Chapter 220 The Messenger of the Moon ([-])

As night fell, the forest was pitch black.

Occasionally, one or two wolves howled, coupled with the occasional frogs singing and birds singing, it was frightening.

here……

It is a boundless virgin forest.

There are no human voices, no fireworks, and some... just endless emptiness and loneliness.

Ning San'er pursed her lips when she heard the beast's cries that kept ringing in her ears, there were too many...

There are too many creatures here.

The sound of snakes passing by, the sound of startled hares jumping, and the whispering of owls from time to time... mixed together to form an astonishing symphony.

There is no fire, no food, and it is extremely dangerous to walk in the dark primeval forest.

Pursing her lips, Ning San'er, who was wearing thin clothes, set her eyes on the towering tree in front of her.

This tree can probably keep me from being eaten by wild beasts this night.

Sighing, Ning San'er climbed up towards the big tree, and after climbing to a place with a wide view, Ning San'er stopped.

Rubbing my hands, it hurts!
It hurts so much.

These hands are too fine to withstand the movement just now.

Looking at the scratched skin on it, Ning San'er pursed her lips, and blew gently to slow down the burning heat.

After finally waiting for the pain in his hand to subside, Ning San'er felt a chill hit him overwhelmingly.

Looking up, the woods that could have been illuminated by the starlight had been covered by mist.

Late at night.

"Humans who get lost here will definitely pay the price for their recklessness!

The forest has never been a place that humans can step into. "

Suddenly, Ning San'er's mind suddenly remembered such words.

Pursing her lips, Ning San'er let herself get stuck on the branch, stretched out her hand and rubbed her arms, so that she wouldn't be so cold.

But in the next second, a piercing pain swept through Ning San'er's heart.

Looking at the blood coming out of her hands, Ning San'er pursed her lips, ah...

She even forgot that she still had a wound on her hand...

Sighing, Ning San'er shook her numb legs, it was too cold.

If it continues like this, it may be frozen to death here.

Thinking of this, Ning San'er's eyes fell on the dark forest under the tree.

The ferocious beasts in the forest are patrolling their territory, if they go down at this time, they may be killed by some wild beasts that have already set their sights on him.

Sighing, Ning San'er slowly moved her body to warm her up.

The night gradually deepened, and the creatures gradually fell into a deep sleep.

At this time, even the slightest sound can cause huge vibrations in this forest.

Ning San'er didn't dare to move.

Cold and hunger tormented her all the time.

sleepy……

Ning San'er's eyes narrowed slightly.

Too sleepy.

She wants to sleep.

But in this situation, if he falls asleep, there is only a dead end waiting for him.

The sleepy eyes swept slightly towards the bottom of the tree, but saw a few chilling green lights.

One o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock, four o'clock...

Like fireflies in summer, the quiet green light lit up the dark forest, and at the same time, it also aroused the fear in Ning San'er's heart.

This is... a pack of wolves!
All around!
Densely packed!
They...discovered themselves?

The chill in her heart gradually increased, Ning San'er tightened her fingers holding Dashu...

(End of this chapter)

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