The Legend of the Demon Hunter

The place Lin Xuemiao pointed to was the sea area. Xiao Zhu looked at her in disbelief. How could there be people in that place?

But no matter what he thought, Xiao Zhu still looked towards the sea area that Lin Xuemiao pointed to. He was surprised to see that there were indeed people swimming towards the shore.

"Hello - do you need help?" Xiao Zhu shouted loudly. He suspected that this might be a sailor who unfortunately fell into the water in a shipwreck.

But the man did not answer and continued to swim towards Xiao Zhu. He swam very fast and reached the shore in a blink of an eye. Then he stood up on the beach.

He was slightly fat, his clothes were tattered, and his wet hair stuck to his scalp. Xiao Zhu recognized this man at a glance. This was Qian Dafu, the captain who had served on the Conch.

Seeing that there were still survivors on the ship he had been on before, Xiao Zhu was delighted. Just as he was about to step forward, Lin Xuemiao grabbed him and said, "There's something wrong with this guy."

"What's wrong?" Xiao Zhu asked puzzledly.

"I can't sense any spiritual fluctuations from this man, which proves that he is just an ordinary man. But think about it, the two of us flew for so long to get to this island, how could an ordinary person get here just by swimming?" Lin Xuemiao replied.

After Qian Dafu stood up, he walked towards Xiao Zhu, but his body was crooked, his steps were slow, and he walked with a limp.

Xiao Zhu suddenly noticed Qian Dafu's chest, and immediately he felt a tingling sensation on his scalp. There was a transparent hole in Qian Dafu's left chest, and his heart was gone.

At this moment, the sound of swimming was heard in the sea, and countless figures emerged from the bottom of the water and swam towards the Conch where Xiao Zhu and Lin Xuemiao were.

"These are the people who died in the shipwreck..." Xiao Zhu saw several familiar faces.

Hearing this, Lin Xuemiao said in horror: "Let's go quickly and leave here."

She was about to fly when she suddenly felt her right foot being grabbed. She lowered her head and saw a bloody hand holding her ankle.

"Ah——" Lin Xuemiao screamed in fright.

Seeing this, Xiao Zhu immediately swung out a golden light from his palm, cutting off the arm that was holding Lin Xuemiao. Lin Xuemiao took the opportunity to fly into the air.

At this time, Qian Dafu had already climbed onto the deck of the Conch. His face was ferocious, and he opened his mouth wide, revealing yellowed teeth with a few missing teeth, and pounced towards Xiao Zhu.

When the crisis was approaching, Xiao Zhu calmed down instead. He threw a fireball in front of him. When the fireball touched Qian Dafu, it exploded violently and blew his body into several pieces.

But the next moment, a scene that made Xiao Zhu shudder happened. Qian Dafu's upper body that was blown off actually moved again, and he slowly crawled towards Xiao Zhu with his only remaining arm.

At this moment, the group of dead sailors surrounded the Conch, and the walking corpses climbed up the hull of the Conch.

Xiao Zhu didn't dare to stay any longer. He spread the wings behind him, caught up with Lin Xuemiao in the air, and flew towards the center of the island.

Behind them, more and more dead people emerged from the sea. Hundreds of dead people crowded together, roaring towards the direction where Xiao Zhu and Lin Xuemiao flew away.

Xiao Zhu noticed a stone tablet standing on the coast, with the two big words "Ship Tomb" engraved in blood-red font.

The two of them accelerated and flew towards the center of the island.

The two flew for about half an hour and finally flew away from the coastline. There was no whistling wind or the sound of the tide, but the light was still dim. A foggy forest appeared in front of them. The two could not continue flying and had to land on the ground.

"What were those things just now?" Xiao Zhu still felt a lingering fear.

"If I'm not mistaken, this island should be the Ghost Island, one of the eight most dangerous islands in the mirage." Lin Xue Miao seemed to have thought of something.

"Ghost Island?" Xiao Zhu asked puzzledly.

"Well, it is said that everyone has a soul. Once the soul leaves the body after death, the body will gradually decay over time, and dust will return to dust. I have heard from legends that there is a dead air in Ghost Island that can control the bodies of dead people and turn them into zombies. These zombies are most sensitive to the breath of living creatures. Once they sense the appearance of a living creature, they will rush forward and attack the other party frantically."

"Is the Hunting King Tower really in a place like this?" After listening to Lin Xuemiao's statement, Xiao Zhu scratched his head and asked.

"I don't know, but we have to go to the center of the island to find out what it is, so as not to miss it." Lin Xuemiao replied.

"This fog seems a little weird." Xiao Zhu looked at the fog in the forest. The fog was dark yellow in color. There was no fog close to the ground, but once the height exceeded five meters, the tops of the trees were all covered in thick fog, which extended to a height of several hundred meters.

Lin Xuemiao took out a small white bird from her storage jade bracelet. The bird was made of origami and had a sophisticated switch inside. She threw the bird into the air, and it flapped its wings automatically and flew into the mist.

In just a moment, the bird returned to Lin Xuemiao's hands on its own, but its body had turned dark yellow.

"This fog is extremely poisonous." Lin Xuemiao said, holding an origami bird.

Xiao Zhu recognized at a glance that the origami bird that Lin Xuemiao had just released was actually a simple puppet. This made him think of Gu Chuan. Perhaps this bird was given to her by Gu Chuan, but Xiao Zhu did not ask any more questions.

"It seems that we can only go through this forest on the ground." Xiao Zhu replied.

"Let's go!" Lin Xuemiao nodded, agreeing with what Xiao Zhu said.

There was a narrow path in the woods, which seemed to have been trampled out by someone. The two walked along this narrow path. Not long after walking, Xiao Zhu saw a pine tree in front of him that was as thick as two people hugging together. A large piece of its bark had been peeled off. On the exposed trunk, three blood-red words were engraved:

Ghost fog forest.

Thinking of the scene they had just seen at the ship graveyard by the sea, Xiao Zhu and Lin Xuemiao both felt a little scared.

But both of them understood the principle that one cannot gain tiger cubs without risking them, so they gritted their teeth, stepped over the tree, and walked towards the depths of the dense forest.

The two walked very carefully. In such an unknown place, they didn't know what they would encounter. After they walked for about a quarter of an hour, Xiao Zhu suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a person on the forest road ahead.

The man was kneeling on the ground, motionless. Judging from his clothes, he seemed to be a demon hunter who had entered this place.

With the experience of encountering the group of zombies in the ship tomb, the two did not dare to rush forward directly, but slowly approached each other step by step. Xiao Zhu took out the Greedy Wolf Sword and held it tightly in his hand, while a long whip formed by lightning appeared in Lin Xuemiao's hand.