People are in Xingtie, and I am their dead white moonlight?

After Saran returned to the cave, covering the wound on her back, she wrapped a relatively clean piece of coarse cloth around her upper body, and then slowly leaned against the stone wall, using this method to soothe the wailing wound.

Perhaps because of the previous "killing the chicken to scare the monkey", the cave fell into an unprecedented silence. Most of the foxes huddled in the corner, lying on the sand, anxiously waiting for tomorrow to come.

They knew very well that the three fox people ran away because they did not want to participate in tomorrow's "Hunting Sacrifice" and did not want to accept the more cruel consequences.

It is simply wishful thinking for the fox people to compete with the Buli werewolves in physical strength and endurance, not to mention that they often don’t even have enough to eat.

There is only one result of participating in that hunting sacrifice: being torn to pieces by the Buli people in exhaustion and turned into blood food to be swallowed up.

In order to avoid such an outcome...the three of them chose to escape, but the result was obvious.

call--

As a cold wind from the wilderness blew through the camp, the smell of blood of fellow tribesmen mixed with the stench of Bu Liren entered the cave, making the uneasiness in the cave even more chilling.

The air in the cave was filled with a faint smell of blood and a strong sense of unease, but Saran seemed to smell the fresh scent again in the cold breeze.

Her intuition told her that tonight was her chance for freedom, and if she missed it... she would turn into a pile of dry bones.

Thinking of this, Saran turned his head slightly, gently patted his still trembling companion, and called softly:

"Ningli... I smell a chance for freedom, tonight."

Hearing Saran's words, the fox person called Ningli raised her head slightly, her slightly red and swollen eyes showing a hint of fear, and she said tremblingly:

"Saran, the bodies of the three escaped fox slaves are still hanging on the gatehouse. Do you really want to..."

"No, tonight is different."

Saran interrupted Ningli. She raised her head slightly and glimpsed a small piece of the night sky through the entrance of the cave - she saw a huge stream of light slowly sliding across the night sky.

"There will be shooting stars tonight," she said, gently squeezing Ningli's trembling hand. "It's okay. Let's look forward and don't look back."

"As long as you don't look back, your legs won't become weak because of the fear emanating from Bu Liren, and you won't fall to the ground because of Bu Liren's pursuit."

"Just wish upon a shooting star... and everything will come to fruition."

Hearing Saran's words, Ningli, who was still trembling, was stunned. She looked at the face illuminated by the moonlight, a hint of surprise flashed in her black eyes, and then she lowered her head and fell into a brief silence.

"Will you join me...to freedom?"

Saran asked again.

She did not deliberately suppress her voice. This time she was not asking Ningli, who was already shaken, but the foxes huddled in the corner.

But... after hearing Fei Xiao's words, the foxes did not stand up to respond, but continued to lie on the cold gravel, curling themselves up into a ball, as if they had not heard anything.

——In their opinion, escaping would mean being turned into a human pig and dying in endless pain. Instead of that... it would be better to choose a relatively quick death.

Looking at his companions who were still lying motionless on the ground, Saran sighed softly, then grabbed Ningli's wrist and ran towards the moonlight with her.

And at the moment when the silver hair of the fox girl was favored by the moonlight, she made a vow in her heart.

——If she really gets free, she will immediately call for help to save her companions.

Then, two small figures ran out of the cave and ran towards the moonlit field.

"Where are we going...to?"

"Run in the direction of the shooting star."

Saran's emerald eyes revealed a hint of determination, and then he ran hard towards the meteor coming down from the southeast.

The Eclipse Wolfmen, who were busy preparing for tomorrow's hunting ritual, also noticed the two fleeing prey, but... they didn't chase them immediately. Instead, they just watched them run away until...

"It seems we have to start this hunting sacrifice early..."

Until a sinister low laugh sounded from the altar with flickering firelight, the Eclipse Werewolves, who were busy setting up the sacrificial scene a second ago, let out an excited wolf howl at the bright moon, and then turned into a fishy wind and disappeared on the spot, starting this "hunt" ahead of time.

......

Under the bright meteors and the indifferent moonlight, two small figures kept running on the endless wilderness, and behind them were a series of black shadows moving at high speed.

——Those were the Buli people who were conducting hunting and sacrifice in advance.

Although the two were in front of them, they could still smell the unpleasant stench, and the wolf howls coming from behind them continued to stimulate the fear deep in their blood.

But Saran never doubted that he could not escape the hunting pack.

As she ran forward desperately, she raised her head slightly to look at the meteor that streaked across the night sky, and prayed in her heart to the only light in the dark sky.

Saran firmly believed that as long as they prayed to the "shooting star", the "shooting star" would shine on them, and as long as they chased the light in the sky with all their strength, they would be able to reach the distant place where the light was.

And in this desperate chase, she suddenly discovered... that the blue "meteor" seemed to be getting closer and closer to her?

"Third Battalion! Release! Stop those bastards!"

Yue Yu's cold voice drowned out the terrifying wolf howls. In an instant, countless arrows flew over her and Ning Li's heads and attacked Bu Liren's pursuers with incredible precision.

Looking at the stream of light that was getting closer and closer to her, Saran couldn't help but widen his eyes - that was not a meteor at all, but a flying woman.

In the distance, an army Saran had never seen before rushed from behind the woman, turning into silver streaks of light that flashed past her and fought with Bu Liren's pursuers.

The terrifying wolf howls disappeared, and the wind that was filled with stench turned into an extremely fresh smell. Saran knew it was the smell of freedom.

Her chest heaved violently, and a taste of rust filled her mouth. The long run had pushed Saran's body to its limit. After realizing that she was safe, her legs softened and she staggered to the ground.

However, the soft touch of falling on the grass that Saran imagined did not come as expected, but was replaced by an extremely solid collision.

Looking at the breastplate shining silver under the moonlight, a look of surprise emerged on her face. Then she raised her head slightly and saw Jiang Mo's handsome face which showed a hint of concern.

Just when she was about to ask something, the flying woman came to her side and whispered in her ear:

"The Yaoqing Immortal Boat, belonging to the Immortal Boat Alliance, has come to rescue us. Thank you for your hard work, little girl."

Chapter 27 Jiang Mo: Feixiao’s ears are quite nice to touch...

"...?"

Hearing Yue Yu's words, a puzzled look flashed across Fei Xiao's face, as if he didn't understand what the woman in front of him was talking about.

Jiang Mo pursed his lips helplessly, "General, this is a planet colonized by the Buli people. I'm afraid this fox lady only knows the Buli people's language. She doesn't have a synesthesia beacon, so naturally she can't understand the Xianzhou language."

After saying this, Jiang Mo lowered his head slightly, looked at Fei Xiao... or Saran's tired little face, and said softly in a slightly awkward Bu Li language:

"It's okay, it's over."

"?!"

Jiang Mo's words made Saran raise her head instantly, and the cute fox ears that had drooped due to fatigue also stood up instantly at this moment.

There was a hint of shock in those emerald eyes—she wasn't shocked by Jiang Mo's words, but because...

She had never heard Bu Liyu speak so gently and slowly.

When they were in the cave, her companions were wailing and worried in fear, even their voices were trembling. Apart from the negative emotions... Saran could not sense anything at all.

Not to mention Bu Liren, their primary purpose in speaking was not to communicate, but to arouse her fear.

At this moment, Saran had only one thought in his mind - it turns out that the language that symbolizes fear... also has such a gentle side.

Those emerald eyes stared blankly at Jiang Mo's face, unable to come back to their senses for a long time.

Yue Yu looked at Jiang Mo, then looked at Saran who was lying in his arms, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Is my own apprentice so popular? I haven't heard of it.

But soon, Yue Yu gently touched Jiang Mo, signaling him to hand over the fox girl who was almost clinging to his arms to him.

"Hurry up, if you're a little late... I'm afraid there won't be a chance."

"Ah."

Jiang Mo nodded gently, then handed the exhausted Saran to Yue Yu very gently. Just when he was about to leave... Saran suddenly reached out and grabbed him.

"Help me... Help me save my companions..."

Her voice was extremely hoarse and weak, but Jiang Mo could hear the urgency in it. He then nodded gently and rubbed the cute silver fox ears.

"Don't worry, just leave it to me."

He said this in a calm tone using awkward Buli language, then took out his own Yunqi sword and quickly followed his comrades in the Qingqiu Army to the front line.

Saran turned slightly at this moment, her emerald eyes reflecting the blazing flames of the Buli camp, Ningli lying on the grass being tended by the Qingqiu soldiers, and the slender figure in silver armor, sword in hand...

She was a little dazed for a moment, as if everything in front of her was like a dream and difficult to imagine, but...

But the chill in her chest told her...all of this was real.

Soon, she turned her gaze to Ningli, who was also exhausted, and whispered softly:

"We did it, Ningli. The shooting star responded to our wish, and we truly arrived at the distant place where the light was..."

......

Three years.

Jiang Mo has been waiting for this day for three full years.

Today, he can finally vent the resentment hidden deep in his heart.

With an anxious feeling in his heart, Jiang Mo rushed into the camp where flames were rising to the sky at an unimaginable speed and quickly joined the battlefield.

As a hint of scarlet flashed across the pair of black pupils, Jiang Mo rushed into the battle formation of Yunqi and Buli Wolf Man as if he had unleashed his invincible power.

In the past three years, he practiced swordsmanship with Yue Yu during the day, and fought against the evil creatures he had killed in his dreams at night.

He already knew the weaknesses of these cosmic locusts, and now was the time for him to put everything into practice.

"Damn you Xianzhou people! Bu Li will never be a slave!"

A wolf howl sounded in his ears, and Jiang Mo looked over subconsciously. The shout came from a Bu Liren who was fighting with the Qingqiu Army's Cloud Cavalry.

Behind the Cloud Rider, there was another Buli Werewolf who had just raised his bony claws, with a sinister light flashing in his eyes, as if he was already imagining the scene of killing the Cloud Rider and eating his flesh alive.

——For the Eclipse Hunter Pack, a bunch of bastards who can mutate by feeding on the flesh and blood of other intelligent life forms...the Immortal Boat's Cloud Riders will be of great benefit to their strength enhancement.

but...

Before the Bu Li wolf tribe could smash down its bone claws, Jiang Mo's figure had already transformed into a silver light and cut into the battle formation.

The Cloud Rider sword in his hand chopped with incredible precision at the most vulnerable bone joint of the werewolf's elbow - this was the weakness he had repeatedly verified in his dreams over the past three years.

click -

The moment the blade collided with the bone, a teeth-grinding cracking sound was heard, and the werewolf's forearm and claws were severed at the root, and dark purple blood splattered on the scorched earth.

"?!"

The werewolf that attacked by surprise didn't have time to let out a howl before Jiang Mo's blade had already slashed across its throat. When the wolf's head rolled down, its scarlet eyes were still filled with disbelief.

Yunqi, who was rescued by Jiang Mo, only then realized the murderous intent behind him. When he turned around, he only saw the blood dripping from Jiang Mo's sword and the bloodshot in his eyes that had not yet faded.

"Left side!"

Jiang Mo let out a low roar, and with a turn of his wrist, the blade flashed and slashed towards the knee of the other werewolf. Bu Liren, who was fighting with Yunqi, was caught off guard and fell to the ground. Yunqi, who cooperated with him tacitly, shot him through the heart.

"Thank you, Brother Jiang!"

Yunqi panted and clasped his fists to express his gratitude, but he saw that the silver figure had already rushed towards the more dense battle group.

Wherever the blade passes, the workmanship is flawed.

Although the movement of light and shadow seems simple, it is extremely precise!

A swipe, a sweep, a pick——

The sharp blade in Jiang Mo's hand moved just as he had done thousands of times in his dreams.

Just so.

It can easily cause the throats and spines to break apart, and blood to explode, which is both enchanting and terrifying!

"It turns out that the realization in the dream was this kind of experience..."

Intentionally or unintentionally, his mind and sword intent merged into one. Jiang Mo couldn't help but murmur, enjoying this smooth and comfortable feeling more and more!

The hatred accumulated over the past three years turned into the purest killing. Wherever the silver light passed, the werewolves fell like straw, and the scarlet color in Jiang Mo's eyes became more and more intense at this moment.

Just when Jiang Mo finished clearing out one battle group and was about to rush to the next one, Yue Yu's voice, which was cold but mixed with a hint of surprise, flashed past the ears of many Cloud Riders.

"Attention, all Qingqiu troops! The Imperial Bow Light Arrow will fall in three minutes! Everyone evacuate!"

The rare urgency in the voice made Jiang Mo's movements suddenly stagnate. He looked up at the sky. A deep purple glow was faintly appearing in the depths of the clouds. This suddenly reminded him of a sentence.

——The light arrows of the imperial bow will not only guide the route of the immortal ship, but will also destroy one hopeless world after another.