The palm-sized short knife was as thin as a cicada's wings and as light as a feather, Zhou Fan had just put down the heavy knife before, and he could hardly feel the weight of the light knife in his hand.

He lightly slashed a knife, and now the knife fell silently, but this is not a heavy knife, the light knife should swing the knife violently!

Zhou Fan didn't have time to think about it, and began to practice the light knife hard, and at the beginning, each knife fell too lightly, so light that it was difficult to control the landing point of the knife.

And the knife is fluttering, without any power at all.

Zhou Fan felt a little headache, this light knife is really not easy to control, how easy is it to do what the fog said?

Zhou Fan could only try to adjust the state of swinging the knife while chopping the knife, and after hundreds of knives, the landing point of the knife was finally greatly improved, and even the light knife fell and the blade trembled slightly, making a faint sneer.

Zhou Fan didn't have time to be surprised, the familiar feeling of the world turning around came again, and he helplessly let go of the light knife in his hand and closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, Zhou Fan had already returned from the gray river space.

A new morning has arrived, and the breeze on Xiaohu Lake is rippling with blue waves.

After Zhou Fan took his brother to Xiaoqiu Lake, he carefully patrolled the area, and after confirming that there was nothing abnormal, he put his hand on the handle of the straight knife he was carrying at his waist.

Holding the handle of the knife, Zhou Fan instantly felt that it was not the same as yesterday, and the desire to draw the knife burst out.

Zhou Fan's hand moved, the straight knife came out of the sheath, making a 'choking' sound, and the knife shook upward.

Zhou Fan laughed, he crisscrossed and slashed a few more times, today's swing of the knife was extremely enjoyable, and there was no longer the obscure feeling of yesterday.

This is entirely thanks to the cultivation in the Gray River Space, and the Gray River Space may not dare to do the cultivation of Yuan Qi incorporation, but there is definitely no problem in practicing martial arts.

After Zhou Fan was a little excited, he calmed down and continued to cultivate, the foundation of sword skills has made great progress, but there is still a long way to go before he can really get started.

It was only less than half an hour of cultivation that the cold wind gradually rose, and the sky was full of dark clouds.

Zhou Fan put the knife into the sheath, looked up at the dense clouds surging in the sky, and his face became solemn.

It's going to rain.

The dead Zheng Zhenmu once said that the most taboo thing when patrolling is a rainy day, and there are too many unpredictable dangers.

Soon Lu Kui asked the patrol members to send the robes and hats, and learned from the people who sent them that the atmosphere of the entire patrol team has become solemn and vigilant, and everyone knows that rainy days are the most dangerous weather for patrols, especially when five members of the team died on sunny days during this time.

The old man beside Zhou Fan also became a little anxious.

Zhou Fan suddenly thought that a rainy day might affect his brother's sense of smell, and if so, it would be very bad for him.

He didn't think much about it, but broke off the branches with dense green leaves and built a shelter for the old man to shelter from the rain.

The tree shed was erected, and the dude got in.

The heavenly dome began to rain down on the vast land.

Zhou Fan hurriedly put on his coat and put on a hat.

The torrential rain was like a note, crackling on the green trees and green grass.

The smooth surface of Xiaoqiu Lake was pierced by the raindrops, and the sky and earth became white.

His vision also became blurred, Zhou Fan held the handle of the knife in his right hand and the small flame talisman in his left hand.

The small flame charm seems to be made of yellow paper, but this yellow paper paper is special, even if it is placed in water, it will not be damaged at all, if it is destroyed in water, then the patrol will be miserable in the rain.

Xiao Yanfu is not afraid of water, but Zhou Fan is still calm, in this kind of rainstorm, even if the signal flare can be launched, I am afraid that the sound will not be able to travel far, and if you encounter strange things, you can only deal with it yourself.

Now we can only hope that this rainy day will pass as soon as possible, and the summer rain will come and go quickly, and it should not be long.

Zhou Fan pondered all kinds of things in his heart, but his eyes were staring straight at the front of Xiaoqiu Lake, in case any accident happened.

The rain beans drip on the hat and flow along the edge of the hat into a rain line.

Zhou Fanzhi, who was standing on the edge of the circle, frowned, the sound of wind and rain and all kinds of noises caused by rain also affected his hearing.

Zhou Fan glanced at the old man again, the old man was crouching, his dog head poking out, and he was scanning around.

Zhou Fan retracted his gaze to pay attention to the situation around him, and the thick dark clouds in the distance showed no sign of thinning, like a black quilt full of water, constantly pouring rain downward.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier.

The clammy and cold water vapor passed through the grass, Zhou Fan felt wet and greasy, and his face was also stained with a little rain.

The waterproof effect of the coat and hat is very average, Zhou Fan wiped the rain on his face, in this weather, people's mood will inevitably become a little bad, but he still looks at Xiaoqiu Lake cautiously to prevent anything from escaping.

The rainwater that fell on the ground accumulated more and more, converging into a small stream on the Mo circle and flowing under Zhou Fan's feet.

Suddenly, the little dog hair on the old brother's neck stood upside down, and it rushed out of the tree shed and barked at Zhou Fan.

Listening to the barking sound that pierced through the rain curtain, Zhou Fan's face tightened, the long knife was unsheathed, his pupils turned, and there was nothing abnormal around him, but the old man was still barking wildly.

The sound of rain hitting green leaves and the sound of wind are intertwined.

Zhou Fan knew that something must be wrong, his whole body tensed, there must be something strange nearby, otherwise the brother would not be so abnormal!

But he saw nothing in his sight!

"No matter, retreat first!" Zhou Fan raised his foot and wanted to retreat, and then he found that his foot could not be lifted.

Zhou Fan lowered his head in amazement, his feet were covered with black mud, sticking his feet to the ground.

Only a small part of Zhou Fan's feet climbed, and there was a puddle of black mud hidden in the yellow muddy water!

The pasty-like black mud wriggled, as if it was alive, and it slowly spread towards Zhou Fan's feet.

Looking at the black mud that crawled over at some point by the current, Zhou Fan's arms immediately became densely pimpled.

Zhou Fan pulled his foot hard and tried to break free, but he pulled out his foot naked and painful, and he couldn't pull his foot out of the black mud.

He has a lot of strength, but after all, he is a mortal, and if he exerts more strength, he will only tear off his feet.

Zhou Fan gave up pulling his feet hard, he just quickly pasted the small flame talisman in his left hand on the ring head straight knife.

The flame rune appears on the blade.

Zhou Fan slashed at his feet with a cold face, and the cold blade slashed through countless raindrops and slashed on the pile of black mud.

The black mud splattered away, and the straight knife cut a line on the black mud.

A snort rang out, and Black Mud let out a high-pitched scream.

Effective!

Zhou Fan slashed at the puddle of black mud one after another, and countless black mud blocks were splashed and fell by the knife.

The old man was in a hurry and barked in a circle, but he didn't dare to step into the black mud.

Zhou Fan quickly frowned again, there was too much black mud, and as he dropped the knife, the black mud climbed faster and faster, and it was already past his belly.

The black mud hasn't hurt Zhou Fan yet, but Zhou Fan doesn't dare to imagine what will happen if this disgusting thing crawls all over his body, and he will suffocate to death?

This weird black mud must be dealt with now!

Zhou Fan thought calmly for a moment, he used a knife to draw circles under his feet, trying to cut off the spreading black mud, but the circles he drew were quickly covered by the black mud.

He tried to scrape the black mud off his body with a knife, and the straight knife with the small flame talisman could scrape the black mud off, but the black mud would keep climbing up, and he could only slow down the speed of the black mud climbing.

Just when Zhou Fan was quickly turning his brain, the old man suddenly shouted more urgently.

Zhou Fan looked around, and he found that the old man was screaming at Xiaoqiu Lake.

Zhou Fan's eyes froze, and he looked up at Xiaoqiu Lake.

There was a humanoid thing standing by the lake.

The raindrops blurred his vision, and Zhou Fan took a breath of cold air, but he could see that this thing was not human, because it didn't have a head!

It rushed towards Zhou Fan's side!