Volume 1 Southern Boys Chapter 47: Perching in the Wild
With the complete exposure of the veil, the woman's appearance was also buried in the night, dressed in black, although she hid it well, not revealing her female body, the white lips of the night made her show the grace of the slim.
"What's your name?" Funeral Night couldn't help but lose his mind as he looked at this beautiful woman of his own age, even though the latter had been following him just now.
"Hey, hey, get down to business. When the elder heard the words of the funeral night, he immediately smiled bitterly in his heart, he was parasitic in the funeral night body, and he could more or less feel the emotions of the other party, and said with a joking reproach.
"Chilling. The simple two words spat out neatly under her lips without the slightest hesitation.
"Cough, cough~ Chill-hearted girl...", he responded to the voice of the elder in a low voice, and immediately said in the night of the funeral, "Who is the force behind you? Why are you following me." ”
Hearing Funeral Night asked in a low tone, compared to the previous ruthless moves, the black-clothed woman named Chill Heart looked at Funeral Night with bright eyes flashing and said, "Hmph, the forces behind this girl are not something you can afford to provoke, fortunately you didn't attack me just now, otherwise you will be in a big disaster." ”
With a chilling sound, he continued: "I am a member of the Heaven Dou Sect, and I am only ordered to follow your traces. ”
"Heaven Dou Sect... The organizer of the Puppet Master Alliance this time!" muttered in a low voice, Funeral Night seemed to know the other party's situation.
"Then are they also from the Heaven Dou Sect?" Funeral Night echoed, pointing to the other five black-clothed men who had just been shot down by him.
"They're people from another force, and I don't know who they are. Hanxin said, looking at the young man with a young face in front of him, obviously younger than himself, and now he is no longer as angry as he was just now, his appearance is delicate and powerful, which aroused her interest, and she couldn't help but show interest on her cheeks, "Little brother, I didn't expect you to have such terrifying strength at a young age, I can reveal you, our elders seem to appreciate you, but they are interested in you, and they want to pull you into our sect before they order me to follow you." ”
Han Xin said, and added with a snort, "Of course, this is just my personal speculation. "Han Xin followed the Nine Elders down the mountain and out of the sect, she already knew from before she set off that the purpose of this time was to go to Biluo City to recruit new students.
"I advise you to leave quickly, don't you know that your whereabouts just now have been completely exposed!? Not only our Heaven Dou Sect, but now there are already opposing forces on the road rushing to this side. Seeing that the funeral night was silent, he persuaded coldly.
As the pearl of the palace under the royal power sect, Hanxin also made her proud to enter the top sect under the Six Fingers Peak, the Heaven Dou Sect, because of her family power and her own strength, and did not officially conduct a quality assessment of tracking and detecting soul people, so that her behavior in dealing with it still has a princess style.
Maybe it was the freshness of the contrast between her before and after the funeral night, or maybe it was the bright and unique people of her generation who came into contact with her life, and Han Xin seemed to have forgotten that she was currently a soul detector who was the ninth elder of the Heaven Dou Sect.
"Hmph, if that's the case, maybe we'll see each other again. The funeral night also responded in the conversation with the elder, and then the soles of his feet slammed towards the bricks and tiles of the eaves and ran towards the western suburbs of Biluo City with a strong wind, and in this volley night, he did not forget to turn around and wave back with a smile and said, "Goodbye, cold girl." ”
Riding the wind, I saw Funeral Night whispering to the elder: "Hey, why are you old man not in a hurry at all, let me hurry so tepidly, aren't you afraid that the group of Spirit Manifestation Realm powerhouses behind you will find our traces?"
"What are you afraid of, there is a teacher! Elder Zun's slightly hearty voice faded out, "Don't you notice, these forces don't have much malice towards us, if they really want to do something to us, why bother sending these dolls to track us, just do it yourself." ”
Elder Zun continued, "Obviously, they are somewhat implicated and have some kind of fear, and they mostly send out invitations to let the puppeteers they have chosen in their hearts take the initiative to join them, and they generally cannot be forced by force. ”
"Hey~ Old man, it seems true that you say that!" Funeral Night sat on a treetop, holding the pillar with his left hand and dragging his chin slightly with his right hand.
"So, why did they amplify the momentum of the tournament held by the Puppet Master Alliance, why did they send so many of their men to Yiyi, and similarly, why did they give you the invitation letter and the Ring and other treasures. The venerable elder responded to the muttering of the funeral night, and the sentences displayed were in order to further confirm and let the funeral night understand the words just mentioned, "So, don't panic, as long as our ghost hands are not exposed, the problem should not be very big." ”
"Hmph, after all that, what should we do next? Go back to the city?" Funeral Night replied to the elder, who had fallen from the treetops in the middle of the sentence, patted the dust and weeds on his body, shrugged his shoulders and said loosely.
"The city must not be able to go back in the last two days, now the forces in the city are densely packed, and the patrol guards are also several times the normal situation before, they must have a lot of forces to mobilize these patrols, and the patrol team will definitely be able to easily know our whereabouts with the blessing of the royal realm, and now going back is undoubtedly self-defeating, our every move will be completely peeped at by them, and the secrets on our bodies will also be exposed, so don't think about the road back to the city." "The Elder Void gradually transformed from the gas in the eyes of the Burial Nighthawk, he analyzed.
"Then we are going to sleep in this wilderness tonight?" said on the funeral night, his back felt a slight itch, and the wild ridge on the outskirts of Biluo City could be described as overgrown with weeds and insects.
As a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, all kinds of mosquitoes and poisonous beasts are very ferocious, thinking of this, he can't help but think of the unpretentious but extremely warm and comfortable bed pillow in the hotel room.
"Hey, I said you kid, after enjoying the comfort of the city for a few days, you forgot your previous life as a hunter?" Elder Zun smiled bitterly when he heard this, "In the future, there will be more difficult conditions and harsh environments for you to overcome in your training, so where is this? Don't be pretentious, and prepare to go ahead to find a fast and flat place to set up camp." ”
He knew in his heart that the funeral night was just a joke at this time, through the experience of the puppeteer competition, the process and the story that happened made the latter feel a little proud in his heart, the acquisition of puppetry, the communication with his peers like Mu Xi, the quarterfinals of the competition, the joy of winning the battle, and the gift of the ring and the olive branch extended by all parties...
The old man was wandering, glancing and squinting, and sure enough, the corners of his mouth were slightly outlined at this time on the night of the funeral, and it could be seen that he was very satisfied with the experience and harvest of the past few days.
As for the champion of the puppeteer contest, there are all kinds of rewards, but they are just clouds in the eyes of the funeral night. Under the influence of the values of the mysterious teacher of Zun Lao, the so-called close to Zhu Zhechi, the gaze and pattern of the funeral night are no longer as rural as when the two first came into contact.
Looking back at the bushy suburbs behind me, I didn't know that the burial night had gone several kilometers deep. Finally, when he felt that it was almost there, he saw him jump into the treetops, and his soul power flashed with blue soul light in the soles of his feet, and he rushed to a big tree with a wide field of vision like a spirit monkey.
"Just choose this place!" sighed with excitement on the night of the funeral, and in the eagle's eye, behind a small stone hill in the chaotic stone hill, an open flat bottom fell into his eyes.
Falling to the ground with the sound of selection, he briefly told the elder about the specific idea of camping, and walked slowly towards the target on the night of the funeral. I couldn't help but feel that in the flat ground, the lush green weeds plopped the boots of the funeral night.
After a simple shake and detour, the funeral night finally came to the open space behind this small stone hill, and there was a stream about half a kilometer from this flat place, although it was in the direction of the stream, but compared to other areas, it was already a good choice.
This is also the experience that Burial Night has accumulated as a hunter for more than ten years, and when he doesn't talk much, it is getting late, and he begins to pick up firewood to build what he needs for tonight's life.