leaving so far, send a message back and wait for support, at least until dawn, and now I have to rely on myself. Everyone's hearts are full of bitterness, yesterday's good mood has disappeared without a trace, it is really happy and sad.

"Elder, there is not much dry firewood, I don't know if I can hold on until dawn. A timid voice came, and everyone fell silent, making the man even more bewildered.

This red-spotted wolf is naturally afraid of fire, if the fire is still there, it is expected to wrestle with them until dawn, and then come back to find a way out, now this news is really not at the right time, everyone is regretting that they did not pick up more dry firewood last night.

In the firelight, the blood-lost faces were reflected, and some people couldn't stop trembling.

Half an hour later, the red spotted wolves were already howling impatiently, circling around the dirt bag. There were still a few hours before dawn, and there was not much firewood left, and someone was too nervous just now and threw too much dry wood into the fire.

It was difficult to rush out, and there were hundreds of demon wolves outside, which was quite a large wolf pack. It's too dark now, and the monk's divine consciousness is also far away, and it can't be covered if it's too far.

"There is no way, only to rush out, everyone listens to my orders, wait for all to disperse and break through, and go to the valley mouth when they come to gather the night after tomorrow, and do not wait for the time to come. Everybody hears me clearly!" Then several experienced samurai wrapped strips of cloth soaked in oil around wooden sticks layer by layer, making torches and distributing them to everyone's hands.

After observing for a moment, the three monks each led some people and rushed out from three directions, and Fang Yan followed closely behind Fang Tong at this time. The three monks kept sending out fireball spells, activating fire-attribute talismans one after another, and rushed out along the firelight, and the disciples behind them followed closely.

The wolves seemed to be commanded by someone to divide into three groups at once, and surrounded them from a distance, and yesterday they were still hunting in teams, and it didn't take long for them to be besieged as prey, which is really unpredictable.

Fang Tong took more than ten people, under the cover of the firelight all the way, and rushed out dozens of zhang away, but soon, the fierce wolves surrounded them, not to mention nearly a hundred. These demon wolves are not blindly rushing, but very strategic, with a clear division of labor, just like the dialect they hunt demons, interspersed and ran back and forth among more than ten people, trailing and interfering, and did not fight with people to the death, and seemed to be extremely patient.

On the one hand, everyone had to flee for their lives, and on the other hand, they had to deal with the harassment of the wolves back and forth, and their physical strength was very much consumed for a while. This is the tactic of the wolf pack, quickly dodge when encountering an attack, divide the opponent, quickly consume the opponent's physical strength, and finally surround and annihilate him. Knowing that they want to conserve their physical strength, but under the siege of these demon wolves, a group of people can only save their lives with all their might, where can they take care of consumption.

With the tacit cooperation of the wolves, more than ten people were quickly dispersed, and Fang Yi was in a hurry, casting spells with one hand and pulling dialects with the other, and ran straight to the cliff. In the darkness, only dozens of fires were seen, which spread more and more, and gradually disappeared.

Only five people were not scattered, and followed Fang Tong to the edge of the cliff, with their backs against the cliff, and everyone gathered the torches in a circle and confronted the wolves. As the crowd dispersed, the wolves also dispersed, chasing after everyone and biting tightly, and at this time there were still thirty or forty demon wolves surrounding them, and they were very cunning, and they also knew to alternate cover when attacking, and they could only hurt them at most with all their might, but it was difficult to kill them.

At this time, Fang Tong shouted: "Follow me!" With a sword, he killed a red-spotted wolf, clinging to the cliff wall and quickly pulling the dialect, and rushing forward. A few people ran like this for half an hour, and gradually felt physically exhausted, the torches were about to be extinguished, and the wolves were chasing after them, if it weren't for Fang Tong's spell that made them suffer losses, I was afraid that they would have rushed up long ago, the situation was becoming more and more critical at the moment, and maybe there would be casualties the next moment.

At this moment, they inadvertently ran to a rift valley, which was full of such places, and they didn't know if there was any danger in it, but now they couldn't care about it, and several people were chased and ran in.

I don't know how long this rift is, anyway, a few people ran forward like this close to the side, and the wolves rushed up from time to time, and were repelled by several people together, but after a while, they chased after them again.

Not long after, the torches were extinguished, and each of them was somewhere, and the dialect was separated from them in the dark. At this time, there were still seven or eight red-spotted wolves following closely behind him, and Fang Yan didn't dare to turn back, and used his body to run the dark night wind with all his might, and kept avoiding the siege of the wolves in the dark, and escaped all the way.

After a long time of escaping, he was extremely tired physically and mentally, and what was worse was that his internal strength was almost none, so he could only run on two feet like an ordinary person. A few red-spotted wolves seemed to be in a dialect dilemma, and they intensified their pursuit and interception in the dark, and suddenly accelerated their speed. The tongue's heart was mentioned in his throat, and he secretly complained bitterly.

Suddenly, a cool air, just like last time, swam all over the body without warning, and suddenly the dialect's body was full of qi and blood, and in an instant, it seemed that there was infinite strength, and even the fatigue dissipated a lot. The practice of the dark night wind immediately worked to the extreme, with the night as the background, the dialect was like a gust of wind, and it escaped more than ten zhang away in a few flashes.

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