Devil's Concubine

Chapter 77 Hunting King Ning (7)
Looking at the corpses of jackals in the open area of ​​the forest, Qin Shurong sighed softly.

Although jackals are not the most vicious animals in the jungle, because jackals appear in groups, once one appears, a group will inevitably appear. Under the siege of a group of jackals, even lions and tigers will be defeated. avoid.

But these jackals are all dead at this time.

Three arrows, just three arrows, a total of ten jackals, all fell to the ground and died.

As for Mo Ranchen, what he saw was a boa constrictor hanging on a giant tree. The boa constrictor was dead and had no breath. A sharp arrow pierced through the tail and nailed fiercely to the tree trunk.

A sharp arrow was shot from the mouth of the boa constrictor, pierced the five internal organs of the boa constrictor, and then emerged from the tail of the boa constrictor, and then firmly nailed the boa constrictor.

The mastery of strength and size can be described as perfect.

"Keep going." Mo Ranchen said again, his calm and unwavering emotions, at this time, there were circles of ripples slowly swaying.

Qin Shurong responded, and the two continued to walk inside. Behind them, those figures in black, like maggots on tarsal bones, followed closely behind them, silently, but everywhere!

The more Mo Ranchen and Qin Shurong walked inside, the more deeply they felt.

Here, there are fewer and fewer dead animals, but the way these animals die has become more and more strange.

Some died of being gutted, some were pierced through the eyes, and some were shot into the abdomen by a sharp arrow... There are all kinds of death methods. Obviously, the people who hunt and kill these animals are not just It's for killing, it looks more like a game, a game of killing.

"To be honest, I suddenly don't want to go forward. This is not hunting at all, but hunting, the art of hunting." Qin Shurong looked at these animals with different dead shapes, and said thoughtfully.

Mo Ranchen was expressionless, and said slowly: "You are right, but it is precisely because of this that we must know who they are."

"Perhaps, it's not that important who they are." Qin Shurong withdrew his gaze, his voice was low, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Mo Ranchen and Qin Shurong had different ideas. He was categorically denying Qin Shurong's statement in order to confirm one thing. Mo Ranchen said in a deep voice, "If that's the case, brother Qin will rest for now. I'll come as soon as I go."

As soon as Mo Ranchen finished speaking, he heard two sharp voices of "咻...咻..." from a distance, and two hissing long arrows shot out through the air, and the two long arrows shot from two different angles. To the sky, his strength surged, tearing the air, as if he wanted to shoot the sky through with an arrow.

"Excellent inner strength!"

"What a powerful arm!"

Mo Ranchen and Qin Shurong sighed at the same time, and the two looked at each other, without saying a word, they immediately rode forward, and then separated on the two mountain roads, each rushing towards the depths of the dense forest.

Two horses, one white and one yellow, rolled up the billowing smoke and dust, and instantly threw away Mo Longwei who was following behind, each of them sank into the depths of the dense forest, and chased away in the direction of the arrow.

And those ghost-like figures in black realized the trajectory of the two people's separation. The two leading ones looked at each other, and one of them waved his big hand and said in a deep voice, "This way."

"Brush... brush... brush..."

Countless black-clothed figures, rabbits rising and falling, the figures are as fast as lightning, chasing in the direction where Mo Ranchen disappeared.

No one knew where these figures in black came from, and no one knew what the identity of these figures in black was.

At this moment, in the depths of the Moon Mountain jungle, under the protection of Mo Longwei, many princes and princes have entered the depths. These people are usually the sons of heaven in Mingyue City, and they are fighting against each other.This time is no exception, everyone is trying their best to compete in the number of prey.

Occasionally, some princes and princes traveled through the jungle and met these figures in black, but after a while, all the people, including the Mo Longwei guards, were bleeding from the jungle and never came back.

The black-clothed figure killed people like hemp, and killed everyone he saw. After killing, the figure flew through the jungle like the wind, leaving no traces. No one knew what happened.

Mo Ranchen was extremely fast, and soon found the place where the arrow shot out just now. The messy horseshoe marks were still there, but the people had disappeared, leaving only a few prey that were shot.

"What a fast speed, what a domineering method!" Mo Ranchen's face changed slightly, his eyes shone slightly, he glanced in all directions, followed the traces left by the horse's hooves, and chased after him again.

The more you enter the dense forest, the mountain becomes more and more steep, which is no longer suitable for horses to move forward. However, the figure in front of you is still not seen.

"Chu Yunshang, is it really you? If so, you surprised me today." Mo Ranchen murmured thoughtfully.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of arrows piercing through the air behind him.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

Arrows shot from behind him.

Mo Ranchen's face changed drastically. These long arrows were not aimed at the prey deep in the jungle, but at him.

"What's going on, could it be that someone deliberately lured me to come here?"

Mo Ranchen turned up his palm and patted the horse's back forcefully. The figure flashed, leaped high, and sprinted forward.

He was extremely fast, and there was only a light crimson figure left in the air, that crimson color was as gorgeous as blood, at the same time, a very sharp horse cry came, and the white horse Mo Ranchen sat on, After being pierced by thousands of arrows, he fell to the ground and died.

"poisonous!"

Looking at the black blood that flowed from the body of the white horse, Mo Ranchen immediately understood.

This is a hunt for him!

Mo Ranchen is no longer a hunter at this moment, but has become someone else's prey.

The hunter came aggressively and prepared, but he became the prey under the arrows.

(End of this chapter)