Playful Concubine: Black-bellied Devil Emperor, be tough!

Chapter 897

In the endless forest, only Jun Luoxi was lit with fire. However, the monsters did not dare to approach. Those skeletons became enraged, but even the monsters were killed.

Probably subconsciously, they thought the fire was the light from the skull's eyes, too bright and powerful to dare to provoke.

Not being disturbed, this is what Jun Luoxi could only hope for.

As for the heartless and heartless Fatty, as long as it has something to eat, everything can be ignored.

If you don't come to the underworld, you will come. Jun Luoxi was a little uncomfortable at first, but later, she was relieved. Anyway, it's enough to come to a strange place alone to practice.

Protect yourself and find your way back, that's the point.

She didn't know that in a forest far away from her, there was a group of people with tired faces. Everyone walked silently, contemplating everything around them, and after finding a place to rest, they sat down exhausted.

Everyone has vicissitudes of life on their faces, but no one complains, maybe complaining is useless.

They took out dry food and water, and ate in silence. No fire was made, and everyone hugged their quilts to make do, leaving a few people to watch the night, and everyone was taking the time to rest.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and when the sky lightened slightly, they suddenly felt a burst of chill, and those night watchmen suddenly looked not far away vigilantly.

"Who is it?! Come out!" There was thick fog in the mountains in the morning, and the weak light and thick fog made it difficult to see the appearance of people in the distance.

And his loud cry woke up those sleeping people. There were less than three hundred people. They quickly put away their things and took out their weapons one after another.

At this moment, they fixed their eyes, and they saw the person in front of them, oh no, the skeleton.

"Again! Why is the ghost lingering!" Someone in the crowd was crying, as if tormented by the things in front of him, he wanted to cry.

Everyone's faces were quite ugly, and no one spoke.

"There's more in the back!" Someone exclaimed, and immediately someone turned around and became vigilant.

Immediately afterwards, someone shouted, "Ah, we are surrounded!"

As these skeletons approached a little bit, the faces of this group of people were not only ugly, but with a hint of despair. Looking around, there were countless skeletons.

You know, last night, it took them a lot of effort to get rid of these skeletons. They have tried their best to hide and eliminate their breath, but why were they still chased.

They don't know that the so-called breath is different from skeletons, they naturally have a way.

"Fight it! With this group of monsters." With no choice, no one wanted to die aggrieved, so they had to make psychological preparations to fight it out.

Just as everyone was getting ready to attack, a melodious flute sounded in the forest, and at the same time, the slowly approaching skeletons suddenly stopped.

After a long while, as if he heard an order or was afraid of something, he backed away slowly little by little, and gradually disappeared into the thick fog.

Surprised, but this group of people did not dare to act rashly, they still formed a circle, holding their weapons very solemnly, for fear that this was just a cover-up for the enemy.

When the dense fog dissipated, the morning light gradually climbed up the mountain, and the warmth dispelled the coldness left over from the night. They found that the skeletons had disappeared without a trace.

"It's gone, because of this strange flute sound?" Someone hesitated to ask.

These skeletons are very weird. They will appear no matter day or night. Of course, they also have weaknesses. When there is moonlight, they will choose to bask in the moonlight and not attack much. They took advantage of the moonlight to escape last night.

(End of this chapter)