Chapter 117 Array Pattern Master (3 More...

"Die to me..."

Endless killing intent erupted from the vampire's body, a surge of incomparably bloody redness quickly condensed in his palm, circles of flowing red light beams converged into a restless power vortex. .Update the fastest

Chu Hen's pupils shrank slightly, and at the same time a flash of panic flashed in his eyes, there was an infinite chill in those icy eyes.

"call out!"

Suddenly, at the same moment when the vampire raised its majestic palm towards Chu Hen, a green willow leaf, like a shooting star in the night, outlined a beautiful arc in the air, like an aurora flying arrow The willow leaves dragged out a majestic tail line of air waves, reaching in front of Chu Hen, and blooming a glimpse of startling light...

"hiss!"

A burst of warm blood fluttered in mid-air, and the vampire's eyes were about to burst, his pale face became even paler, and a pair of eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets.

I saw that the vampire's right arm was like the tofu that had been cut open, with flesh and bones, muscles and bones neatly cut off by the willow leaf, the wound was as smooth as a mirror...

"Ah!" The vampire screamed in pain, terrified.

"Shua..."

Then, a wave of breaking wind struck, and on the branch of a big tree behind the vampire, there stood a beautiful figure that was overwhelmingly beautiful, with a delicate face and long purple hair, and she was so handsome. It's like the forest elf who doesn't eat fireworks.

"Teacher Xi Lan..."

Seeing this familiar figure, Chu Hen breathed a sigh of relief, and finally arrived in time.

And the vampire was frightened and angry, and his entire angry face was distorted.

Too careless!

Really careless.

At this moment, the vampire woke up like a dream. He should have left a long time ago. Why should he chase after Chu Hen... But he repeatedly underestimated Chu Hen, a young man who seemed as weak as an ant.

The vampire gritted his teeth, covered his bleeding arm with one hand, then jumped up and rushed into the nearby jungle at the fastest speed.

"Little brat, I will remember this account, I, a vampire, will not let you go..."

Vampire?

listen to the name,

There was a bit of frost on Xi Lan's calm face.

Obviously she has heard of this name.

The water-like eyes glanced at Chu Hen, his cherry lips parted, and he said softly, "Zuo Mo and the others will come over soon, I'll go after him!"

"Xi……"

"call out!"

Before Chu Hen finished speaking, Xi Lan had already turned into a purple phantom and disappeared in place.

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With the disappearance of the danger, Chu Hen's body and mind could finally relax. Looking sideways at the severed arm of the vampire on the ground, he couldn't help secretly marveling.

"Teacher Xi Lan's cultivation is really unfathomable, huh..." Chu Hen's eyes lit up, and his eyes suddenly fell on a storage ring worn by the middle finger of the amputated arm.

Then, Chu Hen took off the storage ring, and swept his consciousness into it.

"Hey, this thief has a lot of collections... Is that? The blood of the Ganghuo Sabertoothed Rhinoceros? What is the purpose of the vampire collecting this thing? Forget it, take it back and study it!"

After all, Chu Hen casually put the vampire's storage ring into his pocket.

After a brief hesitation, Chu Hen did not stay where he was and waited for Zuo Mo and the others, but marked the direction of an arrow on a big tree with the Devil Slaying Spear, and left a line of simple small characters.

"I'm going to help Teacher Xilan hunt down vampires!"

Then Chu Hen moved, and followed the direction where the vampire and Xi Lan left.

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"rustle!"

Not long after Chu Hen left, there was a soft sound of footsteps stepping on the fallen leaves, making a slight rustling sound.

Then a figure in a long black dress came out of the jungle. From the outside, this was a glamorous woman of about twenty-five years old.

Her appearance can't be said to be alluring and beautiful, but it belongs to the relatively rare high-class ranks, and the temperament exuded from her has an indescribable unique charm.

The woman's beautiful eyes turned lightly, and fell on the line of writing left on the tree trunk. His gaze rested on the word 'Xi Lan' for a few moments, a coldness surged between his eyebrows, and then he left here calmly.

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Chu Hen chased all the way in the direction Xi Lan left, and after half an hour passed, he went out of the lush jungle and arrived at a mountain range.

At a glance, the ups and downs of the mountains are like black dragons crawling on the ground.

Surrounded by white dust and smoke in the distance, the abundant spiritual energy is full of vitality. The bottom is invisible in the distance, the vastness is endless, the peaks are high and steep, and the atmosphere is majestic.

After a while, Chu Hen found a beautiful figure with long purple hair on the edge of a cliff.

"Mentor..." Chu Hen stretched his handsome eyebrows, and hurried to the side of Instructor Xi Lan.

Taking a closer look, I saw that Xi Lan was not alone here, there was a staring dead corpse lying on the edge of the cliff...it was the butcher's vampire.

A trace of surprise flashed in Chu Hen's eyes, presumably the vampire was chased to the edge of the cliff, unable to retreat, and was finally killed by Xi Lan.

However, Xi Lan was standing quietly on the edge of the cliff. At her feet was a bottomless abyss. The cool mountain breeze was blowing towards her face, pulling Xi Lan's beautiful long lavender hair, In the depths of those rippling and soft eyes, there was a hint of heartbreaking melancholy.

"Mentor..." Chu Hen tried to call softly, and asked a little puzzled, "What's wrong with you?"

Xi Lan didn't answer, as if she hadn't heard it, she just looked at the mountains and rivers in front of her.

Chu Hen couldn't help being a little confused, what kind of person is Teacher Xi Lan?

In the past, I only knew that she spoke very little, and hardly communicated with others too much. Now, it seems that there is something unknown in the heart of the other party.

After nearly half a cup of tea, Xi Lan finally turned around, "Let's go!"

Chu Hen was startled for a moment, and then said, "Teacher, thank you for saving me again. I haven't thanked you enough for the previous two times!"

"It's nothing." Xi Lan raised her beautiful eyes slightly, looked at Chu Hen lightly, and said, "You did a good job in this incident, but don't be brave in the future, your strength is not as good as others, just run away, no one will blame you... ..."

Chu Hen smiled, "I believe you are nearby."

However, there was no smile on Xi Lan's face, "Putting hope on others will only reduce your chance of survival."

When she said this, a touch of sadness flashed across Xi Lan's eyes.

"Yes, I understand, mentor!" Chu Hen nodded.

Xi Lan didn't say anything more, turned around and left.

Chu Hen followed, his brows were a little more relaxed than before.

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Suddenly, just as the two of them were on the way down the mountain, a melodious flute sounded without any warning.

There was a sudden flute sound in the forest, which made Chu Hen's heart stunned.

The sound of the flute is long and long, as if passing through the wind and rain, mountains and rivers, and the crowds of people. It is heard in the ears of the people, penetrates the soul, and touches the heartstrings of the people.

"The sound of the flute is really nice!" Chu Hen sighed softly.

Xi Lan, who was walking in front, frowned lightly. The next moment, the rhythm of the brisk and moving flute suddenly changed, and an invisible sense of sadness and depression surged.

Then, something even more unexpected happened.

With Chu Hen and Xi Lan as the center, the surrounding space within 100 meters became extremely chaotic, the wind suddenly blew up, and the sky and the earth changed color... The sky was sunny just now, but in an instant, it became dark clouds, and the bright light quickly disappeared. Disappeared, darkness engulfed the space.

In just a few blinks, all the places Chu Hen could see turned into endless dark areas.

Except for Xi Lan not far ahead, everything was submerged in darkness. The sound of the flute lingering in my ears became more and more sad and depressing...

"Mentor." Chu Hen shouted, but Xi Lan was indifferent.

Chu Hen hurriedly walked in front of Xi Lan, but unexpectedly discovered that Xi Lan had her eyes closed at this moment, as if she had fallen asleep standing up. But Chu Hen understood that the other party was not asleep, because Xi Lan's breathing was very rapid and heavy, and her slender crescent eyebrows were tightly knit together, as if immersed in a nightmare.

Someone targeted Xilan?

Chu Hen clenched his fists, with a serious expression on his face.

Looking at the pitch-black space around him, it seemed as if he had fallen into an abyss where the sun and the moon could not be seen. Thinking of the sound of the flute just now, three words popped out of Chu Hen's mind.

Texturist!

And he is also an array tattoo artist.

The category of tattooists is very wide, among which the most common are 'array tattooers', 'alchemy tattooers', 'artifact maker'... The most troublesome ones are array tattooers.

It controls the power of runes, and lays down formations without anyone noticing.

Once someone breaks into the formation, it is like a prey in the hunter's trap, letting the other party slaughter it. There is also a strict hierarchy of tattoo artists. Anyone who has the ability to trap Xi Lan must be a senior tattoo artist.

The more Chu Hen thought about it, the more startled he became. Looking at the entire Saint Star Dynasty, there were only a handful of senior tattoo masters, and all of them were famous.

But who is targeting Xi Lan?

"Senior, I don't know what offended us? I also hope that senior will show up..."

Chu Hen glanced at the surrounding places, only the sad sound of the flute could be heard in the pitch blackness, the depressing sound of the flute was like a continuous stream, pouring into the soul and touching the heartstrings.

Although the other party was not targeting him, Chu Hen was still affected by the sound of the flute, and all kinds of sad and negative emotions flooded into his heart like a tide.

"Senior, if you hurt people secretly like this, it will damage your status as a senior tattoo artist. May I ask what kind of grievances you have with Teacher Xi Lan? Why do you want to hurt people like this?"

Chu Hen's words still did not receive any reply.

However, at this moment, the power fluctuations in this area began to become violently restless, and silver rays of light appeared above Chu Hen's head, and the rays of light fell obliquely, which turned out to be the cold rainwater.

Together with the icy cold rain, a vague murderous intent quietly permeated the air...

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