The reason why the cry for help came and went was because the man was not shouting for help, but moaning weakly. If it weren't for the quiet and windless cold night, the three of them were all demon cultivators, and their hearing was far better than that of ordinary people, and they wouldn't have heard it at all.

The three of them followed the sound and descended the hillside south. The slopes in this area are getting steeper, but there are still many spiky cedar trees growing on the slopes. As they climbed down the trunks, the cold and maddening scent they smelled grew stronger and stronger, and a figure appeared.

The woman was like a hanged ghost, draped in a wide dark cloak, hung from a large tree, with a light gray rope tied around her body, her head hanging to the side, her hair hanging down, and her mouth was always whispering words like "help me", in what seemed to be the Terran language of the Blood Refining Tribe.

Yuegang was about to step forward when he was pulled by Yueying. The latter glanced around, then motioned for his companions to look up. The three of them were shocked together. It turns out that many cedar trees in this area have people hanging under them, as if the trees are full of fruits.

The three of them were alarmed. Yueying swept her sense around, and found that the people who were hanging were all gone, but the woman was still alive. She was originally also a monk, and she built a double foundation, but her breath was weak, and her cultivation was greatly damaged, so she was no longer a threat.

"Who are you?" Tsukiyo confirmed that there was no danger, and asked Tsukigang and Tsukitaki to step forward and put the woman down. She was wrapped around her with a strange, extremely elastic cord. Tsukitaki took out the sharp blade, and finally cut the tangled rubber rope and helped her to sit up.

"I'm a tribal shrine maiden. The woman who had been put down replied in a low voice.

"Blood refiners?" Yue Ying noticed that the dead people who were hanging were all dressed as blood refiners. This reminded him of the recent rumors in Kapok City that people from the Blood Refining Tribe had disappeared inexplicably. Both the Red Thorn Department and the Cang Straw Department suspected that the other party's people were engaged in malicious revenge, and they each tracked down, but no results were found. So all these people were hanged here?

"Why are you hanging here?" Moonrise continued, "What's this weird scent?"

The woman replied angrily:

"This is the smell of cannibalism from the cold incense spiders in the northern regions. The Hanxiang Spider likes to absorb the essence of the monk the most. After sucking it up, it will continue to release this cannibalistic poison.

"Cannibalism has no obvious effect on demonic cultivators, but it has a great effect on wild demons without spiritual intelligence, which can attract wild demons to linger, and can also make them have a strong appetite for their own kind, making them cannibalistic.

"There are dozens of cold incense spiders on this hillside, constantly releasing cannibal poison, and the cold air that continues to sink along the top of the mountain flows into the valley below. Wherever the red-haired baboon herds lose interest in other foods and begin to devour each other.

"So the beast tide has not arrived in Kapok City for a long time. But the red-haired baboons here are gathering more and more, and they are constantly devouring each other. Orange-haired and green-haired demon baboons have already appeared, and even Jindan-level purple baboons may appear......

"In this way, as long as there are no cold incense spiders, the beast tide will be far more powerful than in previous years, and it will be able to engulf Kapok City and pull out the portal of the Sleeping Evil Mountain. ”

The woman kept her head bowed and whispered, as if she were telling a story. But the more Tsukitaki listened, the more frightened he became. In this way, Kapok City is simply in danger. Who is so bent on dealing with the Treants? I wonder if it is the ghost owl or the dream raccoon dog that has always been at odds with the Treant?

The Tree Clan is like a towering tree in the demon world, and it is thought that all kinds of races come to cling to it, and very few alien races dare to challenge the authority of the Tree Clan. In addition to resisting a beast tide once every few years, Kapok City has never encountered a real war with a foreign tribe.

"Let's quickly send a message to the city lord, and then let's withdraw. Tsukitaki looked at Tsukiying in horror. She was terribly afraid that the old-fashioned captain would have to continue to investigate the matter.

Yueying hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "You transmit the sound first, and then bring this girl back to the city." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Tsukitaki was stunned, and his eyes were straight. Yueying's heart shook suddenly, feeling as if she had fallen into ice water, and the heat in her body disappeared without a trace. A cold force slowly but irresistibly penetrated into his bones, gently stunting him.

The chill did not come from a monk, but from a sword that was more than a foot long. The whole body of the sword was crystal clear, and there was a blue cold qi flowing continuously, like a piece of 10,000-year-old ice, which was constantly rising up a thick cold mist.

As soon as this sword appeared, it swept away the sense of security that Yueying's original divine sense had gained from investigating and not finding any enemies, as if it had fallen into a soft ice mist, but there was a strong sense of life and death crisis in his heart.

The hilt of the sword was in the hands of the woman they had saved, and the blade had pierced Tsukitaki's chest, revealing the tip of the sword from her back.

The strange thing is that although this sword feels extremely cold, it is only in their hearts. Tsukitaki was pierced by a sword, but his body was not frozen. The witch drew her sword, and blood sprayed her in the face like a fountain.

She threw her sword on the ground, and with both hands she tossed the hair loose from her head, revealing a blood-stained face. She didn't pay any attention to the two Moon Raven men on the side, and took out a brocade to wipe her face.

Yueying and Yuegang stood for a long time, completely covered by the power of divine consciousness revealed in this sword. It was a gentle, soft, yet irresistibly cold force, like a heavy snowflake falling and burying them.

If this sword had appeared at the beginning, Yueying would not have approached here with them at all, and would have turned around and gone back to the city a long time ago

After all, Yueying was a Void Dan monk, and after half a breath, he finally broke free from this feeling. He saw that Yuegang's gaze beside him was still a little glazed, and the woman had already picked up the sword and stood up.

There were still blood stains on her beautiful face, and she smiled and said, "I told the two eldest brothers everything the slave family did, not only did you not stay to help, but you were also in a hurry to go back and betray the slave family?"

"Fly with me!"

Yue Ying surged the power of qi and blood in his whole body, and roared angrily, and at the same time he jumped up, a black light flashed, and his body disappeared like smoke, turning into a pitch-black crow under the moonlight, struggling to spread its wings and fly.

Under that roar, Yuegang's divine consciousness was also violently shocked and came to his senses. He actually remembered everything that was happening in front of him, but he wanted to move but couldn't. Now that he can move, he didn't think about anything else, and he turned into a crow and flew in the opposite direction of the moon.

It didn't matter where the two of them were flying. Yueying pinned her hopes on that woman's cultivation to be low, and only that sword was a super powerful magic weapon.

Generally speaking, no matter how powerful the magic weapon is, it also needs the urging of the owner. If the owner's strength is low or injured, the power of the magic weapon will be greatly limited. In this case, there is still a good chance that one of the two of them will escape.

But the woman did not chase the two men, but took out a bronze mirror out of nowhere, and carefully wiped the remaining blood on her face against the moonlight. Then she took off her heavy blood-stained cloak and threw it on the ground, revealing her gorgeous blue splendid palace dress and slender figure.

She wasn't a Blood Refiner, and the Blood Refiner's cloak was nothing more than she had stripped from the corpse of a Blood Refiner. She is Lan Ruoshuang, a witch of the cold dust tribe in the northern regions from afar.

The two crows were about to rush out of the woods, but they suddenly stopped and hit something invisible. Yue Ying shouted in his heart, he didn't even think that there were demon spiders in this place, so he would naturally lay cobwebs!

The cobwebs were the thickness of a finger, spiraled like a stretched spring, and covered with crystal-beaded glue. As soon as you stick to it, you can't break free. It's good that he didn't struggle, but when he struggled, he ran into the nearby spider silk again, and the more he got entangled, the more he entangled.

He turned into a human body, drew his sharp blade, and was about to cut off the tangled spider silk, but saw a large spider the size of a human head, transparent and made of ice, crawling on his face at great speed.

A pair of sharp limbs were clamped left and right in front of him, and a violent stinging pain came, but then he felt numb from the cold. Then it was as if all his consciousness had been drained, and he didn't feel anything anymore.

Soon after, Yueying and Yuegang were also hung from the tree like those blood refiners. And the strange fragrance in the air is a little stronger.

The cold air continued to drift in the air, gradually condensing into a faint mist. Three figures composed of white mist came out of the mist, which was similar to Yueying, Yuegang, and Yuelong before their lives, but their movements and postures were a little wooden. The three of them walked towards Lan Ruoshuang in a daze, turned into mist again, burrowed into the soul wound sword in her hand, and disappeared.