Li Xiuyuan looked at him and said with a smile: "Dark clouds cover the moon tonight. It is a weather of murder and arson."

When Long Potian heard this, he laughed and said, "Don't make it worse. Little Ling'er is clamoring for barbecue!"

Li Xiuyuan put away the smile on his face and said seriously: "You have to be careful, don't really fall asleep."

"Okay, I'm going to sleep, don't wake me up!" After saying that, Long Potian dove into the cave.

Li Xiuyuan sighed and added some branches to the fire. He wanted to make a spiritual tea to clear his mind and face the unknown dangers in the darkness.

The forest on a summer night should have been filled with the chirping of insects, but just after midnight, everything suddenly became quiet, with only the whistling mountain breeze blowing on the burning fire.

Li Xiuyuan, who was holding half a cup of spiritual tea, suddenly heard a faint sound in his ears... With his spiritual consciousness released, he was several times stronger than Long Po Tiantian.

Feeling something was wrong, he threw a few branches into the fire, and the flames instantly shot up.

Quietly he took out the Samsara Sword, held it in his hand, and looked up.

I saw a shadow standing quietly in the shadow twenty feet away from the cave, as if it was about to pounce on it the next moment.
Chapter completed!