At this time, Zhuo Mufeng and Wu Yuanyuan had already passed by a hundred meters, but the whole jungle was too quiet, and only the rag sunlight was flashing.

"No, Uncle Meng came in this direction just now. I saw him stopping on this tree and breaking two branches and shooting out. The tribe's natives fought with the golden leopard before, and there would be traces, but here..."

Zhuo Mufeng fell on the trunk of a big tree and looked forward, but there was no trace of fighting wherever he looked.

Wu Yuanyuan stood beside her and hesitated, "Maybe they have cleaned up the scene."

Zhuo Mufeng "Even if the scene was cleaned up, this is not the hometown of the tribe's natives. How could it be so careful and not leave any trace? I remember when Uncle Meng returned just now, he said that the tribe's natives saw blood, and there was blood here?"

It is reasonable and reasonable. After the battle, the tribe natives carried away the corpse of the golden leopard at most and took away the weapons by the way, because they were spoils and equipment.

Who would have nothing to do when you are full and restore the scene to its original state?

If you take a step back, you really have to do that, but in such a short time, under the noses of Zhuo Mufeng and the other two, how could this be done by the tribe's natives?

Obviously, Wu Yuanyuan thought of this, and looked at the cloudy jungle around her. It was quiet and the wind stopped blowing, and her heart couldn't help but tighten.

The eldest lady's face turned pale and her body quietly approached Zhuo Mufeng. "What the hell is going on?"

Zhuo Mufeng secretly moved his skills to the extreme, always vigilant around him, and said in a deep voice, "At the beginning, we all heard the screams and archery sounds of tribal natives, right?"

Wu Yuanyuan nodded.

"Later, Uncle Meng took action in front, shot and killed two golden leopards, and solved the crisis... Wait, Miss, I suddenly realized that it seemed that just when the golden leopard was killed and Uncle Meng returned, all the movements suddenly disappeared. Logically, the distance was closer than at the beginning, and we could hear the actions of the tribe natives."

Wu Yuanyuan recalled the situation before. Because she was touched in a sensitive area, she was determined to settle the score with Zhuo Mufeng and did not pay attention to anything else. But as Zhuo Mufeng said, with her skills, no matter how distracted she is, she would not be able to hear any movement.

But it was true that when Meng Jiuxiao returned, no sound came.

Those tribal natives seemed to have evaporated out of thin air. Looking at the scene in front of them, there was no trace of fighting?

Miss Wu's back was chilly, and she wrapped her hands around Zhuo Mufeng's arm, and her body was tightly pressed against him. "Is there a ghost? Otherwise, who could do such a thing?"

Zhuo Mufeng observed the surroundings.

In fact, he was a little nervous, but a man could not show his timidity in front of the woman he liked. "Little fool, don't be afraid. There are no ghosts in this world, only people who pretend to be ghosts. I think of a doubt now."

"What's the doubt?"

"From the beginning to the end, you and I only heard the sound, but never saw the so-called tribal natives and golden leopards. Everything was said by Uncle Meng."

Wu Yuanyuan trembled all over, stared at Zhuo Mufeng in horror, and looked up at him, "You, you, can you doubt Uncle Meng?"

Zhuo Mufeng laughed and said, "Little Bastard is thinking too much. Uncle Meng has always loved us very much. How could he harm us? There is no reason or motivation. If you really have a lot of vitality, you won't wait until now. But this matter is indeed strange everywhere, and I can't figure it out at the moment."

Wu Yuanyuan said anxiously, "Then let's go back soon, and you'll know when Uncle Meng comes back." She didn't want to stay in this place for a moment.

After looking around again, there was no clue. Zhuo Mufeng had to nod. Seeing that the beauty Wu was lying on her fear, she took the initiative to lift her slender waist and returned to the place where the big tree was broken.

The interval was not short, but Meng Jiuxiao did not come back, which made Zhuo Mufeng frown secretly.

According to the practice of the past few days, Meng Jiuxiao would never be too far away from them. Zhuo Mufeng even suspected that Meng Jiuxiao did not leave, but was just watching them in secret. But the situation in front of him was not like that.

All these abnormalities made Zhuo Mufeng confused and invisibly, he felt that this place was a bit strange and unpredictable.

The two of them waited for a long time, but still did not see Meng Jiuxiao return.

Wu Yuanyuan's face turned slightly pale and she worried, "Will something happen to Meng Bo?"

Zhuo Mufeng hugged her waist tightly and hugged her in his arms, but at this time he had no intention of feeling the warm and fragrant soft jade. His whole body was tense, and his mind radiated to the surroundings, and he did not dare to let go of any movement.

call!

A strong wind came, so fast! The two of them turned around and had already appeared in their three-foot land, wearing a gray long gown and covered in white hair flying backwards. Who wasn't Meng Jiuxiao?

"Meng Bo!" Wu Yuanyuan shouted in surprise.

But Zhuo Mufeng felt something was wrong, and he suddenly felt a warning and took Wu Yuanyuan back without thinking.

Almost at the same time, Meng Jiuxiao pulled out the golden-topped Zaoyang spear on his back and slashed forward. The bright green light was like a giant pointed cone, attacking Zhuo Mufeng and the others with the momentum of slashing waves.

A scream, Wu Yuanyuan reacted slowly in the critical moment. Zhuo Mufeng had just made an outer lion seal, and she had already pulled out the show sword hanging from her slim waist, and a five-color sword light blasted out.

Bang bang!

The lion phantom was suddenly pierced by the green pointed cone. Then the five-color sword light was shattered this time, but it also consumed the green pointed cone to count.

After a moment of pause, Miss Wu grabbed Zhuo Mufeng with one hand. The two of them avoided the green pointed cone in a twisted manner, and a strong burst of energy burst out from behind.

"Snake-shaped raccoon flip?"

Zhuo Mufeng looked at Wu Yuanyuan in surprise. The light skills that Wu Yuanyuan used just now were clearly the snake-shaped raccoon recorded in the Nine Yin Scriptures. This girl has a very high talent and has reached a small achievement in more than a month.

But now is not the time to be surprised, Meng Jiuxiao roared and attacked again.

Because the Yitian Sword was broken, Zhuo Mufeng could not create a magic sword out of thin air to make people suspicious, so he has been bare hands these days, and he was finally in a difficult position at this time.

Wu Yuanyuan stood in front, kept hitting out with five-colored sword light, shouting, "Meng Bo, what are you doing?"

However, Meng Jiuxiao did not respond at all. His face was full of deep hatred, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he waved the golden-topped Zaoyang Spear with his arms. He was worthy of being the best master in the world, and easily shattered Wu Yuanyuan's sword moves.

The green pointed cone hits faster. The previous wave just came out, and the next wave caught up again, like a huge wave hitting the shore, roughly discharging the air along the way. Under the pressure of the air, thin blades formed, cutting off some of the fine branches on both sides.

Such power was really shocking. Wu Yuanyuan was so scared that she looked deserted and moved to the right without thinking. Zhuo Mufeng moved to the rear at some point, with a solemn appearance and a lion seal was cast on both hands at the same time.

pound!

The two lion phantoms bit Meng Jiuxiao, but were dimly shocked by his body protection true energy, but eventually slowed down Meng Jiuxiao's speed and won Wu Yuanyuan a chance to breathe.

This action seemed to anger Meng Jiuxiao. He quickly turned around and drove the golden-topped Zaoyang Spear to slash Zhuo Mufeng with a force of sweeping thousands of troops. Before the green tip cone arrived, the sound of a burst of air piercing the eardrum had already arrived first, and the thick branches along the way were exploding in a bang.

Zhuo Mufeng had expected that he would sweep into the air with the Nine Ghosts' Great Movement, and dodge six times. He changed six directions in the air, and finally avoided the range of the air explosion in a thrilling way.

He was both ashamed and glad in his heart, and found that Meng Jiuxiao was mentally hindered. Although his skills were still profound, his expression was dull and he only knew how to use killer moves, but he did not know how to adapt. Otherwise, with the opponent's strength, how could he and Wu Yuanyuan stand here?

Meng Jiuxiao was poisoned!

A light flashed through Zhuo Mufeng's mind. At this time, Wu Yuanyuan walked around Meng Jiuxiao, rushed from the side, grabbed Zhuo Mufeng and flew out.

The two of them simultaneously moved their skills to the limit, and used moves back while running away, trying to block Meng Jiuxiao's pursuit.

However, not only did they fail to get rid of Meng Jiuxiao, but they were chased closer and closer by him. They were almost hit by the aftermath of the explosion several times, which made the two of them surging blood and dizzy.

"Zhuo Mufeng, run to the right, I'll lead him away."

Wu Yuanyuan suddenly gritted her teeth and pushed him to the right while Zhuo Mufeng didn't react. She turned around and drew the sword, actively attacked Meng Jiuxiao to attract firepower, and then rushed to the left.

Meng Jiuxiao was indeed hit and chased him.

"Miss!"

Zhuo Mufeng's heart was touched. That time, Wu Yuanyuan fell off a cliff to help him collect the three-red snail bead grass. After all, she didn't see it with her own eyes, so she could not get as much as she felt at this moment.

She understood what that meant. Once she was caught up by Meng Jiuxiao, she would die without life in her relatives at this time. But she did not hesitate to give her the chance to escape.

This beautiful girl is willful and willful, and she loves to make trouble. She is so arrogant that she can't get close to her. But once she truly gains her heart, her deep affection and persistence will make you feel that she has the most precious wealth in the world.

Zhuo Mufeng felt this way. He chased after him anxiously and used his killer moves frantically.

But his light skills were too bad for both. At first, he could see shadows, but later he could only hear the sound of explosions, and later, he knew nothing.

The dense forest was quiet and deep. Zhuo Mufeng followed the battle traces through his tracking skills. Soon after, a strange building appeared in front of him.

However, the roots were cut into tree stumps several feet, and wooden pillars of varying thickness were set up horizontally and vertically on the stumps. The wooden stakes were covered with large curtains of branches and leaves, forming a space similar to a house.

However, most of the curtains were broken, and the exposed wooden stakes were rotten, blue-gray, with dense holes on the surface, and many ants were in and out.

It was obviously a tribe here, but it should have been dilapidated a long time ago, and most of the bows and arrows placed were furry.

But what made Zhuo Mufeng feel creepy was that when he arrived here, the traces of Meng Jiuxiao and Wu Yuanyuan's battle suddenly disappeared.

He turned around and rushed to the scene, and found that broken branches, bursting soil, etc., were completely gone, everything was neatly arranged. It seemed that what he had just experienced was just a dream.

Meng Jiuxiao and Wu Yuanyuan were just as strangely as the natives of the tribe before, and were so strangely gone.
Chapter completed!