Yi Qingping was suddenly stunned by Feng Zhuyue's sycophancy, her unique domineering attitude, and her calm attitude. This Demonic Forest was full of dangers, why didn't she look afraid at all?
"Well, our most difficult problem now is the food problem during this month."
After all, they are not saints. She is confident that she can stay here for a month and has some food with her, but this does not mean that she does not need other food.
For a month, there is always food to be found.
The road ahead has been walked cautiously, especially at night, when the Demonic Forest is pitch black and shrouded in a layer of mysterious danger. Feng Zhuyue is cautious every step of the way.
On the one hand, you must avoid being raided, and on the other hand, you must not reveal your identity.
Feng Zhuyue and others were not looking for the so-called treasure. They were looking for a way out along the way.
Her senses were very keen. During this period, at least ten people died every day. Where they walked, there was a faint smell of blood in the air, even though no corpses were left behind.
Feng Zhuyue has her own arrangements. During this month, she will not take any action in the first third of the month, that is, the first ten days.
Just leave her the last few days.
Now she regretted traveling with Yi Qingfeng. The next thing she had to do was to send Yi Qingfeng and the others away. Otherwise, it would be difficult to do what she wanted to do.
In the blink of an eye, ten days passed. Time passed quietly through the fingers without leaving any trace.
No evidence can be found that it ever existed.
It was still dark in the Demonic Forest, so dark that it was eerie and scary.
That night, Feng Feng Zhuyue and the others lived together, roasting a pig they had just caught. Fortunately, there were enough small animals in this forest, so they could safely fill their bellies.
"Swish, swish, swish," several figures flashed past, and in an instant, Feng Zhuyue and the others were surrounded by more than a dozen people in black. They couldn't be said to be men in black. They were all wearing black robes. It looked like they were
people of a place.
Not from Nansang College.
"After taking care of these three people, there will be three less people fighting for the treasure with us."
One of the men in black didn't waste any time and gave orders directly to the others. They were from the same place and formed a team to come to the Demonic Forest in order to capture the treasures in the Demonic Forest.
War, fighting, is about to break out.
Yi Qingfeng firmly protected Feng Zhuyue, holding up the sword with one hand to fight against the man in black, and holding Feng Zhuyue with the other hand. His fighting spirit had reached the seventh level and fifth stage. These men in black had
The average strength is level 7 and 3. Yi Qingfeng can deal with ten people by himself. He has to protect Feng Zhuyue and also Yi Qingping. It is obviously beyond his capabilities.
"ah……"
Here, Yi Qingping, whose fighting spirit was only level 4 and 6, was no match at all. Her wrist was sharply cut by a knife, leaving a bright line of blood flowing freely from her arm.
"Suffer death!"
A man in black shouted, raised his sword, aimed it at Yi Qingping and slashed it down.
"Ping'er!"
Yi Qingfeng shouted anxiously, but he was already being held back by a man in black. When he tried to escape, Yi Qingfeng also received a knife on his wrist.
"Bang bang bang", only a few strange sounds were heard, and three men in black suddenly fell to the ground, no longer breathing.