Chapter 873: Visiting the Hunter and Encountering Danger

Dr. Zhang ripped open Luo Xiaoyu's sleeves with deft movements, revealing the shocking wound.

He took out the hemostatic powder from the medicine box and carefully applied it to the wound, his fingers were gentle but with unquestionable professionalism.

The moment the powder touched the wound, Luo Xiaoyu gasped in pain, frowned, and fine beads of sweat oozed from her forehead.

She gritted her teeth, endured the pain, and looked up at Dr. Zhang who was carefully treating her wound.

Xiaohong was terrified watching from the side, until she saw Luo Xiaoyu's wound was properly treated, she breathed a sigh of relief, and her tense nerves relaxed a little.

She held Luo Xiaoyu's hand tightly, feeling the coldness from her palm, and her heart was full of worry and fear.

The situation just now was too dangerous. If it weren't for Dr. Zhang's quick reaction, she and Xiaoyu would have been in danger.

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly jumped out from the shadows, silently and like a ghost, making it hard to guard against.

He was tall and shrouded in a black cloak, revealing only a pair of cold eyes, flashing a dangerous light.

Everyone instantly became alert, their eyes locked tightly on the black shadow, and the air seemed to solidify, filled with a tense atmosphere.

They held their breath, their palms were sweating, and their hearts were in their throats, fearing that the black shadow would suddenly attack.

The black shadow laughed hoarsely, like the cry of a night owl, which was particularly harsh in the silent night.

"Just you, do you want to escape from my palm?" His tone was full of disdain and ridicule, as if he was looking at a group of ignorant ants, and his voice carried a suffocating sense of oppression.

He slowly raised the crossbow in his hand and aimed at everyone, with no concealment of the murderous intent in his eyes.

Doctor Zhang's eyes were stern. He quickly opened the medicine box, took out a pack of powder wrapped in oil paper, and threw it in the direction of the shadow.

The powder was like a ball of white mist, with a spicy smell, and suddenly rushed towards the shadow.

The shadow obviously did not expect Doctor Zhang to suddenly attack, and the means were so strange.

The powder rushed to his face, and he felt a stinging pain in his eyes, as if he was pierced by countless needles, and the burning pain swept over him instantly.

He exclaimed, subconsciously raised his hand to cover his eyes, and the crossbow in his hand deviated from the direction.

He retreated repeatedly, staggering, and was extremely embarrassed.

"Now!" Doctor Zhang shouted, his eyes sharp as an eagle.

He was the first to rush forward, pulled out a thin silver needle from the medicine box, and stabbed the shadow like lightning.

The silver needle broke through the air, with a hint of cold light, pointing directly at the shadow's vitals.

Luo Xiaoyu was not to be outdone. She endured the pain in her arm, picked up a piece of broken wood on the ground, and threw it at the black shadow with all her strength.

The wood flew towards the black shadow with a strong wind.

Although Xiaohong was a little scared, she saw Luo Xiaoyu was so brave, so she also plucked up the courage, grabbed a stone, and threw it at the black shadow.

Although the stone did not have much killing power, it also disrupted the rhythm of the black shadow.

The black shadow was exhausted by the continuous attacks of the crowd. He staggered and dodged, and his original posture of winning was gone.

He was furious, and he didn't expect that he would be so embarrassed by a few unarmed guys.

He clenched his teeth, and a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes.

He suddenly took out a black ball from his arms and smashed it hard on the ground.

With a muffled sound of "bang!", a thick black smoke instantly spread.

The smoke was everywhere, instantly blocking everyone's sight, and the choking smell filled the whole room.

Xiaohong screamed, covered her mouth and nose, and kept coughing.

Luo Xiaoyu also felt difficulty breathing, her eyes were sore from the smoke that she couldn't see anything clearly.

Doctor Zhang endured the discomfort and tried to identify the direction, but the smoke was too thick and it was of no use.

Just as everyone was panicking, a strange sound suddenly came from the depths of Wang Hunter's wooden house, like the roar of some beast, dull and palpitating.

The sound was a little uneasy and a little indescribable excitement, which seemed particularly strange in the thick smoke.

The thick black smoke splashed like ink and instantly engulfed the entire room.

The choking smell rushed straight into the nasal cavity, making people feel dizzy.

Xiaohong's throat was burning and painful. She covered her mouth and nose, but still couldn't stop the smoke from entering her lungs. Every breath was like swallowing a handful of red-hot charcoal, choking her tears and blurring the scene in front of her.

She felt a strong sense of fear spreading from the bottom of her heart, as if she was in a bottomless abyss, surrounded by endless darkness.

Luo Xiaoyu was also unable to open her eyes due to the thick smoke. She waved her arms vigorously, trying to disperse the smoke in front of her.

She shouted loudly: "Is there anyone here? Where is this place! Where is the exit?" Her voice became weak and powerless under the obstruction of the thick smoke, as if it was swallowed.

She staggered and groped, but like a headless fly, she bumped into the wall everywhere, hit the wall, and the table, causing pain all over her body.

It was the same black and choking all around, making her feel unprecedented confusion and helplessness.

Under the cover of smoke, the black shadow attacked again like a ghost.

He grinned, and the claws in his hand cut through the air with a biting chill.

He was like a poisonous snake lurking in the dark, ready to give the prey a fatal blow at any time.

He thought this was a godsend opportunity. This group of ants could not escape this time!

Although Zhang Langzhong was also uncomfortable by the thick smoke, he still forced herself to calm down.

He clenched his teeth, and tried his best to distinguish the position of Black Shadow. He did his best. He used the wooden stick in his hand to block the attack of the shadow, but the speed of the shadow was too fast. He could only barely defend. Tiger mouth faintly numb.

He knew that sooner or later, he would be caught by the black shadow and completely defeated.

Mother -in -law Lin took Xiaohong and Luo Xiaoyu behind her. She used her thin body to build a barrier for the two children.

She trembled, but her eyes were particularly firm, like a lioneer who guarded the calf.

She kept coughing, but she was still supported, and her mouth comforted Xiao Hong and Luo Xiaoyu: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, there is a mother -in -law." There was a hint of trembling in the voice.

The thick smoke is still filled, covering everything in the boundless darkness, and the breathing of the crowd is even more rapid, like a box.

Do they really die here today?

At this moment, a cold sound, penetrating smoke, clearly passed into everyone's ears: "You, all damn!"

The sound of black shadows is cold and bitter, like a life -threatening symbol from hell.

Xiaohong's heart sank sharply, and the wave of despair drowned her.

She grabbed her mother's hand tightly, her fingertips were cold, and her body trembled as if she had fallen leaves in the wind.

Is this the end of life?

Luo Xiaoyu also felt a thorough chill. She clenched her teeth and was full of unwillingness.

She hasn't seen the outside world, and she hasn't realized her dreams. How can she die like this?

Zhang Lang Zhong held the wooden stick in his hand, even if he was dead, he had to fight hard!

However, the foresight of the fatal blow has not arrived.

The attack of Black Shadow suddenly stopped. He just besieged everyone in smoke and did not move further.

Everyone is puzzled. What is going on?

Does the shadow change your mind?

Or, what else does he have?

The smoke seems to be mixed with a certain toxin, and the people's body began to become weak.

Xiaohong felt that her eyelids were getting heavier, and her breathing became more and more difficult, as if a boulder pressed on her chest, making her breathless.

She leaned against mother -in -law, and her consciousness began to blur.

"Mother -in -law ... I'm so sleepy ..." She murmured, and her voice was so weak.

Luo Xiaoyu also felt dizzy, and everything in front of him became blurred.

She shook her body and wanted to keep awake, but she couldn't control herself, and her consciousness gradually fell into darkness.

"I ... what's wrong with me ..." She said intermittently that her voice became smaller and smaller.

"Child ... don't sleep ..." Mother -in -law Lin hugged Xiaohong and Luo Xiaoyu tightly, feeling their gradually cold bodies, full of grief and despair ...

"Who is there?!" A cold voice suddenly sounded.

Mother -in -law Lin tightly hugged Xiaohong and Luo Xiaoyu. Her thin arm seemed to be endless power, trying to resist all the sufferings in this world for the two children.

Her old face was full of worry, but her turbid eyes flashed with a firm light, as if the candlelight was about to ignite, but still exuding a warm light.

Before Xiao Hong felt the warm arms of Lin's mother -in -law, like a ray of sunlight in winter, she illuminated her cold atrium.

She snuggled in her mother -in -law's arms, as if returning to her childhood. She was carefree and full of security.

An indescribable movement rushed to her heart, making her smile at the corner of her mouth when she was unconscious.

Zhang Langzhong held his body, and the wooden stick in his hand still held tightly. He tried to protect everyone, even if he was exhausted.

His breathing became more and more rapid, and he began to blur, but he still refused to give up because he knew that he was the only hope among these people.

He gritted his teeth and endured the pain of his body,

Suddenly, a figure wearing white appeared in the thick smoke, like a god of heaven, with a stream of infringement.

He was slender, his clothes were fluttering, and a silver mask was wearing a silver mask on his face, only a pair of deep eyes like the night sky, which made people see his true face.

The man in white stands against the black shadow, and there is a tense atmosphere in the air.

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The shadow seemed to be surprised by the appearance of the white man. He "who are you?" Hei Ying asked with a hoarse voice.

The man in white did not answer. He just stared at the black shadow coldly, and everyone's eyes focused on the people in white. They were full of expectations, as if they saw the dawn of hope.

"Hum, pretend to be a ghost!" Hei Ying roared and launched an attack again.

The sharp claws in his hand flashed with cold light, as if the god of death waved the sickle, with a sharp murderous.

However, the man in white just waved his sleeves, and a strong airflow hit the shadow out.

Black shadow fell heavily on the ground and made a groan. He struggled to stand up, but found that he couldn't move.

"You ..." Hei Ying looked at the white man in horror,

The man in white slowly walked towards the shadow, and the corner of the mouth under the mask raised slightly, showing a cold smile.

"I said, you, all damn it!"

The person in white flashed in the shape of a person, and appeared in front of the black shadow like lightning, and he took a lightly hand.

The black shadow felt that the power of the mountains and the sea came, and the five internal organs seemed to be shattered, and a bite of blood rushed out. The body flew out like a broken kite, hitting the wall heavily, and a groaning.

He struggled to get up, but found that his limbs were weak, and he could only watch the people in white approach step by step.

"You ... who are you?" Hei Ying asked in horror, his voice trembled,

The man in white did not answer, just smiled coldly, the eyes under the mask were like a thousand -year -old ice without a trace of feelings.

He slowly raised his hand, and the air was surging, condensing into a sharp ice sword, exuding Mori's murderousness.

When he saw this, he was horrified. He knew that he was running away today.

He endured the pain and desperately wanted to escape, but found that he had been locked by the momentum of the white man and could not move at all.

"Rao Ming ... Rao Ming ..." Hei Ying begged hard, his voice was hoarse, full of despair.

The man in white was unmoved. The Bingjian in his hands suddenly waved, a sharp sword gas cut through the air, and with a bit of chills, he instantly devoured the shadow.

Black shadow screamed, body turned into a black mist, dissipating in the air.

The thick smoke gradually dispersed, and then everyone saw the true face of the white people.

He has a slender shape, and his temperament is dusty, like a fairy, which makes people feel awesome.

Xiao Hong and Luo Xiaoyu woke up from the coma, and saw the white man, and suddenly excited.

"We have to be saved!" Luo Xiaoyu shouted excitedly.

Mother -in -law Lin also relieved, watching the people in white gratefully, "Thank you for saving his life."

Zhang Langzhong also stepped forward and thanked, "Thank you for helping Engong."

The man in white just nodded slightly, and didn't say much, and turned to everyone.

Everyone looked at him vigilantly and didn't know what he had.

At this moment, a dark door suddenly appeared on the wall of Wang Hunting's house, which slowly opened, revealing the dark passage inside.

Everyone looked at each other and was full of doubts.

"This ... what is this?" Xiaohong asked in surprise.

"Is it ..." Zhang Langzhong seemed to have thought of something, his face changed slightly.

People in white look at the dark door, ""

Everyone looked at the abrupt door, and no one dared to come forward for a while.

There is an indescribable sense of oppression in the air, as if there are beasts who choose to choose from behind the dark door.

The candlelight swayed in the wind, pulling the figures of the crowds and shortness, adding a bit weird.

The rough stone wall reflects the mottled light and shadow under the candlelight, like countless glasses of eyes, which makes the back cool.

Xiaohong grasped the corner of the clothes tightly and looked at Luo Xiaoyu around him uneasily, with a sense of timidity in the eyes, as if seeking a support, and as if asking if she should be adventurous.

Luo Xiaoyu's eyes widened, staring curiously at the slow open door, as if a cat with a novel toy, full of impulse to try.

She swallowed and stepped forward, as if the treasure in the door was piled up, she wanted to rush in and occupy it.

"Hey, Xiaoyu, don't be impulsive!" Mother -in -law Lin quickly held her, and her old face was full of worries. "This ghost place is too old -fashioned. Who knows what is inside? Don't go in, in case of danger? "Her voice was shaking, apparently thinking of the horror of the black shadow before, and her heart was worried.

Zhang Langzhong frowned, analyzed rationally, and gently hit his palm with his fingers.

Under the dim light, the expression on his face looked particularly dignified, and the sweat on his forehead was vaguely visible.

He knew that this secret door was by no means accidental. There must be strangeness behind him, but he rushed into it. The risk was unpredictable. In case of a more terrible trap, wouldn't it be self -contained?

At this moment, the man in white stood in front of the dark door, and the slender figure remained motionless as the mountain, and seemed to be waiting for everyone's decision.

His eyes were as deep as the night sky, which made it difficult for people to spy on his true thoughts. He stood quietly, but it gave people a strong sense of oppression.

The wind blowing his robe and making a hunting sound, which seemed particularly clear in this silent environment, as if urging them to make a choice.

Everyone's hearts are all mixed flavors, both curious and scared. They want to know the truth and worry about the danger of unknown.

They subconsciously believe that the people in white will take the lead in entering the dark door, and even take them in with tough means, but they see that the man in white slowly turned his head and said lowly: "Inside, there is what you want."

Everyone's breath was stunned, and his heart pounded, thinking that the people in white would forcibly take them in.

They took a step back unconsciously, and some people even prepared to escape, and they sweated in their palms.

However, the white man just stood there quietly without any movements and did not urge them.

This surprised them and became even more puzzled.

What do he want to do?

Why not force them to go in?

Is there really a secret in it?

There was a burst of chills in the secret door, as if from the yin wind from hell, making people shudder.

Xiao Hong was shivered by this chill, her face was pale, and her lips lost blood.

She grabbed Luo Xiaoyu's hand tightly, as if grabbing a life -saving straw.

"I ... I'm scared ..." She trembled, her voice was as thin as mosquitoes.

Although Luo Xiaoyu was also afraid, she still pretended to be calm, patted Xiaohong's hand, and comforted her: "Don't be afraid, I'm here." She tried to make herself look brave, but in fact she was also full of fear.

She secretly glanced at the man in white and found that he was still expressionless, and his eyes were so deep that people could not understand.

Granny Lin held Xiaohong and Luo Xiaoyu's hands distressedly, wrapped their cold hands in her palms, trying to give them some warmth.

She looked at them kindly and said: "Don't be afraid, children, we will protect you."

Doctor Zhang took a deep breath and tried to keep himself calm. (End of this chapter)