The three of them followed the sound and descended south along the hillside. The in this area is getting steeper and steeper, but there are still many spiky cedar trees growing on the slopes. Climbing these tree trunks all the way down, the icy and maddening weird scent they smelled grew stronger and stronger, and a figure appeared.
The woman was like a hanged ghost, dressed in a large dark cloak, was hung from a big tree with a light gray rope tied to her body, her head drooped aside, her hair hanging down, her mouth was always moaning "Help "Save me" seems to be the human language of the blood-refining tribe.
Yuegang was about to step forward, but was pulled by Yueying. The latter glanced around, then motioned for the two companions to look up. The three were shocked. It turns out that there are people hanging under many snow fir trees in this area, as if the trees are full of fruits.
The warning signs in the hearts of the three people. Yueying swept her spiritual consciousness around and found that these hanging people had no breath, only this woman was still alive. She was also a monk at the beginning, and she built the base two or so, but her breath was weak, her cultivation base was greatly damaged, and there was no threat.
"Who are you?" Yueying confirmed that there was no danger, and asked Yuegang and Yuelong to step forward and put the woman down. She was wrapped with a weird and extremely elastic gummy rope. Yuetaki took out the sharp blade, and finally cut the entangled rubber ropes and helped her sit up.
"I am a tribal witch." The woman who was put down whispered.
"Blood refiner?" Yueying only noticed that the dead hanged were all dressed as blood refiners. This reminded him of the recent rumors that people from the blood refining tribe in Kapok City have disappeared inexplicably. Both the Red Thorns and the Cangsaw suspected that the other party's people were trying to retaliate maliciously. They investigated them separately, but found no results. So these people are all hanged here?
"Why are you hanging here?" Yueying continued to ask, "What is this weird fragrance?"
The woman replied with an air of anger:
"This is the taste of the poisonous food from the cold fragrance spiders in the Northern Territory. The cold fragrance spiders like to absorb the essence of monks. After they are full, they will continuously release the poisonous food.
"The effect of the poisonous food is not obvious to the demon with intelligence, but it has a great impact on the wild demon without the intelligence. It can attract the wild demon to linger, and it can also make them have a strong appetite for the same kind, allowing them to eat the same kind.
"There are dozens of cold fragrant spiders on this hillside, constantly releasing their toxic poisons, and following the sinking cold air flow from the top of the mountain into the valley below. Wherever the red-haired baboons lost interest in other food, they began to devour each other.
"So the tide of beasts has not arrived at Kapok City for a long time. However, the red-haired baboons here are gathering more and more, and they are constantly devouring each other. Orange-haired and green-haired monsters have appeared, and there may even be gold core-class purple baboons...
"In this way, as long as there is no such fragrant spider, and the power of the beast tide is far more than in previous years, it can swallow the Kapok City and pull out the portal of Mian Evil Mountain.
The woman always bowed her head and whispered, as if she was telling a story slowly. Yue Taki was more frightened as she listened. As a result, Kapok City is simply in danger. Who deliberately wants to deal with the tree clan like this? I wonder if it is the ghost owl or the dream raccoon that has been opposed to the tree clan?
The tree clan is like a towering tree in the demon world. I want to come to depend on all kinds of races. Very few foreign races dare to challenge the authority of the tree clan. Apart from resisting an animal wave in several years, Kapok City has never encountered a real war with a foreign tribe.
"Let's quickly transmit the sound to the city lord, and then we will withdraw." Yuelong looked at Yueying in horror. She was extremely afraid that the stodgy captain would have to keep investigating the matter.
Yueying hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said: "You first transmit the voice, and then take this girl back to the city."
As soon as his voice fell, Yuetaki stared blankly, his eyes straightened. Yueying's heart suddenly shook, and she felt as if she had fallen into ice water, and the heat in her body disappeared without a trace. A force of icy cold slowly but irresistibly penetrated into the bone, and gently choked him.
The cold air did not come from a certain monk, but from a sword that was one foot long. The whole body of the sword was crystal clear, and there was a cloud of blue cold air flowing continuously, like a piece of 10,000-year-old ice, which was constantly raising thick cold fog.
As soon as this sword appeared, it swept away the sense of security that Yueying had gained through investigating the original divine sense and did not find any enemies, as if falling into a soft icy mist, but there was a strong feeling in her heart. A sense of life and death crisis.
The hilt of the sword was in the hands of the woman they rescued, and the blade had penetrated Yuetaki's chest, revealing the tip of the sword from behind her.
The strange thing is that although this sword feels extremely cold, it is only in terms of their inner feelings. Tsukitaki was pierced by a sword, and his body did not freeze. The witch drew her sword, and blood was like a fountain, spraying her face.
She threw the sword on the ground, lifted the messy hair on her head with both hands, revealing a blood-stained face. She ignored the two Moon Crow men on the side and took out Jinpa to wipe her face.
Yueying and Yuegang stood there for a while, completely covered by the power of the divine consciousness revealed in this sword. This is a kind of gentle, soft and ice-cold force that makes people irresistible, like overlapping snowflakes falling continuously, burying them.
If this sword appeared in the first place, Yueying wouldn’t bring them close at all, she would have turned around and returned to the city.
Yueying is the Xudan monk after all. After half a breath, he finally broke free from this feeling. He saw that Yuegang's eyes around him were still a little dull, and the woman had already picked up the sword and stood up.
There were still blood stains on her beautiful face, and she smiled and said, "Everything that the slave family has done has been told to the two eldest brothers. Not only do you not stay to help, you are also anxious to go back and sell the slave family?"
"Fly! Split up with me!"
Yueying surging with the power of blood and energy in his body, he roared, and at the same time he rose and jumped, a group of black light flashed, his figure disappeared like smoke, and became a dark crow under the moonlight, struggling to spread his wings. fly.
Under that loud roar, Yuegang's consciousness was also violently shaken, and he became sober. He actually remembered everything that happened before him, but he just wanted to move but couldn't. Now that he could move, he didn't think about anything else. He turned into a crow and flew in the opposite direction of Yueying.
It doesn't matter where the two of them fly. Yueying hopes that the woman's cultivation is low, only that sword is a super magic weapon.
Generally speaking, no matter how powerful a magic weapon is, it needs the owner's urging. If the owner's strength is low or injured, it will greatly limit the power of the magic weapon. In this case, there is still a high possibility that the two of them will escape one.
But the woman didn't chase these two people~EbookFREE.me~ Instead, she took out a bronze mirror from nowhere and carefully wiped the remaining blood on her face against the moonlight. Then she took off the heavy blood-stained cloak and threw it on the ground, revealing her gorgeous blue dress and slim figure.
She is not a blood refiner, the cloak of the blood refiner is nothing more than she peeled off the body of a blood refiner. She is Lan Ruoshuang, a witch from the Cold Dust Tribe of the Northern Territory.
The two crows were about to rush out of the woods, but they stopped abruptly and ran into something invisible. Yueying's heart yelled badly, he didn't even think that there would be a demon spider in this place, so naturally he would lay a spider web!
Those spider webs have the thickness of a finger, spiral like a stretched spring, covered with glue like crystal beads. You can't get rid of it as soon as you stick it. It's okay for him not to struggle. Once he struggled, he ran into the nearby spider silk, entangled more and more.
He transformed into a human body, drew out a sharp blade, and was about to cut the tangled spider silk, but saw a large spider the size of a human head, transparent all over, like a block of ice, crawling onto his face at high speed.
A pair of sharp limbs were clamped in front of him, one on the left and one on the right, a violent tingling came, but immediately afterwards he felt numb from the cold. Then his whole body's consciousness seemed to be taken away, and he didn't feel anymore.
Soon after, Yueying and Yuegang were also hung from the tree like the blood refiners. And the weird fragrance in the air is a bit stronger.
The cold air in the sky kept drifting, gradually condensing into a faint mist. Three figures composed of white mist came out of the fog, just like Yueying, Yuegang, and Yuelong before their lives, but their gestures were a little vague. The three of them walked towards Lan Ruoshuang in a daze, turned into mist again, and the Soul Injury Sword in her hand disappeared.
