Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

When the eight people heard Fan Tianluo's words, they all fell silent and listened carefully.

"It sounds like someone is crying. Could it be the ghost crying in Ghost Weeping Valley?" Chu Yueyue was not afraid when she came back this time, instead she was the first to speak. In fact, everyone heard it.

Fan Tianluo looked at the others, Ning Huatian frowned and said, "It doesn't seem to be crying."

"That's right, it's not crying at all, and there are screams from people inside." Fan Tianluo said with certainty, "Everyone follow closely, be careful, Xiao Liang, and protect Yueyue."

Xiao Liang nodded, and walked to Chu Yueyue. He was extremely convinced of Fantianluo's strength, and he still hadn't figured out how many cards Fantianluo had.

Chu Yueyue's face was a little red, besides Ning Huatian was very handsome, it was this Xiao Liang, but this man was a bit cold and evil, which made her afraid to approach him.

The four brothers of the Lan family flattened their lips in displeasure, but they did not dare to have any objection to Fan Tianluo's decision, not to mention that they found that Xiao Liang's strength had actually strengthened this time. It seems that the fourth-level illusion has benefited him a lot.

Fantian Luomao moved forward, and the crying-like sound in everyone's ears seemed to be getting louder and louder.

"This sound is so weird. It sounds like crying but it's not. It's like a roar. I don't know what it's coming from?" Lan Yichen said with a frown, and he could hear it clearly.

"No, the sound is coming towards us." Fan Tianluo's complexion changed slightly, and a sense of crisis made her immediately lead everyone away from the sound, and flew horizontally, and then let everyone hide in the dense trees superior.

Fan Tianluo stood on a tree about 30 meters in front of them, her ears pricked up, and Mo Xingchen floated out of the silver cup towards the direction of the sound.

Suddenly Fantianluo's complexion changed drastically, because she suddenly remembered what the voice was, and before she had time to call Mo Xingchen back, Mo Xingchen's phantom floated away quickly, and said in a panic: "Xiao Luo, it's the black hornet, the son of countless black hornets." Fierce beasts! They are coming here after the smell of people."

"Damn!" Fantianluo actually guessed that the sound was the whining sound of countless bees, blown by the wind in the woods, and it sounded like a ghost crying after drilling through the mountain.

Mo Xingchen rushed directly into the silver cup, and Fan Tianluo went back. After a little calculation in her mind, she thought that since they had come to experience and practiced, they would always feel dangerous, but as long as it was really dangerous, she didn't mind using the silver cup.

"Everyone get ready, the swarm of black hornets has smelled us and is coming this way. We have to fight our way through Devil May Cry Valley." Fan Tianluo said seriously to the people on the tree when she came back .

Eight people descended from the tree one after another, all weapons in their hands. Under the command of Fantianluo, nine people formed a drill shape, Fantianluo was at the front, and one person stood out. On both sides were Xiao Liang and Lan Yichen as shoulders. The other four brothers of the Lan family formed In the second half circle, this offensive and defensive formation is most suitable for breakthroughs when there are many enemies.

While everyone was panicking, the roaring hum was less than 30 meters ahead, and it became louder and louder. The little moonlight in the woods suddenly seemed to be covered by a huge black cloth , and instantly became blind.

Fortunately, everyone is a martial artist, although their eyesight is not as good as in the daytime, but it is not a serious problem, especially Fan Tianluo has informed them of the danger in advance, so that they still have a kind of passion in fear.