The night feathers quietly explored the tent outside with their own mental power.

The bonfire outside is still burning fiercely, but it has disappeared from the black wind days outside the vigil.

A tent next to it is also empty.

Night Yu Yu reached out and shook Bai Jinyi's palm, stood up and went outside.

Some of the branches in the campfire have been added recently, and they have not yet fully burned. It seems that the two have not left for a long time.

"Fire spirit."

The night feathers are calling in the heart.

"Ah--" Huo Ling tied his wings and yawned and appeared on the shoulders of the night feathers. "Master, what the big night is, the baby is sleeping well."

"Day and the black yarn are gone, you go to the air to see if there are any of them nearby." Night Feather said to the fire spirit.

"Who?" Fire Spirit asked again in a confused way.

"Day, the one who will buy you medicine later."

"The baby will go." Fire spirit immediately came to the spirit.

If there is no one else, the black wind will not be able to buy the baby's herb if it is gone.

The idea in the heart of the fire is simple...

In the air of the flying knife, it took less than two minutes, and the sound of the fire spirit sounded in the mind of the night feathers.

"Master, those two people are on the hillside to the east, hehe... there are many people who have surrounded them."

East!

The night feathers looked up, with the cool moonlight, the east is a dense forest.

......

In the woods.

Hey.

Dozens of black people will be surrounded by black wind and black yarn in the center, pedaling at a very fast pace.

The hands of the black winds have been pressed into the mud. What is strange is that these black people are not affected by the heavens.

Looking at these people's speed is still as usual, the black wind days face a bit pale.

"Black wind days, I did not expect you to really leave the town of Black Wind, today, this Black Rock Mountain, is your place of burial!" The big brother of the black man raised his arm and gave orders.

"People who bully us, you have thought about the consequences."

The hoarse voice spread across half a hill.

"Who!" The black man's head lowered his arm and stared at him.

No one spoke, and responded to him, it was a few flames.

Booming. In all directions, seven or eight uncles ignited a blue-green flame.

In the middle of the night, like a wildfire.

In the ear, only the burning hum of the trees.

"Big, big brother." A black man looked at him with some fear.

"What is useless, panic!" The backhand of the leader was a slap, and the younger brother was beside him.

This slap, all played an empty.

The younger brother did not hide...just... his head has fallen.

A red mask appeared behind the younger brother.

Hey!

The chest hurts, and the black man’s leader looked down at his chest with an incredible bow. The heart was in the middle and a short knife was inserted...

Hey.

A black shadow appeared from the body of the two men and rushed to other black people.

what--

After a series of companions fell, finally someone couldn't stand the inexplicable fear and screamed.

Puff puff.

Listening to the sound of the blade and the flesh and the body friction, the black yarn has fully operated the exercises.

The black gauze can be seen faintly. The murderer is a man in a cloak. Behind the cloak, there is also a dragonfly embroidered with a blood and a **** rose.

what--

噗通.

The last black man escaped and fell to the ground.

"You, who are you!" The black wind squats and shrinks, looking at the two "mysterious people" standing in front of them, each with a red mask on their faces.