Between the dark mountains and forests, a figure was flying quickly.
Under the weak moonlight, Zou Hao's face looked even paler, large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and even his breathing became extremely rapid.
Zou Hao did not stop, he wanted to stay away from the Blood Killing Society as much as possible before he fell.
And the direction he went was not down the mountain, but deeper into the mountain.
This is a kind of reverse thinking. Zou Hao doesn't know if the Blood Killing Society still has any hidden power. Therefore, he must find an absolutely safe place to quickly recover his extremely exhausted body.
Su Xiangying hugged Zou Hao's body tightly. Because they were so close, the white dress on her body had been dyed red by Zou Hao's blood. In the dark night, it looked a bit shocking.
However, Su Xiangying's thoughts were not on these at all.
Her eyes were looking at Zou Hao, looking at the boy who was still hugging her tightly even though his body was close to collapse.
It was a sense of security that could not be described in words. As long as this boy was by her side, Su Xiangying would have an extremely safe feeling in her heart, no matter where she was.
At this moment, Zou Hao's figure suddenly stopped.
His eyes were looking at a bamboo forest not far ahead, and his eyes were filled with a strange look.
"Zou Hao, what's wrong?" Su Xiangying also noticed something strange about Zou Hao.
Zou Hao was still looking at the bamboo forest and said: "That bamboo forest gives people a very strange feeling, very familiar, as if I have seen it somewhere, but there is no trace of it in my memory.
impression."
Zou Hao also had some doubts in his heart. With his psychic powers, he could have a photographic memory of almost anything.
The bamboo forest gave him a very, very familiar feeling, and it also had an inexplicable sense of intimacy, but there was no memory of this bamboo forest in his memory.
Su Xiangying seemed to be able to see through Zou Hao's thoughts, and said: "Then let's go over and take a look. We can also take a rest. Those people should not be able to catch up."
"Um."
Zou Hao nodded lightly, then hugged Su Xiangying and ran towards the bamboo forest.
The closer he got to the bamboo forest, the more intimate and familiar the feeling became. It seemed that this bamboo forest had an innate connection with Zou Hao, and even gave him a very strange feeling, like his mother's.
A hug is like a blood connection.
This strong feeling made Zou Hao more and more curious about this bamboo forest.
He also had an extremely strong premonition in his heart that there seemed to be something important waiting for him and calling him.
Within a few ups and downs, Zou Hao's figure was already outside the bamboo forest.
"Xiang Ying, wait for me here, don't come in."
No matter how friendly this bamboo forest felt to him, Zou Hao always put caution first. He did not carry Su Xiangying into the bamboo forest rashly, but put Su Xiangying down outside.
"Um."
Su Xiangying nodded in response very obediently.
Her natural observation ability gave her an almost tacit understanding with Zou Hao. Even if Zou Hao didn't say it out loud, she was extremely clear about Zou Hao's thoughts and intentions.
Zou Hao didn't speak anymore, but stepped into the bamboo forest.
His body was already very tired and he might even collapse at any time. His legs were as heavy as if they were filled with lead water. However, Zou Hao still gritted his teeth and persisted.
The footsteps finally entered the bamboo forest.
One step, two steps, three steps...
Just when Zou Hao was about to reach the center of the bamboo forest, a sudden change occurred.
--call out
An extremely fast invisible sword light flashed across Zou Hao's face like lightning.
Blood quickly flowed from the wound.
Soon, even with Zou Hao's keen psychic perception, he was unable to react at this moment. It could be said that if the sword light shot towards his throat, he would probably be a dead man.
However, Zou Hao was not afraid.
His face was very calm, so calm that there was no trace of ripples on his face.
"This sword light..."
Zou Hao did not wipe the blood from his face, but felt it carefully.
Although his body could not avoid the sword light, the moment the sword light flashed, he saw a fleeting afterimage, like a sword move.
Zou Hao's powerful psychic perception allowed him to clearly record every movement of the afterimage.
As his mind moved, Zou Hao began to rehearse this sword move in his mind.
This is the ability of spiritual martial arts. Zou Hao does not need to do it. Everything only needs to be done in meditation.
It was a very simple sword move, but with Zou Hao's extraordinary learning ability, he still practiced it nearly a hundred times before he completely mastered this sword move.
Raising his hand, the sword move quickly unfolded between Zou Hao's fingers.
The movements were very familiar, as if they had been refined over time. Zou Hao's fingers were like sharp swords, and his movements were as fast as lightning.
"What a fast sword move, faster than the speed of a bullet, but something seems to be missing."
Zou Hao looked at his fingertips, feeling a little puzzled.
His movements were already close to perfect, and his speed was incredibly fast, but he always felt like something was missing in his heart. It felt like a body that had lost its soul.
Thinking of this, Zou Hao looked deep into the bamboo forest.
There, something seemed to be calling him.
Without any hesitation, Zou Hao took another step forward.
--call out
Another ray of sword light came quickly. This sword was not fast, but it gave people a heavy feeling like the weight of Mount Tai.
Zou Hao did not dodge. Even though the sword light shot towards his chest, there was no trace of murderous intent.
--Bang
Zou Hao's figure suddenly shook and he did not retreat, but his whole body felt as if he had been hit by a train. It was hard to imagine that that small sword light would have such a terrifying impact.
Zou Hao believed that if this sword light had murderous intent, then his body would definitely be blown away far away, and all the meridians and blood vessels in his body would definitely be shattered into pieces.
The spiritual martial arts practice started again, and when Zou Hao raised his finger, the heavy sword move was perfectly reproduced on his fingertips.
"No, there's still something missing."
Zou Hao was not satisfied, because his move also only had its shape, but it did not have the kind of sword intent that was like a mountain weighing down the top of a mountain.
So, he took a step forward again.
However, Zou Hao's steps did not touch the ground. In his chest, an invisible sword light touched the center of his heart without knowing when.
The sword light was invisible and formless, as if it were a sword appearing out of thin air.
And as long as his body moves forward a little bit, the sword light will most likely pierce his heart directly.