Everyone looked up and saw a tall, handsome man leaning against the door of the tent, with blood-colored flames dancing faintly on his fingertips, reflecting the gloomy surroundings.
The man's red hair reached to the ground, fluttering slightly in the wind, and he was dressed in a blood-colored robe, which made him look extremely eye-catching in the dark jungle.
The devil-faced owls that were attacking the tent like crazy suddenly stopped and flew towards the surrounding branches like a tide, as if they were seeing ghosts. They did not dare to stop for a moment and stayed away from the man.
around.
This scene looked extremely strange in everyone's eyes, but it also made people feel reassured. Everyone subconsciously stepped forward and approached the man at the first time.
If you get close to him, you will be able to resolve this crisis.
Fang Qihe pulled his sister closer to the man, although he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. How could there be such a big difference in strength between people who looked about the same age?
When he was forced to flee in all directions by the group of demon-faced owls, and his face turned pale, the man in front of him made the group of demon-faced owls disperse in all directions with a raise of his hand.
At this time, the tent curtain was lifted, Ni Tian rubbed his eyes and got out of the tent. He stretched out his arms to hug Jun Lin, leaned close and muttered, "Are you on your way?"
"It's not quite late yet. Let's go back and get some sleep." Jun Lin patted her on the back.
Fang Miaoling on the side couldn't help but jumped up and accused in a sharp voice, "You are obviously capable of killing all these damn owls, but you only show up now! Lily was torn apart by the owls like this.
Are you feeling guilty after sharing the food?"
The sharp voice suddenly woke up the ignorant and half-asleep Ni Tian. He turned around and glanced at the furious Fang Miaoling. Ni Tian twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at her speechlessly, "Miss, what's your surname?"
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What the hell, don’t you think it’s a very idiotic question to ask someone you don’t know if they are sorry or not?
Fang Qihe grabbed his impulsive sister and said in a deep voice, "Everyone, don't talk so much. Let's take shelter in the tent first."
Ni Tian looked at these people in astonishment, then raised his head to look at Junlin, with a hint of grievance on his face, "Junlin, they are more robbers than me, they are really annoying."
Don’t you know that robbery is Qin Nitian’s exclusive right? Now these people are blatantly trying to enter their tent, have you asked their opinions? This is no different from robbery in broad daylight, right?
Jun Lin glanced at the Fang brothers and sisters, with a trace of anger flashing in his eyes. He saw two aristocratic young masters from Baichu Island rushing forward without saying a word. He just waved his sleeves and the two were immediately thrown away by a hurricane.
It went out and hit the ground.
In an instant, the devil-faced owls from all directions seemed to have found an opportunity. They waited for the opportunity and flew towards the two people who fell on the ground. Within minutes, they had eaten away all the bones and flesh they had eaten.
The screams were repeated, which seemed particularly chilling in such a silent night.
"Ah!!" Fang Miaoling exclaimed, holding her cheeks in her hands, turning her head with a pair of beautiful eyes filled with anger, glaring angrily at Jun Lin and Ni Tian, "You, you!! You are so selfish! It's just a little help for you.
They are not willing to help us, and they just want to send us to death! You will have retribution. Devil, devil!!"
"Don't provoke us again." Jun Lin scolded him coldly. He pulled Ni Tian around and walked into the tent. He dropped a sentence that was colder than ice, "Stay away from our tent. We have no obligation and are responsible for your lives."
Ni Tian made a face at the ugly Yun Fang, waved his little hand with a smile, and followed Jun Lin into the tent.
The demon-faced owls, which had lost their coercion, were immediately ready to move, flap their wings, and attack the crowd again.
Xia Houzheng shouted angrily, "Hurry, come near the tent."
The crowd fought and retreated with the demon-faced owls, retreating all the way to the tent, three feet away, and it would be difficult to get even an inch closer. A large group of owls were hovering in the air, but some did not dare to approach the tent.
After a few minutes passed, Yun Fangzhao and others saw that the owls did not fly down, and then they breathed a sigh of relief, "It seems that it is relatively safe here."
"When daybreak comes, the direct lineage people will definitely set off, so we can just follow them." Xia Houzheng said coldly, "Anyway, they have all kinds of treasures in their hands that can resist these strange birds, so it doesn't matter if we follow them.
Get a bargain."
Two hours later, it was already bright outside. However, in this dark jungle, it was difficult to see the sun all day long, so it was not necessarily much brighter than at night.
Qin Xiaoying opened the tent, and her yawning and stretching movement suddenly stopped. She stared at the crowd surrounding the tent with her light-bulb eyes, and closed her mouth in a stern voice, "Good morning, everyone."
What are these people doing around their tents in such a stupid manner? Look at their colorful faces, and their soaked cold clothes. Some people kept sneezing a few times. This is really... Qin Xiaoying waved
He moved his little hand and waved away the fine saliva in the air.
People kept coming out of the tent, holding hot steamed buns, pastries and the like, nibbling on them as they walked. While queuing up, pairs of eyes looked blankly at the crowd surrounding the tent and muttered, "
What's wrong?"
Yun Fangzhao and his party were so angry that their heart, liver, spleen and lungs ached all the time. They rested in the hot bed all night, ate hot breakfast, and lined up to set off in high spirits.
As for them, they had been dining and drinking all night, and they were still nervously watching the group of owls around them that would occasionally swoop down and snatch up a couple of people.
In such a comparison, they are simply unlucky and miserable!
Qin Xiaoying held a hot meat bun in her mouth. While eating, she walked up to a few depressed Yun Clan second-line disciples, bumped their arms with her elbow, and asked gossiping, "Hey, I said, you guys
What's going on?"
The disciples of the Second Line were almost crying, "A swarm of demon-faced owls attacked at night, and we managed to save our lives. Many people... all..." The disciple choked up and couldn't continue.
While escaping for their lives, many disciples were picked up by several elders to resist the attacks of owls and died on the spot. This was something that made the other disciples even more heartbroken.
Qin Xiaoying glanced at them sympathetically, and slapped the disciple on the forehead, "I said you are stupid, right? If you follow that idiot's broomstick Xingyun Fangzhao, will you have a good life? It's better to abandon the dark side early and turn around and defect to the bright side.
You eldest ladies, you eldest ladies, you are such a good person. I will never care about your unreasonable behavior before. Think about it carefully. We are all from the same clan. If you don't act like that, your life will definitely be easier."