Because at night, the danger in Tianxuan Forest is two to three times greater. No one dares hunt at night, even the talented university students in Kyoto easily feel fear.
Yes, like ink, the breeze blows, the leaves and branches rustle. In the distance, Chu Country's howls rise one after another, accompanied by sporadic calls of wild birds at home, making Tianxuan Forest even more eerie and terrifying.
Outside Canglong Forest, at the edge of Python Forest, the crowd began to turn.
Under the torchlight, Wu Yunshan's face looked even more cold and fierce.
"Have you not found the figures of those two boys?" Wu Yunshan looked up at the pitch-black night sky, speaking to the song beside him.
Ge Shuzui drunkly bowed and replied, "No! For three days, Ney, we searched outside Canglong Forest. We never saw those two boys, not even their corpses."
"The disciples outside Python Forest's gate didn't see anyone coming out of Dragon Forest."
