Chapter 114

The night fell slowly, and the high hanging bright moon shed a little silver light, which made the dark forest look a little bright. From time to time, there was a penetrating sharp howling in the depths of the forest, and countless fierce animals were alive in the cool night.

Walking slowly between the dense forests and looking at the increasingly sparse trees around, Zhuo Wen sighed. According to the map given by the young man in white, he should be at the junction between the inner and outer parts of the annihilation forest.

Compared with the inner perimeter, it's a lot safer here, but Zhuo Wen won't relax his vigilance because of this. After all, the periphery is also dangerous, and he won't be careless.

"I didn't expect that the inner circumference of the annihilated forest was so broad. Even if I hurried all day and night, I didn't reach the junction between the inner circumference and the periphery."

Zhuo Wen's face is still young, but it is no longer the original beautiful appearance, but looks like an ordinary, pale face, a weak look.

On that day, the little black dog changed Zhuo Wen's face into the appearance of an obscene uncle without authorization. Zhuo Wen naturally refused. Therefore, at the mandatory request of Zhuo Wen, Xiaohei also changed Zhuo Wen's face again, that is, the appearance of this weak young man.

Looking up at the completely darkened sky, Zhuo Wen knew that it was no longer suitable to travel at night. He had to find a safe place to have a rest, whether it was the fatigue caused by traveling or the increased danger at night.

Turning around a small forest again, Zhuo Wen paused with his eyes slightly frozen. He saw a bonfire rising not far ahead, like a beacon in the dark night.

"How could I meet someone here?" Zhuo Wen was stunned, pondered for a moment, raised his feet and walked towards the campfire.

As he got closer, Zhuo Wen could vaguely see that there were three figures sitting next to the campfire, two men and one woman. One of them was a strong middle-aged man, carrying a high heavy sword, sitting in front of the campfire, looking extremely dazzling. The other two were young people in white and girls in red skirts.

Looking at the three people by the campfire, Zhuo Wen's eyes suddenly became strange, because the three people were not others, but the wind whispers who had not been separated from him for a long time.

"Who is it?" as Zhuo Wen slowly approached, the wind whispering sitting in front of the campfire suddenly pulled out the heavy sword behind him, looked directly at Zhuo Wen and shouted coldly.

Hearing his cry, the young man in white and the girl in red skirt on the other side also sat up and looked warily at Zhuo Wen.

"Don't panic, everyone! I'm just a passer-by. When I saw the campfire, I came near." in the dark tree, a thin and pale boy walked out with a smile and raised his empty hands, indicating that he meant no harm.

Seeing Zhuo Wen's look of a weak teenager, the three also breathed a sigh. The middle-aged man whispered a little and looked at Zhuo Wen. After confirming that Zhuo Wen's thin body was really no threat to them, he took back his Epee, smiled on his simple and honest face and said, "how can you enter the annihilation forest alone? It's very dangerous here."

"Ha ha! I'm a pharmacist. I've heard that there are plenty of herbs in the annihilation forest, so I ventured to collect herbs. I just didn't expect to delay for so long." Zhuo Wen took out several common herbs from his arms and said with a smile.

He was ready when he saw the bonfire.

"Oh!" after listening to Zhuo Wen's explanation, he looked at the medicinal materials in his hand, and his face showed a relieved look. He immediately pointed to the bonfire and said with a forthright smile: "come and sit down, little brother! The night of annihilating the forest is much more terrible than the day. It's too dangerous to be alone. It's not like walking with us! I just don't know whether the little brother's destination is the same as ours."

Nodding gratefully at the wind, Zhuo Wen gently sat beside the campfire and said with a smile, "my destination is nearby Liuchuan town."

"I'm Fengyu. You can call me Fengyu elder brother. I don't know that the little brother is also from Liuchuan town! We're Liuyan mercenary regiment, and the station is in Liuchuan town. The little brother will walk with us!" Fengyu waved and laughed.

"Thank you, brother Fengyu! My name is Xiao se. I'm just a pharmacist." Zhuo Wen said with a smile. He liked the simple, honest and forthright middle-aged man in front of him.

"It's brave. A pharmacist would dare to break into the annihilation forest alone. If you hadn't met us tonight, maybe you would have become the belly meal of Yuan beast!" the red skirt girl who was close to the young man in white sneered and said with some disdain.

"Xiaoqian! Stop fooling around." the wind said with a cold drink, and immediately smiled apologetically at Zhuo Wen. Pointing to the girl in red skirt, she said, "she is my niece Xiaoqian. She is a little upright. Don't mind, little brother."

"And he is a member of our mercenary regiment, Feng Gong!" the wind whispered, pointing to the young man in white, laughing.

Seeing that he pointed to himself, the young man in white nodded to Zhuo Wen and immediately ignored Zhuo Wen. However, there was a flash of contempt in the depths of his eyes, which obviously disdained Zhuo Wen's low strength.

In Liuchuan Town, pharmacists are basically ordinary people with low status. They can only treat ordinary people's injuries and diseases. Martial artists never disdain to become pharmacists. After all, martial artists' strong physique will not be infected with diseases. Even if they are injured, the effect of ordinary herbs on martial artists is almost negligible.

In Liuchuan Town, mercenaries are in the majority, and pharmacists do not play a great role in martial arts, which also creates the embarrassing position of pharmacists with low status.

Zhuo Wen didn't care about the attitude of Feng Gong, a young man in white. He just smiled.

The girl in red skirt has been wearing an indifferent smile on Zhuo Wen's face. She is not very cold. The young man in front of her is obviously an ordinary person and comes to depend on the three of them, so she should have the humility that ordinary people should have, rather than this indifferent expression.

"Since you came to depend on the three of us and want our shelter, you should take the obligation to clean up our tent first, and then wipe all the weapons over there." the red skirt girl pointed to Zhuo Wen and said with a sneer.

With a slight frown, Zhuo Wen could feel that the red skirt girl in front of him was deliberately targeting himself, but what he didn't understand was that he didn't seem to offend the woman and was targeted, which made Zhuo Wen a little unhappy.

"Sorry! I have no obligation to do that for you, and I don't depend on you, but just want to walk with you." Zhuo Wen's smile also converged, but said calmly.

"Just walk with us? Are you qualified? You local steamed stuffed bun, I tell you, the three of us are all martial arts. Uncle Feng's strength has reached the yin deficiency realm, and elder brother Feng Gong has been an expert in Nirvana realm since he was young. Our head also praised his excellent qualification! Although I am not as good as the two of them, I also have the strength to strengthen the Fu realm."

"But what about you? You're just a medic with no accomplishments and a waste. If Uncle Feng wasn't kind, we wouldn't even give you the power to rely on. Now you're making progress?"

The girl in red skirt put her hands on her small waist, pointed to Zhuo Wen and sneered. The silk in her words was merciless.

Being scolded by the red skirt girl, even Zhuo Wen's face was a little ugly, and a cold light flashed in his sharp eyes.

Just when Zhuo Wen couldn't help it, the wind whispering sitting on one side immediately stood up, grabbed the red skirt girl who was angry for no reason, and shouted, "Xiao Qian, enough trouble! Meeting is fate. The little brother is our guest. How can you be so rude? I'll clean up the tents and weapons. Don't embarrass the little brother."

As soon as the girl in red dress heard this, her face immediately showed an unhappy look. However, under the direct look of the wind, she still compromised and lowered her head. She sat beside the young man in white angrily. The whole person leaned against the young man, and there was a trace of coquetry in her eyes.

"Little brother, you don't mind, Xiaoqian. She's just straightforward. In fact, her heart is still very kind." Fengyu had a helpless hand and said apologetically to Zhuo Wen.

After calming his anger, Zhuo Wen smiled and said, "it doesn't matter!"

However, after this farce, Zhuo Wen no longer wanted to stay with the girl in red skirt at the campfire. Instead, he entered the tent alone, sat cross legged and began to slowly calm his mood.

If Feng Yu hadn't spoken in time just now, with his temper, he might have killed the red skirt girl, but somehow, he always felt that Feng Yu spoke in time just now, just when he wanted to kill.

"It's really a waste, so I can't bear it. I said uncle Feng, why do we take in such waste? We can't help at all, and even drag us back." the red skirt girl leaning on the young man also noticed Zhuo Wen leaving and said with a sneer.

"Shut up! If you don't shut up, this young man is not as simple as the surface. When you satirized him just now, I can feel the murderous intent emanating from his body, which is stronger than many experienced mercenaries. If I hadn't spoken in time, I don't know what the young man would do next?"

The wind language glared at the red skirt girl and warned coldly.

"Uncle Feng! You're a little worried. The young man named bleak doesn't have the slightest yuan force fluctuation in his body. How can he pose a threat to us? Even if he has the intention to kill in his body, it can only show that he has killed people before, but ordinary people are only ordinary people after all. Even if he has killed people, he is not the opponent of a martial artist." Feng Gong said faintly.

"Yes! How can that thin and weak waste have strength? It's just an ordinary person. I can crush him with one finger." the red skirt girl looked at the young man in white in front of her with some obsession, and quickly echoed, with some resentment in her tone.

"Maybe!" Feng Yu turned his eyes to the tent where Zhuo Wen was. A trace of doubt climbed from his face. Just now he felt the strong killing intention of Zhuo Wen.