Chapter 188: Around the beasts

After the werewolf got into the car, Huigang ignored it at all. He looked at the carriage driving ahead. The orc looked at the monk's back and neck with his eyes. After hesitating for a moment, he sat there honestly.

The carriage was moving slowly, and there was silence around it. If you could hear the sound of water and birds by the bridge before you came in just now, then there was nothing but the sounds of horses' hooves, wheels and the ground.

But both monks and werewolf could feel that there were countless pairs of eyes staring at them on both sides of the road, following their carriages.

The monk took a deep breath and shook the reins. At this time, the horse was not as panicked as outside the mountains. Although he was still a little uneasy, he still slowly moved forward.

The sky in the mountains was dim very early. Although it was speculated that it was in the afternoon, it seemed like night inside. I could only see some sunlight at the top of the towering mountain peak next to me. Huigang looked at Fei'er sleeping soundly in the carriage, but did not make a sound and continued to move forward.

The quiet and glorious road began to become lively as the sky slowly turned dark. Some strange chirping began to appear, and there were flashing wings that did not understand the source and some sounds of rubbing.

The girl in the carriage was quickly awakened by the sound outside. The inside of the carriage surrounded by steel plates was naturally dark. Although Fei'er was steady and calm, she couldn't help but be scared. However, the wing lion beside the girl could emit a white light similar to the holy light. The monk said in the driver's seat:

"Fei'er, stay quietly inside. Don't say anything without me, and don't leave the Maoqiu."

Hearing the monk's words, Fei'er quickly calmed down. Huigang stopped the carriage and followed the werewolf Qiangfeng who was guarding her body behind her and said:

"You go to the roadside and cut down some branches, and I want to throw a spear."

In this world, what Huigang knows is the most common weapon to throw a spear, and the short branches can be used as a throwing weapon as long as the sharp top is sharpened.

Although the werewolf did not understand the monk's meaning, the response was very quick. He jumped out of the car and walked into the woods on the side of the road. The two swords flew in a row and quickly cut off a pile of suitable branches, hugged them and rushed back. Huigang nodded at him, and continued to order coldly and said:

"These branches are sharpened and made into spears."

Orcs are obedient to the strong in their instinct. Huigang's extraordinary strength has recently shown that has made this somewhat inexplicable werewolf feel extremely amazed. Sometimes he even suspects that he is a ghost and god. Natural monk's order was executed without hesitation.

Huigang was extremely alert at this time. When he let the werewolf sit behind him, he felt the hesitation and murderous aura of the strong wind in an instant. Not only was he sober, but Fei'er was awakened by the increasingly loud voices on the roadside. For some reason, although the sounds on both sides of the road were not loud, a strong consciousness suddenly became hot. Huigang's sea of ​​consciousness was extremely keen.

In his feelings, this consciousness is more like appetite. When hungry beasts meet bloody prey, they will feel this way.

The sky finally turned completely dark, and Hongyue and Yuyue were blocked by the towering mountains around it. It would take a long time to get high. The whole road was completely dark, with only some inexplicable light flashing on both sides and in the depths of the woods on the mountain, which was very strange.

The horses in front of him, who were blindfolded, suddenly neighed and never took a step forward. At this time, Huigang did not use the Buddhist lion roar magic skill to disperse it, but allowed the carriage to stop.

The monk took out a torch soaked with tinder oil from the seat below. When the wind shook, the flames suddenly burned. Although the flames were bright, they only reflected the surroundings of the carriage. In the boundless darkness, they seemed to be an isolated island on the sea.

Unexpectedly, when the torch burned, the surrounding trees and darkness really boiled, and the chirpings of various birds and beasts began to roar without any scruples, almost forming a big chorus. The werewolf stood up from the roof of the carriage with a strong wind, and looked around with the two swords in his hand in extreme tension. Of course, although the werewolf's eyesight could be seen far away in the dark.

But in such dark situations, orcs would not find too many things.

"If we didn't light the torches, the beasts around us might think that there were some traps and other things here, but we lit the flames and illuminated the place. According to the previous thoughts of these beasts, we should be afraid of the darkness here, so they could pride us unscrupulously."

The werewolf grew up and his expression was quite shocked. After a while, he said in wonder:

"His Excellency Folite, since you say that, why do you still need to light a torch?"

The monk laughed a few times and said:

"We have to rest, and horses have to rest. Instead of harassing all night, it is better to deal with it quickly at once, what do you think."

As soon as he said this, Huigang suddenly stopped her words and shouted in a short voice: Come on!

At the place where the carriage was, a strong wind blew up on the ground. In almost the blink of an eye, there was no shaft on the side. The military horse that was just tied with a reins was caught out of thin air by a black shadow. In an instant, it had reached mid-air, and stepped from one bush to the other bush.

The wild beasts beside them chirped even more fiercely, as if they were cheering for this.

The orc was stunned. Before he could react to what to do, the wooden spears he had just cut had already been picked up by Huigang, and threw them out at the shadow with a "huh" sound. The rough wooden spears were not stripped of the bark except for the sharpening in front. It was hard to imagine what power this would have.

But it was thrown in the monk's hand and was immediately wrapped in a layer of white light, as if it was the "arrow of light" in magic.

The white light spear broke through the darkness. The black shadow that grabbed the horse was extremely fast. It was faster and faster. It was not just about penetration. The sharp breath on the light spear drew the black shadow in half. The howling in the air only sounded briefly, and the blood rain fell down the sky.

With a loud "bangtong", the captured horse fell heavily to the ground, and saw that it was not alive. The body of the black shadow was still in the air, and he heard loud noises around him. Countless small black shadows suddenly surged up and bitten them, and they did not even fall, and were eaten up in the air.

The only thing that can prove its existence is that the blood and meat scraps that fell from the air fell on the ground and made a sizzling corrosive sound. Some horses pulling the cart were dripping from blood and suddenly burst into pain.

The werewolf whispered behind:

"This should be a bat ape. I could see clearly what he looked like at that moment. He must have been eaten by those big carnivorous beetles in the air just now."

Huigang's expression remained motionless and said calmly to the werewolf behind him:

"You know this very well. I heard you have said that there should be no vicious monsters in the Jedi woods you live in."

When he heard this, the werewolf was a little anxious and hurriedly defended himself:

"The priests in our tribe are experts who are proficient in monsters. I have been very smart since I was a child."

The monk did not continue to answer, nor did he let the carriage move forward, and stopped quietly. He just now threw out his light spear and shocked the surroundings.

For a moment, nothing came close to predate. Huigang sat in the carriage's seat and closed his eyes slightly. The torch he had just taken out was placed on the locker next to it, burning quietly there.

The horse that was caught in the air just now had fallen heavily and had no breath, but there were several huge blood holes on the back of the horse. It was obviously traces of being caught by the bat ape. Blood was flowing, and the bloody smell and the dripping flesh were all seducing the ferocious beasts beside them.

Originally, in the endless mountains, the surroundings were almost surrounded by high mountains and there was almost no wind. However, at this time, wind began to blow around the carriage, and the direction of the wind was towards the torches beside the monk. Perhaps the wild beasts around were thinking that as long as they returned to darkness, it would be the time for them to do whatever they wanted.

The monk still didn't open his eyes and sat there so steadily, but the werewolf Feng Feng was not as calm as Huigang. He stood up and always wanted to find a suitable angle to block the wind around him. When he was panic, he heard the monk say coldly:

"sit down!"

Only then did he notice that despite the strong wind around, the flames of the torch beside the monk were not even crooked. He was burning there quietly.

Maybe I could no longer bear the temptation of blood. After a few roars, more than a dozen figures rushed towards the dead horse underground with the sound of the wind. The six still alive horses had been driven around the carriage. At this time, I was extremely frightened and uneasy. It was just because I was firmly tied to the carriage. Of course, I died faster after the escape.
Chapter completed!