He took out a black box from his arms and carefully opened it, revealing the complex mechanisms and sharp blades inside.
He skillfully operated the mechanism, set the trap on the path that everyone must pass, and then quickly disappeared into the darkness.
The next morning, everyone woke up from their sleep and found that the surrounding environment seemed to be a little strange.
There was a faint smell of blood in the air, and there were some messy footprints on the ground, but they didn't care too much, and just thought it was the impact of spatial changes.
Luo Xiaoyu stretched and stood up to move her muscles and bones, but accidentally stepped on a hidden mechanism.
With a light "click", the ground suddenly collapsed, and Luo Xiaoyu exclaimed and fell into a bottomless trap.
"Xiaoyu!" Everyone was shocked and rushed forward to check the situation.
However, at this moment, the mechanisms around the trap were also triggered, and the sharp blade shot out from all directions. Everyone was caught off guard by the sudden danger and panic avoided the flying blade.
"What's going on?!" Xiaohong shouted in horror.
"There is a trap!" Zhang Langzhong calmly analyzed the situation in front of him.
"Who did it?!" Liehuang roared angrily.
"Be careful, everyone!" Elder Chen reminded.
The man in white grabbed Xiaohong and protected her behind her, avoiding the flying blade.
His eyes were cold, as if he had locked in the hidden enemies in the dark.
He whispered to Xiaohong: "Protect yourself."
The flying blade slashed through the air and let out a sharp scream. Several cold lights passed by, leaving deep blood marks on Li Liehun's thick arms, and the blood instantly dyed his sleeves red.
Blacksmith Zhao was not spared either. A hole was cut in his calf, and blood beads dripped along the muscle lines of his legs, making a dazzling blood flower dizzy on the ground.
Everyone exclaimed and dodged, but a few people still had colors on them, and a faint smell of blood filled the air, stimulating everyone's nerves.
After Luo Xiaoyu fell into the trap, there was no sound. Life and death were uncertain, which cast a shadow in everyone's hearts, and worry spread among everyone.
The trap mechanism is varied and unpredictable.
After the blade passed, there was another hidden weapon of poison needles, which was dazzling and difficult to avoid. Everyone dodged in a mess, but they were still injured by the poison needles. The wound began to turn black, and the numbness gradually spread, making them feel dizzy.
Everyone tried to attack the mechanism, but found that these mechanisms were extremely strong and could not be damaged by swords.
I tried to push the stones on the edge of the trap, but found that the stones were motionless, as if they were integrated with the ground and had no idea to start.
Everyone was anxious, but they couldn't find a way to deal with it for a while, so they could only passively avoid it, and their hearts were filled with helplessness and despair.
Xiaohong looked at her scarred companion, and the self-blame surged in her heart like a tide. She bit her lips tightly, her face pale.
Is all this caused by owning treasures?
Without myself, everyone would not have encountered such unforgiving disasters.
The annoyance in her heart lingers her like a vine, making her feel suffocated. If it weren't for her, everyone wouldn't be trapped here or even injured. If this continues, everyone will definitely be injured, even...
Just as everyone was helpless, Doctor Zhang squatted down and carefully inspected the mechanism on the ground.
He stretched out his hand, gently touched the small parts on the mechanism, and carefully observed every corner.
His fingers gently slid over the mechanism, feeling the structure and operation of the mechanism, and his eyes were filled with a light of wisdom.
After a moment, his brows stretched out and said confidently, "I found the flaws in the mechanism."
When everyone heard this, the light of hope rekindled in their eyes. They surrounded them one after another. Looking at Doctor Zhang, Doctor Zhang pointed to a small groove on the mechanism and said, "This groove is the core of the mechanism. As long as it is destroyed, the operation of the mechanism can be temporarily stopped." Everyone followed Doctor Zhang's instructions and cooperated carefully. Li Liehuo pried the groove with the hunting knife in his hand. Zhao Blacksmith reinforced it with a stone. Finally, with a slight "click", the mechanism stopped operating, the sharp blades retracted one after another, and the trap returned to peace.
Everyone looked at the mechanism that stopped working, and their hearts were filled with the joy of surviving the disaster.
Grandma Lin asked everyone about their injuries with concern. Li Liehuo and Zhao Blacksmith also checked the wounds on their bodies, while Xiaohong looked at everyone with a worried look on her face. Everyone saw that everyone in Zhang had recovered a little morale and a glimmer of hope rose in their hearts.
"It seems that these traps are not enough." A hoarse voice rang in everyone's ears.
The black shadow walked out of the darkness and showed its true appearance. It was the black-faced man who had peeped at everyone before.
Seeing that the trap failed to trap everyone, he sneered: "It seems that these little things are useless to you." After speaking, his figure flashed and appeared in front of everyone like a ghost.
He made quick moves, his moves were weird, and his fierce wind was elusive.
Liehuo and Zhao Blacksmith were the first to be attacked. The two roared angrily, stood up, and used their bodies to block the attack of the black-faced man.
Liehun felt a huge force hit his chest, making him almost breathless.
He gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain, and the hunting knife in his hand slashed at the black-faced man hard.
Blacksmith Zhao waved the hammer in his hand and hit the black-faced man like a storm. Every time he swung, he was deafening with the sound of the wind.
The black-faced man had a flexible body, easily avoiding the attacks of the two people, and made cold laughs from time to time, like the cry of a night owl, making people creepy.
His figure was erratic, like a ghost, making it difficult to capture his traces.
Everyone hiding behind Liehuo and Zhao Blacksmith were not idle. They were looking for the weakness of the black-faced man and waiting for an opportunity to fight back.
Xiaohong followed the man in white tightly. The man in white gently patted Xiaohong's hand and signaled her not to worry. Grandma Lin was busy taking care of her injured companions and bandaging their wounds.
"Be careful, his attacks are very regular!" Zhang Langzhong observed the black-faced man's movements and analyzed calmly.
"Although his attack is fast, there will be a brief pause after each attack!" Elder Chen also discovered the weakness of the black-faced man.
When everyone heard this, they were delighted and began to fight back in a planned manner.
They took advantage of the pause after the Blackface attack and seized the opportunity to fight back.
The black-faced man gradually felt a little difficult, and his attack began to show some flaws.
"You ants, dare to resist me!" The black-faced man was angry and embarrassed, his tone was full of murderous intent.
At this moment, everyone found that the black-faced man had another pause, and this pause was longer than ever.
"It's now!" Doctor Zhang shouted.
Everyone worked together and attacked the black-faced man at the same time...
A strange smile appeared on the corner of the black-faced man's mouth...
The strange smile on the corner of the black-faced man's mouth was fleeting, replaced by a hint of panic.
Although the joint attack of the crowd failed to severely damage him, it also made him feel threatened.
But he quickly adjusted his state and no longer stuck to the previous attack rules. His moves became more fierce and faster, and he shuttled between the crowd like a ghost.
The pressure increased sharply!
Everyone's original plan was disrupted and they could only be exhausted.
Luo Xiaoyu's weapon was knocked away by the black-faced man. She screamed and retreated repeatedly.
Li Liehuo and Zhao Blacksmith joined forces, but it was difficult for them to withstand the attack of the Black-faced Man, and there were a few more wounds on their bodies.
The surrounding trees were broken by the palm wind, making crackling sounds, and dust flew, blocking everyone's sight.
The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which was disgusting.
Sweat beads oozing from Doctor Zhang's forehead. He gritted his teeth and the silver needles in his hand were flying, but he could not find the right time.
Elder Chen's face also became solemn. He chanted the spell in a low voice, but it seemed that there was no effect.
A desperate feeling began to spread in everyone's hearts, and they felt that it was really hard to escape this time.
At this moment, the black-faced man seized the opportunity and hit Xiaohong with a palm.
The man in white flashed and blocked Xiaohong and endured the palm.
He groaned, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, his body shook a few times, and almost fell down.
"Man in white!" Xiaohong exclaimed and hurriedly supported him.
The man in white looked pale as paper. He forced a smile and comforted him: "I'm fine..."
The morale of the crowd was greatly hit, and some people began to think of giving up.
Liehun's pace also slowed down, and he whispered: "We...we are not his opponents..."
Xiaohong hugged the man in white tightly, and tears rolled down like pearls with broken threads.
She looked at the wound on the chest of the man in white, and her heart was filled with grief and despair.
She said tremblingly, "Why are you so stupid..."
Suddenly, a crisp sound rang out, "Stop!"
The woman in yellow fell down to the earth like a fairy, falling lightly in front of everyone.
She was wearing a goose yellow dress and her clothes were fluttering, like a dancing butterfly.
Her face is beautiful, her eyebrows are as far away as mountains, her eyes are as autumn water, her lips are as red as red, and her long black and shiny hair is casually dispersed on her shoulders, adding a bit of charm.
Everyone was stunned when they saw this.
Who is this woman?
Why did it suddenly appear here?
Could it be the black-faced accomplice?
For a moment, everyone's hearts were filled with doubts and vigilance.
Especially Xiaohong, she hugged the man in white tightly.
The woman in yellow seemed to see everyone's doubts. She smiled slightly and said, "Don't panic, everyone, I am not a black-faced person, I am seeing injustice, so I draw my sword to help." Her voice was crisp and pleasant, flowing like a clear spring in the mountain stream, making people feel refreshed.
Everyone looked at each other, still half-believing and half-doubting.
This woman has an unknown origin and suddenly appears. She is so young and beautiful, it is really hard to believe.
When the black-faced man saw the appearance of the woman in yellow, he secretly complained in his heart.
He knew very well how powerful this woman was, and if she was allowed to join the battle, he would probably be difficult to win.
So he decided to take action first and get rid of this trouble.
The black-faced man flashed and rushed towards the woman in yellow like a ghost. His speed was so fast that it was shocking.
Everyone exclaimed, thinking that the woman in yellow was going to be killed.
However, the woman in yellow seemed to have expected it. She swayed and gently avoided the attack of the black-faced man.
Her body movements are light and agile, as light as a swallow, and are breathtaking.
After the woman in yellow stood still, she took out a magic weapon from her sleeve.
This magic weapon emits dazzling light throughout, illuminating everything around like a small sun.
When the black-faced man saw this magic weapon, his face suddenly changed.
Seeing this, a glimmer of hope ignited in everyone's heart.
It seems that this woman in yellow is not an ordinary person, and may really help them defeat the black-faced man.
The woman in yellow held a magic weapon in her hand, staring at the black-faced man with a torch, and said coldly: "You have done so many evil things, and today I will do my best to do the way for heaven!"
When the black-faced man heard this, his face was gloomy and he snorted coldly: "Just you?"
The woman in yellow stopped talking. When her wrist trembled, her magic weapon suddenly shone brightly, making the black-faced man unable to open his eyes.
"You..." the black-faced man shouted in horror.
The corners of the woman in yellow raised her mouth slightly, revealing a hint of sneer.
The woman in yellow shook her wrists, and the magic weapon burst out with thousands of golden lights. It was not a direct attack, but turned into countless tiny golden light spots, flying like fireflies, surrounding the black-faced man.
The light spots seem gentle, but contain powerful energy, constantly eroding the protective energy of the black-faced man.
The black-faced man was caught off guard and was disturbed by this strange attack method. The originally fierce offensive became slow.
He waved his palms to try to disperse these light spots, but found that they were like gangrene attached to bones and were difficult to get rid of.
"Good opportunity!" Luo Xiaoyu shouted softly, picked up the weapons that fell to the ground, and joined the battle again.
Liehuo and Zhao Blacksmith were also excited, waving their weapons in their hands and attacking the black-faced man.
Doctor Zhang seized the opportunity and shot out the silver needle in his hand, pointing directly at the big acupoints around the black-faced man.
Elder Chen muttered something, and an invisible force blessed everyone, making their attack even more fierce.
Everyone cheered and cheered, as if they wanted to vent all the fear and despair they had suppressed before.
Xiaohong held the man in white and looked at the woman in yellow with gratitude, with a glimmer of hope in her eyes.
Although the man in white was seriously injured, he also forced himself to cheer everyone up.
"We will definitely win!" Xiaohong said firmly.
The woman in yellow felt the trust and support of everyone and felt more firm in her heart.
She controlled the magic weapon, and the golden light became more dazzling, covering the black-faced man.
The black-faced man roared and used his trick. A powerful black air flow gushed out of his body, trying to break through the siege of golden light.
The forces of the two sides collided, making a deafening roar. The trees around them were trembling and the fallen leaves fell one after another.
The dust was flying, covering the sky and the sun, and the entire battlefield fell into chaos.
At this moment, the woman in yellow grabbed the black-faced man and lost her mind for a moment, controlled the golden light and turned into a sharp sword, pricking the black-faced man's chest.
The black-faced man screamed, staggered back, and black blood spilled out of the corners of his mouth.
"Catch him!" Luo Xiaoyu shouted excitedly.
Everyone rushed forward and surrounded the black-faced man.
A trace of despair flashed in the black-faced man's eyes, but he did not give up on resistance and was still struggling for the final struggle...
He said in a hoarse voice: "You... don't think about it..."
The black-faced man was surrounded by everyone. He looked like a trapped beast, and his eyes were fiercely scanning the people around him, looking for any gap that could break through.
He covered his chest, and black blood kept oozing out from his fingers, dyeing his clothes red.
But he still did not give up on resistance. He gritted his teeth and his body tense, like a cheetah ready to launch his final attack at any time.
Everyone stared at him vigilantly, not daring to relax at all.
Luo Xiaoyu held the long sword tightly in her hand, pointing directly at the black-faced man, and the sword body reflected a cold light, reflecting her firm face.
Liehuo and Zhao Blacksmith stood on both sides holding sticks, forming a surround and waiting for the battle.
The air was filled with a tense and solemn atmosphere, and everyone held their breath, as if a needle could be heard falling to the ground.
Suddenly, the black-faced man's originally ferocious face became strange, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
In the eyes of everyone, this smile was not the joy of victory, but rather the pride of some kind of conspiracy.
His eyes also became deep and unpredictable, as if there was something unknown secret hidden, which made people shudder.
Just as everyone was puzzled, a figure quietly appeared.
An old man in a gray robe stood between the crowd and the black-faced man at some point.
He is thin but gives people a sense of majesty that cannot be ignored.
He raised one hand and signaled everyone to stop moving.
The appearance of the old man in gray robe surprised and confused everyone.
They looked at each other, not knowing whether the old man was an enemy or a friend.
When the black-faced man saw the old man in gray robe, his originally weird smile disappeared instantly, and replaced by an unconcealed terror.
His eyes widened, his body trembled slightly, as if he had seen something terrible.
Everyone was even more curious about the identity of the old man in gray robe, and were also worried that he would help the black-faced man.
They held the weapons in their hands and looked at the old man in gray robe, waiting for his next move.
The old man in gray robe spoke slowly, his voice low and thick: "Let me tell you the truth of all this..."
The old man in gray robe spoke slowly, his voice low and thick, like an ancient bell echoing in the valley.
"The black-faced man, whose real name is Li Mo, was once a famous knight in the world, but because he was framed by a traitor, his family was destroyed and his family was destroyed. From then on, he hid his name and fell into darkness..." The old man's words seemed to carry magic, bringing everyone into a tragic story.
Only then did everyone realize that the black-faced man was not born evil, but was tricked by fate and finally chose the wrong path to revenge.
Li Mo heard the old man in gray robe reveal his past, his body trembled violently, and his clenched teeth made a giggle.
His hands covering his chest were even harder, as if to stop the broken heart from beating.
He lowered his head, and the shadows covered his face, making it impossible to see his expression, but from his trembling shoulders, the pain and regret in his heart surged like a tide, almost submerging him.
The depressing atmosphere permeates the air, suffocating.
Everyone was silent. They looked at the painful black-faced man in front of them, and their hearts were mixed.
They hated what he did, but they sympathized with what he had happened.
Justice and mercy are intertwined in their hearts, making them not know how to make a decision.
Chapter completed!