Outside the bamboo village, a large bamboo forest is lush. Su Xiao sits beside a small river and remembers what happened last night.

When he was in the cave, as soon as he met, he judged that the opponent was the patriarch, Qingzhang. Everyone's breath was unique. The breath of his relatives might be similar, but it would never be the same.

Not only that, the whole feeling of the bamboo village to Su Xiao is very different. It seems to be isolated from the outside world. It can be judged that this is because of the items in the room of young man in white · Ryu.

Bubuwang found that Ryu's room had a set of clothes, several pieces of gold and unknown metal mixed jewelry, and a set of armor.

These things are totally different from the ornaments in the bamboo village, especially the armor. It is conservatively estimated that the owner of the armor is over 2 meters tall and very strong. The seal on the armor is a dragon like creature with two wings spread out. Su Xiao feels that this thing is very similar to the image of the ancient dragon, with meat wings, vertical pupils and scaly tail.

At present, the most important thing is to find out what is hidden in the bamboo village and what seems to be observing around the village and waiting for the opportunity.

While Su Xiao was thinking, Baja came and brought a message that something happened in Zhucun.

When Su Xiao returned to the bamboo village, he saw dozens of villagers surrounding a courtyard and saw Su Xiao coming. These villagers blocked his way and kept Su Xiao out of the courtyard.

"Let him in."

The patriarch's voice came from the crowd. Although the villagers were reluctant to do so, they did not disobey the patriarch.

Take Buwang and Baja to the courtyard, and a bloody smell comes. The smell of blood is strange, with a faint sour smell.

A corpse was lying in the courtyard. The death was miserable. The villagers had fought before death, holding a half meter long knife in each hand.

The corpse lying on the ground is a man, thin, in his early thirties, without family members, and a tailor in the village. In fact, it doesn't matter. What's shocking is that his organs are hollowed out, the blood holes in his chest are bite marks, and the wound is very irregular.

The wound is full of blood stains, more of it is a kind of fluorescent blue liquid. Su Xiao squats beside the body, hesitates for a moment, and directly touches the fluorescent blue liquid on the body with her finger.

There is no sense of corrosion and no energy intrusion. This fluorescent blue liquid is more like the saliva of some kind of organism.

When Buwang got close, he sniffed and gave a low cry, which means that it was similar to the guy who chewed the doorframe last night, but it was different.

There is more than one source of strange things. Su Xiao looks at the head of the clan. The head of the clan frowns. After a while, he shakes his head slightly, which means that the strange things in the village have nothing to do with the "withered moon tree" under the ground. It is his secret and will never be disclosed to others.

"In your experience, this thing How big is it? "

The patriarch spoke in a low voice, looking at the body on the ground thoughtfully.

"The height is about 3 meters, the fangs in the mouth are more than 5 cm, the upper and lower two rows of teeth are serrated, and the human body is in the shape of him It's finger is the judging standard. It's powerful, but not strong, fast, and tough. It's about 12 o'clock last night. The fighting time ends in 20 seconds. "

Su Xiao's preliminary judgment made the patriarch's heart thump. He was already thinking about what Su Xiao had done.

"The purpose of that thing seems to be the organs of living things, or the energy in the organs..."

"That's enough to know."

The patriarch interrupts Su Xiao's words. Su Xiao takes a look at the patriarch, but he doesn't say a word. It's just the coming thing. He may be impatient.

The villagers carried away the bodies and buried them in the open space outside the village. Strangely, the patriarch ordered the villagers to burn the bodies first, and then bury the ashes.

Returning to the yard of the patriarch's house, Ryu was sitting on the steps in a daze. His eyes were clear and he was holding his knees with his hands.

The chief didn't come back. He was mobilizing the villagers to do something. Su Xiao found that the comprehensive strength of the villagers in the village was not strong. This village was just the chief. Because the clothes and styles of the villagers were close to the chief, they could give people a sense of strong fighting power per capita in the village.

But there is a guy named woqifu, who is different from others. Just by his name, he is a foreigner. He is not strong. Every day, he hangs two hatchets at his waist, wears some worn-out helmets on his head, and is dressed completely different from the villagers in the bamboo village.

Woqifu is very independent. Sometimes he hunts and sometimes he chops bamboo around to exchange food with the villagers in the bamboo village.

Before Su Xiao saw woqifu from a long distance, he didn't need to feel it at all. Su Xiao knew it was a reckless man.

The sky is overcast and drips quickly. Sure enough, at five o'clock in the afternoon, the rainstorm pours down.

The bamboo village is quiet. Tonight, there is no dim scene of smoke. There are thunders in the dark sky from time to time. There is a torrential rain. Two villagers, under the heavy rain, take the children of the village and walk quickly.

Su Xiao's room squeaked. The door was pushed open. Eminem, who was all wet, came into the room.

In the house on the inner side of the courtyard, the patriarch sitting on the ground opened his eyes. A moment later, he closed his eyes and didn't find out where Eminem came from.

Boom!

A flash of lightning broke through the rainy night. It was already ten o'clock late. The torrential rain was getting smaller and finally stopped.

PATA, PATA

Two muddy feet were moving forward. A flash of lightning lit up the surrounding bamboo forest. Hundreds of feet were more than three meters high. Blue figures appeared in the rough skin.

The clothes on their bodies are worn-out. It can be seen from the prosperity that these clothes were originally very loose, with wide cuffs, and the specific styles could not be distinguished because they were too worn-out.

"Return the source to us."

In the dark, a pair of glowing blue eyes appear very frightening.

"Source, in their blood."

"Source, only belongs to us."

These humanoid monsters carry all kinds of weapons, some of which are quite simple. They are just a stick with half a broken sword tied at the tip.

Although simple, these weapons are full of dried blood. One of them, a human shaped monster with more complete clothes, carries a huge axe nearly three meters long. The axe head alone is the size of a bucket. At the center of the heavy single axe, there is a beating blue heart.

"This is the last village, kill them all."

The leader of the monster holds the long axe behind him. With a wave of the axe, the crisp metal sound spreads.

"Roar!"

A roar, hundreds of humanoid monsters rushed out, their movements are very vigorous, even in the green bamboo jump.

Bang.

A crisp sound came, and a long arrow cut through the night. It was nearly two meters long, with three colored feathers at the end. The metal arrow at the tip was long and thin, and the whole arrow was diamond shaped.

Poop, the arrow is nailed to the forehead of a humanoid monster. He steps back and squats on the ground.

On the roof at the edge of the bamboo village, a young girl holds a long bow, which is made of various materials and vibrates gently. She just released the arrow.

The girl's name is Ji, the one who asked Su Xiao to leave as soon as possible last night. At this time, she is standing in the front line. Because, in her village, she wants to guard by herself. Moreover, she is very confident in her own speed and is ready to fly the enemy kite.

Thorn took an arrow out of the quiver at the back of her waist and drew the strings again. In the dark, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised. She had been practicing for ten years. Today, her skills are finally available.

Bang.

Spine's fingers let go of the bowstring. Somehow, she felt her hands were completely relaxed.

With a crack, a long bow and two broken arms fell on the roof. A man-shaped monster with a long axe was standing beside the thorn and watching her. Blood was dripping down the sharp edge of the axe.

"Wait..."

After a while, the spine didn't know anything. The leader of the monster grabbed the remnant of the spine with one hand, and the bright blue light came out of the remnant of the spine, and fell into the axe in the leader's hand. The heart in the center of the axe was even bluer.