"Adjust your breath for a while, and then I'll teach you how to break the formation and use the railing position."

"Yes, Master!"

The girl sat cross-legged on the spot without caring and began to regulate her breathing.

Lu Ze walked forward more than ten steps, stood in front of the half corpse and stretched out his hand.

Pulled by the Qi machine, a black metal cylinder fell into the palm of the hand, and the blood stains on it were burned into smoke by the hot breath before falling into the palm.

The smoke and sound immediately attracted Zhang Xinghuo's attention. She looked at Lu Ze in confusion. When she took a closer look at the cylinder in Lu Ze's hand, she hurriedly reminded her.

"Master, that's a hunter's whistle arrow. Don't depress the mechanism at the bottom, otherwise..."

Squeak - whoosh - bang.

The sharp sound resounded through the sky, and a ball of brilliant sparks exploded high in the sky, which lingered for a long time.

Zhang Xinghuo opened his little mouth slightly and looked at the sky cutely.

"What else?"

Lu Ze threw away the quiver, turned around and asked.

"No, otherwise, it will be whoosh, bang... Jiang Zi."

The girl stammered and felt bad all over.

What the hell are you doing, Master!

"Oh, that's it..." Lu Ze responded, but his expression was extremely indifferent.

【What a piece of wool】.

Zhang Xinghuo's luck almost went sideways.

"It looks like there's still a tough battle to be fought next, so you should adjust your breathing faster."

After finishing speaking, Lu Ze turned around and jumped back to the branch of the metasequoia tree. He looked into the distance and fell into deep thought again.

I--

Zhang Xinghuo's brain is about to crash.

"Eee, eee~" (Oh, I'm used to it~)

With a sigh of cuteness, Pharaoh jumped onto Zhang Xinghuo's shoulders and patted the girl's ears comfortingly.

…

Ten miles away.

Wu Liangha and Lao Er, who had just attracted the strange beast and laid the trap, raised their heads at the same time and stared at the sky in the distance.

After being filtered through layers of filters, only the slender whistle like a bird's call remained, as well as the colorful clouds.

It’s clearly Lao San’s whistle arrow!

Isn’t it scheduled to meet tomorrow?

Why did he send out whistle arrows as soon as he started taking action?

But in the ancient land, all long-distance communication methods were blocked, and they could not get in touch with each other at all.

Even Wuliang Harian couldn't communicate with Lao Er.

It is a rule of the safari to never fire whistle arrows unless necessary.

So the third child was either in danger or made a major discovery.

Combined with Lao San's outstanding leg skills, it would be an extravagant hope for the Ten-Star War King to keep him.

So there may be more important discoveries...

What discovery could make Lao San immediately interrupt his hunting plan?

It doesn't matter whether they are doubtful or curious now, the whistle arrow has been sent out, and the two of them must pass.

"Damn it, if you don't gain much, I will break your legs."

Wu Liangha cursed, looked at the scattered warriors who had stepped into the ambush with some reluctance, and turned around to run away.

The second child was the same, with an unhappy expression on his face, but still made the same choice.

The two figures were not visible at all in this huge ancient mountain range.

The warriors who entered the east and west directions to explore had no idea that dozens of them had just passed death.

…

…

The ancient land has its own atmosphere.

Outside the ancient land, there are even more undercurrents surging, and there is a faint potential for rapid changes.

After the death of the Shijia ancestor, the eldest grandson Xuanying, who was best at interpreting hexagrams, went to Wenxinzhai in Bingfeng, informed everyone of the interpretation information, and then returned alone.

I didn’t go with the Zhao family, Gu family, or Tantai family, and I didn’t borrow the Song family’s wooden crown crane to fly again.

It can be said that once you enter the forest, you lose your trace.

At this moment, Changsun Xuanying had returned to the southwest main hall of the Changsun family.

The head of the Changsun family, Changsun Yonglie, has arrived at this moment, and Da Ma Jin Dao is sitting in the hall.

After the dusty eldest son Xuanying entered, the contemporary head of the family grinned, stood up abruptly, and appeared next to the eldest son Xuanying in the form of an afterimage, holding his shoulders and elbows with piercing eyes.

"My brother Xuanying, have you made a decision this time?"
Chapter completed!