Chapter 295 Blood Shadow Lost
Nothing?
Xu Feng frowned slightly, and his consciousness suddenly spread out, but still found nothing. Within the scope of his consciousness, there were only members of the Hanyu tribe.
But why is this strange aura so clear?
He narrowed his eyes and pushed the window in front of him outwards. He saw a bloody shadow disappear suddenly. Xu Feng's expression changed and he jumped out of the window. A ray of light golden light appeared at his feet, towards the bloody shadow.
Chase after.
But what surprised him was that this invisible blood shadow was surprisingly fast, no slower than him at all, or even faster.
However, this is also the reason why Xu Feng did not use all his strength to escape. In that case, the strength he showed would be too scary. Moreover, at present, he is not suitable to use Yuanli here, but Xu Feng did not think about it.
To give up.
He also has tactics.
"day by day!"
boom!
His speed suddenly increased sharply, and the pale golden light that originally appeared on his body has tightly converged into his skin. This is a manifestation of his step by step into a higher level.
But what made Xu Feng's expression change was that the bloody figure in front of him was swerving around in random directions among the houses in the tribe, making it difficult for him to catch up for a while.
Moreover, he only saw the other party's blurred back and a piece of clothing from beginning to end.
However, the movement here still attracted the attention of the Hanyu tribe patrol team.
"Who?!"
Immediately, a centurion-level master rushed over, and Xu Feng immediately shouted: "Enemy attack!"
Then he suddenly jumped up and punched the bloody shadow.
boom!
But after stirring up smoke and dust, the blood shadow disappeared.
Xu Feng waved away the surrounding smoke and touched the place where the blood shadow last stayed. Sure enough, he felt a cold aura.
This breath actually gave him goosebumps all over his body, but the cold breath disappeared quickly.
"What's going on?"
Soon, because of Xu Feng's enemy attack, the entire patrol team of the Hanyu Department rushed over, and the leader was none other than Captain Hanmang.
"Captain Shi Qian, what's wrong?"
Han Mang frowned and asked as soon as they met. He didn't see any signs of fighting or enemies here.
Xu Feng told him what he had just felt and seen in the house, how he chased the other person, and the process of losing him here. Han Mang also had a puzzled look on his face.
"I have never seen the situation you mentioned. It seems that this matter needs to be reported to the clan leader. If the other party is really so weird, I am afraid that only the clan leader can do something about it. Everyone will be on alert tonight and disperse at various intersections. If
If any abnormality is discovered, sound the horn immediately!"
"Also, during the patrol, the entire village will be inspected to see if there is any abnormality in each house. If there is any abnormality, when will the report be reported!"
"Yes!" Many soldiers responded one after another, and then dispersed towards various parts of the tribe.
But soon, a corps commander walked towards the two of them with a gloomy face, and at the same time sent away several night watchmen on the side.
"Two thousand captains, the Hanshan family in the east of the tribe... something happened."
Han Mang's expression changed, and he and Xu Feng stood up and looked at the corps leader: "What do you mean something happened?"
Xu Feng also listened attentively.
"Han Shan died in the Black Leaf Mountains a few years ago. He had no wife or children, only an old mother. Just now when the patrol team went door to door to check, they found that Han Shan's old mother was dead..."
The team leader had obviously seen the scene, and said with an ugly face: "I just saw it. The old man died very strangely. His whole body was dry and there was no blood. It seemed to be the work of the vampires, but there was no trace of any blood left by the vampires on the old man.
traces of.”
Han Mang glanced at Xu Feng: "Go and have a look?"
Xu Feng nodded, and then the three of them walked together towards a stone house on the mountainside to the east of the tribe. On the way, Han Mang ordered the corps commander to completely block the matter and not let it leak out. At the same time, he asked his men to completely block the small courtyard.
, the three of them walked into this small courtyard.
The courtyard is very tidy and is obviously cleaned frequently.
"Hanshan's mother is usually very kind to the neighbors. She often makes some animal meat soup and gives it to the night watch team members," the team leader suddenly said with a sad look on his face, "When Hanshan was alive, he was the most steadfast in bravery in the team.
Unexpectedly...sigh."
Regarding this, neither Han Mang nor Xu Feng said anything, but walked through the courtyard towards the house.
The pale moonlight shone in the courtyard, making everything look a little eerie.
The temperature in the courtyard seemed to be lower than outside. The team leader couldn't help but shudder, slowed down, and walked behind Xu Feng and Han Mang.
There were two stone houses in the yard. One had a stove at the door, and the other looked like a residence, so Han Mang took the lead and walked towards the occupied house.
Opening the animal skin curtain, Han Mang walked into the house first, but as soon as he took a step, he suddenly stepped back.
"It's so cold!"
Han Mang whispered to Xu Feng, and then he released a layer of fighting spirit and was about to walk in again, but was caught by Xu Feng.
"I, first."
Under Han Mang's surprised expression, Xu Feng opened the curtain and walked in without any precautions.
Seeing this, Han Mang calmed down his fighting spirit after thinking about it, and said to the corps leader: "Wait here."
Then I followed Xu Feng into the house. The house was very clean and tidy, with clothes, bed quilts, and stone tables all neatly arranged. A large black wooden cabinet was placed in the corner of the room, and a parchment scroll hung on the wall.
It was a man wearing animal skins, but his appearance was unclear.
Apart from that, there is nothing else, just an old man lying on the bed.
Xu Feng and Han Mang glanced at the room, endured the cold air and approached the old man. After a few glances, they began to wander around the room.
The old man's face was withered, and all the blood in his body had indeed disappeared. Although he really didn't want to describe it this way, Xu Feng still felt that the old man was like a skin and bones at this moment.
With a sweep of his consciousness, Xu Feng discovered that there was indeed no wound on the old man's body, and there were no traces of blood clan killings.
It seemed that the blood in her body just disappeared out of thin air.
The two of them searched around the house, including the big black wooden cabinet and the pair of parchment scrolls, but found nothing.
"I always feel that the person on the parchment scroll doesn't look like Han Shan," Han Mang frowned at Xu Feng after walking out of the house, "Han Shan was in a centurion team under me before."
"Could it be Han Shan's father?" Han Mang said to himself.
However, Xu Feng remained silent and could only sigh.
Nothing unusual was found, only the cold air that filled the room.
No one noticed that after a few people left the small courtyard, the ancient sheepskin scroll on the wall of the house suddenly swayed slightly as if blown by the wind. The person in the painting seemed to have arranged his clothes, but the room
Is there any trace of wind in it?
Soon, the parchment became quiet, and everything seemed like nothing happened.
Chapter completed!