Eye of Darkness

He directly blocked the attack of the big wolf dog, but Yan Ming was also staggered by the sudden force. The following wave of darkness was directly blocked by Zoroa with his skills.

The big wolfhound was pushed away by the military knife, and the wolf's tail swept onto the ground, plowing two deep ravines into the ground. Dust, smoke, and dust flew up, instantly blocking the entire sight.

Yan Ming hugged Soraya and ran through the dust.

But suddenly, Yan Ming stopped in a hurry, stared at a cliff in front of him, and his heart tightened.

Turning around and looking around, he found that he had been chased to a dead end by a pack of large wolf dogs at some point.

He cursed in his heart for not paying attention to his surroundings just now, but his arm started to stop with the help of a short burst of firepower and reached for the Poké Ball containing the dragon.

But at this moment, a white beam of light shot out from behind the wolves at high speed and attacked Zoroa.

Seeing this, Yan Ming hurriedly took Soraya to escape. But at this step, Yan Ming felt his feet slip. He used too much force to avoid and rolled directly on the stone ground after the rain for a distance. He was about to fall off the cliff. , at the critical moment, Yan Ming thought about the existence that might be hiding in the dark and caused all this, so he simply jumped down with Soraya in his arms.

If he stays here, he will definitely suffer a lot of losses. With his physical strength, the degree of injury if he falls down is much better than if he stays here and fights alone.

Seeing Yan Ming and Soraya fall off the cliff, the original big wolf dogs suddenly came back to their senses and felt that the disturbing smell disappeared. The big wolf dogs looked at each other, a little at a loss, and hesitated for a while. Finally, the leading big wolf dog left here with the other elves.

There was only one figure left, visible in the moonlight. The figure had an orange and white umbrella-like structure around its neck. The big tongue on its head had eyes behind it. It was a hippopotamus king.

At this time, he was holding a bottle of potion in his hand, looking at the cliff where Yan Ming and Soraya fell, with lonely eyes.

If Yan Ming had seen the label on the bottle, he would have understood that it was an alchemical drug that could interfere with the olfactory system and cause insanity. Only trainers with pharmaceutical skills like cultivators could use this kind of medicine. With the prepared medicine, he can roughly understand the person who did it.

It was the elf who had died of the old man a long time ago, otherwise Yan Ming would never have seen other breeders, let alone provoked them.

As for the reason, Yan Ming can also understand it. It is nothing more than revenge or something. After all, although the old man's death was not caused by Yan Ming, he died because of Yan Ming.

However, Yan Ming is afraid that he will never know the cause of all this. The hippopotamus king's heart at this time is for the old man's help and the relief after giving back. Thinking about it, he is afraid that he will not remember this thing again. Come on.

Let’s talk about Yan Ming who jumped off the cliff.

He was currently in a thick patch of grass, and above it was a mountain wall dozens of meters high, surrounded by pitch black darkness.

Under such circumstances, even Yan Ming found it a little difficult to grasp his direction. Moreover, because of jumping down like this, Yan Ming's body was unable to move violently for a short period of time, and he had no way to control his body's actions. Yan Ming had no choice but to give up and let his body lie on the lawn.

Fortunately, it was not too painful after falling off the cliff this time. In the air, Yan Ming continued to catch the shade of some protruding vegetation and trees to use as a buffer. In addition, the haystacks when he landed were only slightly injured. The shocks were not too serious, and these slight shocks were nothing to Yan Ming's strong physique.

Rolling down from the haystack, feeling the stinging pain in his body, his eyes were full of helplessness.

If the dragon had been released in the air just now, maybe it wouldn't be like this.

But at that time, my idea was to put Zoroa back into the Poké Ball first, but as a result, I missed the time before releasing the dragon.

But this time I was really too stupid. I didn't realize that I was being tricked. I was also a little arrogant about my strength. I focused all my energy on how to improve my strength. In addition, I always thought about existences like Kuailong. What else was he afraid of? He was walking sideways, but he forgot that he was in a dangerous place like the ancient forest, and nothing happened. He didn't even pay attention to his surroundings, otherwise he wouldn't be able to set a trap for him. easy.

Forget it, apart from a little pain, there's no big problem anyway. Even if this encounter is about killing and majesty, it's more important to keep your mentality right.

Anyway, it was best to let the body recover first and not move for the time being. Yan Ming simply started to think about who would set a trap on him?

Could it be from the assassination organization?After all, I met them when I came to the ancient forest.

But look at that boy, he doesn't look like a guy who would do such a thing...

While he was thinking, Yan Ming, who had sharp eyes, noticed a faint light not far away slowly approaching him.

Yan Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he thought of something. After feeling it for a moment, and after his body was ready to attack, he prepared his attack and waited for the opponent to slowly approach.

The light became more intense at night, and under the orange light, it gradually revealed a vague human shape. At this time, Yan Ming also glanced at the appearance of the person coming.

It was a white-haired old man with a wrinkled face. He was wearing an ordinary gray cloth. At this time, the old man was holding a kerosene lamp in his left hand and a wooden stick in his right hand. From his perspective, the words Ming doesn't know life or death.

The old man first stood at a distance and looked at Yan Ming. With the help of the light in his hand, the old man's narrowed eyes saw Yan Ming clearly. Suddenly his eyes flashed with shock and he quickly walked to Yan Ming's side. Touched it with my hand.

"Son, are you okay!"

The old man's voice was low and hoarse. Seeing that Yan Ming didn't reply for a long time, his eyes were still closed tightly, and he seemed to have fainted. The old man stretched out his hand to feel his breath, opened his mouth slightly, looked at the dark and humid environment around him, sighed deeply, and rubbed his eyes. After rubbing it, he found an angle and slowly moved Yan Ming onto his back.

The weight of Yan Ming was not heavy, but it was not light either. Feeling Yan Ming's weight, the old man almost stumbled and the thick wooden stick in his hand almost slipped.

He hurriedly stabilized his body and tried not to disturb the wounds on the people behind him. The old man dragged his stooped back, lifted the kerosene lamp, and slowly walked towards the way he came from, one step at a time, carrying Yan Ming on his back.

Feeling the old man's thin but solid back, Yan Ming suddenly didn't want to pretend to be faint. Although he didn't look at the old man's appearance, he felt that he was quite old.

However, thinking of the experience of being trapped just now, Yan Ming remained silent and did not move. Smelling the faint scent of sandalwood coming from the old man, Yan Ming began to calm down and speed up his body's recovery.