Baiyancheng
Qiye quickly walked out of Wanbao Pavilion, walked around the streets casually, bought some food needed on the way, and then returned to the small courtyard where he was temporarily staying.
At this moment, it was almost noon, the sun was scorching, the weather was dry, and there were few people.
The business for the seventh night has been completed. After the purchase, I plan to rest for a while and then set off to return to the clan.
Feed the horses, pack them and take care of them in advance, and take a quiet lunch break in the house.
At the end of the afternoon, I had enough energy to mount my horse in one stride.
"Drive!" With a command, the reins were tightened and the horse rushed out, galloping towards the mountains outside Baiyan City.
As the horses galloped all the way, facing the wind, Qiye held the reins tightly and stared straight ahead.
Like an arrow, it passed through fertile fields and was drilled into the woods outside the city in the blink of an eye...
At night, after walking all afternoon, he reached the top of a densely forested hillside.
At this moment, the crescent moon is hanging in the sky, full of brilliance, and the starry night sky is filled with drifting clouds.
The warm evening breeze blows through the rustling woods, everything is so pleasant, intoxicating and soothing.
"Let's rest here tonight..."
With such a good time and beautiful scenery to accompany me, I was not in a hurry.
Qiye thought for a while and then made up his mind. He turned over and dismounted, twisted his neck, and stretched his sore legs and feet.
Then choose a big tree in the forest and tie the horse firmly to the trunk.
After finishing everything, he jumped up and flew to the crown branches of the big tree, where he rested firmly.
This is the wild survival habit he has inherited from the Far East Territory
In that desperate place where the weather was freezing and wolves were everywhere, Qiye hid in the high tree canopy every night, shielding himself from all spiritual power.
Even his own breathing slowed down to a feeble level, completely integrating himself with the surrounding environment.
Relying on such careful and cautious concealment, he finally walked out of the Far East Territory alive.
Perhaps it was the desperate situation that had caused such an unforgettable psychological shadow. Even now, he has the power to protect himself, but he still has an unspeakable fear of the dark night in his heart.
On the big tree, Qiye leaned against the trunk and sat on the branches, looking at the moonlight coming through the cracks in the tree. He reached out and picked two leaves to cover his eyes, then closed his eyes to rest peacefully.
In fact, he did not intend to really sleep, but was half awake and half dazed:
That is to say, he maintains the weakest consciousness and monitors anything within ten meters around him. Once he notices any movement, he will wake up immediately.
Qiye knows deeply:
Deep mountains and lush forests have been hiding many monsters and beasts since ancient times. Life depends on one moment, so one must not be careless.
Although this mountain road is the only way for Tianyun Sect to travel to and from Baiyan City, and passers-by often pass by, everything becomes uncertain at night.
Late at night, except for the low chirping of insects in the forest and the rustling of leaves in the wind, everything was very quiet, so quiet that everything seemed to be falling into a deep sleep.
Quiet, so nice...
Qiye also entered a state of slumber, covering his face with leaves, holding his hands on his chest, lying motionless on the tree...
In such a quiet and beautiful second half of the night, he suddenly noticed a slight but unusual sway in the branch where he was standing. The rustling leaves above his head were mixed with the noise of twirling branches.
Qiye opened one eye slightly as a habit, and through the gap covered by the leaves, he found a dark object on the top of the tree crown several meters above his head.
what is that? !
He was startled unexpectedly, and he opened his eyes to look carefully. Through the dim moonlight in the shade of the trees, he could clearly see the general outline of the black monster:
On the black round torso, there are eight slender legs like branches.
"Zhizhi..."
The black monster sensed that the ambush was exposed, let out a piercing scream, swooped down, and rushed towards it quickly.
Qiye felt a sense of crisis. He suddenly turned over and fell down from the branch.
In the blink of an eye, the black monster opened its sharp sickle-like claws and cut off the tree trunk where he had just rested in one swoop.
Qiye fell to the ground. After taking two steps back to create a safe distance, he finally saw the monster clearly with his night eyes:
This is a spider the size of a horse, all black. There are six eyes as black and translucent as black pearls on the cephalothorax, arranged in an inverted triangle shape.
It has a pair of sharp fangs over one meter long in its mouth, and eight legs about two meters long on both sides of its body, which are densely covered with fine downy hairs.
There is also a conspicuous yellow moon line on the back and abdomen...
"This is...the Man-Faced Demon Spider!"
Qiye recognized the monster after hesitating for a while, and searched for the description of the monster in his mind:
The second-level monster - the Man-Faced Demon Spider, the ghost in the night. It has six eyes and eight legs, its body is dark and hard, densely covered with fine hair, and its abdomen has yellow moon-shaped lines.
Good at attacking and easily escaping, with poison in its belly. When it is an adult, the Man-Faced Demon Spider is as big as a horse, and its strength is equivalent to that of a "late-stage battle axe"...
Memories related to the Man-Faced Demon Spider came to mind, and Qiye felt as if a huge boulder had fallen, suffocatingly heavy.
In particular: the adult Man-Faced Demon Spider has the strength to rival the "late stage battle axe".
This was enough to scare him into a cold sweat.
His strength is at the late stage of Tomahawk level. His true strength is only at the early stage of Tomahawk level, so it would be better to retreat first.
Huh...wait a minute, this demon spider doesn't seem to be the size of a horse.
Looking carefully at the human-faced demon spider in front of me, it seems to be only the size of a donkey, which is slightly different from an adult spider. It should still be in its infancy...
However, even in his childhood, his strength is estimated to be at the "early stage of Tomahawk level", which is comparable to his real "early stage of Tomahawk level", and may have to be stabilized.
After all, the physical strength of monsters of the same level is by no means comparable to the spiritual strength of humans.
The Man-Faced Demon Spider is too strong to be touched head-on. Qiye's mind summed up: Thirty-six strategies, and walking is the best strategy.
Since he became a spiritual practitioner, he has always adhered to forbearance and never acted recklessly. After all, in the face of the gap in strength, no amount of reckless courage is in vain.
Where there is life, there is hope.
Knowing the disparity in strength between the enemy and ourselves, he was about to set off to retreat.
Suddenly, he discovered that there were several hair-like silver-white spider threads stuck to the soles of his feet.
The spider silk adheres firmly to the soles of the feet, and holds its own moving steps strongly.
Suddenly, Qiye raised his head and took a closer look, only to see that the area around the big tree he had just rested on was covered with dense and imperceptible spider silk.
"Zhizhi..."
The Man-Faced Demon Spider saw its prey's attempt to escape and made a sharp, harsh hiss, as if to mock the poor creature who had fallen into the trap without realizing it.
Damn it!
Qiye cursed secretly, then touched the void with his hand and grabbed the Nine-curved Silver Snake Sword.
With a few strokes of the sword, he quickly cut off all the spider threads on the soles of his feet. Just as he was about to rush out, the Man-Faced Demon Spider opened its fangs and sprayed out more than a dozen jet-black venomous stingers.
The sting came, and Qiye tried his best to block it with his sword.
"Ding, ding, ding..." The poisonous sting hit the blade, making a strong metallic sound.
"Pfft~" Although he tried his best to dodge and resist the attack of the poisonous sting.
But there were still one or two fish that slipped through the defensive gap, and without any time to spare, they stabbed hard into his right leg.
hateful!
During the retreat, Qiye almost stumbled and fell to the ground.
Even though he now has a wealth of indirect combat experience, his body's instinctive movement ability is still very lagging, and his coordination cannot keep up.
In fact, he had a solid defense strategy in mind against the poisonous sting sprayed by the Man-Faced Demon Spider. However, his body's ability to move is lagging behind and he cannot keep up with his thinking.
Such thinking first and action last will eventually lead to negligence in defense and injury.
When the Man-Faced Demon Spider on the tree trunk saw that its prey had been attacked, it kicked off its legs and jumped to another big tree, spraying a huge spider web towards the prey on the ground that was still struggling to retreat.
Seeing this, Qiye secretly thought something was wrong.
I just saw that although this spider silk looks delicate, it is actually extremely flexible. If it is wrapped, it may be difficult to break free in a short time.
He kept retreating, but now his right leg was numb and sluggish due to the stabbing.
The spider web rushed towards me, but I was unable to dodge. At the critical moment, I rolled a few mud balls on the spot and narrowly escaped from the circle surrounded by the spider web.
Regardless of his embarrassment, he quickly got up from the ground and was about to leave.
As soon as he lowered his head, Qiye found that his right wrist holding the sword was wrapped with several spider silks at some point. One end of the silvery white spider silk was wrapped around his wrist, and the other end was firmly bitten by the Man-Faced Demon Spider.
There is actually..., being restrained everywhere, Qiye suddenly felt very troublesome.
The Man-Faced Demon Spider on the tree trunk, after seeing that the spider silk had successfully entangled its prey, pulled away with all its strength, and the silver snake sword in Qiye's hand was immediately caught.
Seeing this, he brushed his left hand through the void again, quickly grabbed the silver-tooth scimitar, and neatly cut off the spider silk on his wrist.
After getting rid of the shackles, he threw the scimitar into the void and took out a few silver needles from the talisman bag.
These silver needles were hidden weapons originally collected by Wolfbei. Qiye kept them close to his body in his talisman bag for self-defense. He didn't expect that they would come in handy so quickly today.
"Susususu..."
The silver needle flew out and stabbed the demon spider with lightning speed. Before the silver needle approached, the Man-Faced Demon Spider had already moved quickly to avoid it. Its speed is so fast that it is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye and is jaw-dropping.
Taking advantage of the demon spider's dodge, Qiye seized the opportunity and quickly retreated. Then, before retreating a few steps, the demon spider jumped again and jumped onto another big tree to catch up.
He made a hissing sound from his mouth, as if he was mocking and playing with the borrowed thing in his palm.
Damn, damn, damn!
Qiye roared several times in succession. How could he not see the intention of this demon spider, hanging its tail so close to neither far nor near?
It's obvious that he is playing a cat and mouse game, teasing himself as much as he wants, and then eating himself when he gets bored.
Although he was so unwilling and aggrieved in his heart, he had no choice at the moment. Even escaping was a problem without the strength.
They had to fly silver needles to attack from a distance while finding a way to retreat and delay the opportunity. The Man-Faced Demon Spider seemed not in a hurry to attack, but just dodged.
Soon, all the hundreds of silver needles Qiye carried were thrown out, and he was forced to the cliff with no way to retreat.
Fight!
Desperate, he gave up the idea of continuing to escape. As they fled all the way, a strong murderous intention had already been suppressed in their chests.
Unjust, unwilling to die.
Turning around, he held the sword tightly with both hands and stared solemnly at the Man-Faced Demon Spider not far away, making a final desperate fight.
The Man-Faced Demon Spider on the top of the tree looked at its prey that no longer wanted to escape and was abandoning life and death, intending to fight hard.
As if losing interest in chasing, he jumped down from the top of the tree. Standing in front of Qiye, he put on the posture of a strong man looking down at the borrowed object, and made an intrusive hissing sound.
