Xiaohong looked at the newly added scars on the man in white with heartache. She carefully took out the ointment she carried with her and gently applied it to his wound. The man in white looked at her gently, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

Zhang Langzhong was on the side, carefully bandaging Liehuo's wounds and fixing his broken ribs with cloth strips.

Everyone supports each other and helps each other. At the critical moment of life and death, they show unparalleled unity and friendship.

The more everyone fought, the braver they became, and the Heisha side was completely defeated.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Heisha knew that he would not get any advantage today, so he wanted to retreat.

He swung his finger and forced the man in white to retreat, turning around and trying to escape.

"I want to run away? It's not that easy!" Zhao Blacksmith roared and was about to pursue him, but was stopped by the man in white.

Heisha's figure gradually disappeared into the night, leaving only a voice full of hatred: "Today's hatred, I, Heisha, will return a hundred times!"

Everyone looked at the direction of Heisha's escape,

Everyone looked at the direction where the black evil disappeared, and the night was as thick as ink, as if they were about to devour everything.

The air was filled with the smell of blood, mixed with the dampness of the soil, which was disgusting.

Everyone's face was full of solemnity. The threat of the Black Evil was not lifted. Instead, it was like a sharp sword hanging above his head, which could fall at any time.

The surrounding woods rustled in the night wind like ghosts whispering, adding a bit of gloomy and horror.

Doctor Zhang covered his faintly ached arm, and the fight just now cost him a lot of energy.

"This Hei Sha escaped, I'm afraid there will be endless troubles!" He sighed, his tone full of worry.

"Yes, this devil is full of tricks. Let him escape today, and it will be difficult to catch him next time." Elder Chen stroked his long beard and frowned.

Luo Xiaoyu was a little dissatisfied, "What are you afraid of? There are so many of us, but I am afraid that no one of them will succeed? Let's catch up now and get rid of the weeds!" She said, and was about to chase after her.

"Don't be reckless!" Elder Chen grabbed her, "Don't chase the poor enemy, let alone we are all injured and need rest."

"But..." Luo Xiaoyu wanted to argue, but was interrupted by the man in white.

"Elder Chen's words are reasonable. We should not pursue it now." The man in white looked around with sharp eyes. "This forest is full of dangers. Let's find a safe place to rest first, and then make a long-term plan."

Everyone began to check their injuries and equipment.

Zhao Blacksmith's hammer was covered with blood. He wiped it hard, as if he wanted to completely erase the traces of the black evil.

Liehun's ribs were broken and his face was pale, but he endured the pain and did not want others to worry.

Xiaohong held the hand of the man in white tightly.

"What should we do now?" Xiaohong's voice trembled a little.

The man in white patted her hand gently and gave her a comforting look.

"Don't worry, we'll find a way."

Everyone was silent for a moment, and the atmosphere was a little depressed.

"I suggest finding a place to rest first and recover your strength." Elder Chen suggested again.

"No! We must find Heisha's nest as soon as possible and completely eradicate this disaster!" Luo Xiaoyu still insisted on his own opinion.

The two sides were in a stalemate and the atmosphere became tense.

Others also had their own ideas, some agreed with Elder Chen’s opinion, while others supported Luo Xiaoyu.

Seeing this, the man in white took a deep breath and said, "It's better to do this, let's first..."

Before he could finish his words, a strange sound came from a distance, like the roar of a wild beast, or like some unknown creature being hissing.

Everyone suddenly became alert, clenched the weapons in their hands, and looked vigilantly in the direction where the sound came.

The man in white changed his face and whispered, "Not good..." Sweat soaked his clothes and stuck to his body sticky, and everyone felt a burst of fatigue.

The fierce battles before and the disputes at this moment were like a dull knife, slowly wearing down their will.

Luo Xiaoyu's impulse, Elder Chen's caution, Xiaohong's worry, the calmness of the man in white, and all kinds of emotions intertwined, making the air dull.

The night wind brings no longer coolness, but a biting chill, as if it indicates that greater danger is coming.

The strange sound was getting closer and closer, from far to near, like countless crawlers squirming on the ground, making their scalp numb.

The shadows of the woods twisted and deformed in the swaying fire, like monsters with fangs and claws, ready to pounce on them at any time.

Liehuo groaned, his fingers covering his wound trembled, and his face became paler.

He felt the air around him become sticky and his breathing becomes difficult, as if an invisible hand was stalking his throat.

Blacksmith Zhao held the hammer tightly, his palms were covered in sweat. He felt his heart beating violently, almost popping out of his chest.

Xiaohong held the package tightly, and the treasure hurt her chest.

She felt that the treasure was no longer hope, but a curse that led them into this dangerous situation.

If they hadn't discovered this treasure at the beginning, they might have been living in peace, and would not have been like the frightened birds, always facing the threat of death.

She raised her head and looked at the resolute side face of the man in white, her heart full of helplessness and fear.

At this moment, a figure slowly walked out from the depths of the woods, his clothes fluttering, like a banished immortal.

Everyone was shocked, raised their weapons one after another, and stared at the person who came vigilantly.

With the fire, they saw clearly the face of the visitor. It turned out to be Qing Xuanzi who had not seen for a long time.

"Qing Xuanzi?!" everyone exclaimed.

Qing Xuanzi smiled slightly, glanced at everyone, and finally stopped on the package in Xiaohong's hand.

"I know you're in trouble," he spoke slowly, his voice as pleasant as a clear spring, "I can help you."

Everyone looked at each other, their hearts full of doubts.

Why did this mysterious Qing Xuanzi suddenly appear?

Why did he help them?

"What are your conditions?" The man in white stepped forward, blocked Xiaohong's body, and asked in a deep voice.

Qing Xuanzi smiled, "It's very simple, do me a little favor."

Everyone hesitated. They didn't know what to sell in Qing Xuanzi's gourd, but the current situation seemed to have no other choice.

"What's the busy thing?" asked Elder Chen.

Qing Xuanzi reached out and pointed to the package in Xiaohong's hand, "Open it."

Qing Xuanzi took out a few talismans with strange light and a bottle of medicinal powder that emitted a fragrance from his wide sleeves.

"These talismans can dispel the miasma around them and the illusions that confuse the mind, while this medicine powder can quickly restore your physical strength and internal injuries." He distributed these things to everyone, his tone was calm but with unquestionable power.

Everyone took the talisman and medicine powder, as if they had held hope.

The talisman was warm and exuded a faint warmth, dispelling the fear in their hearts.

The aroma of the medicine powder is refreshing. After inhaling it, it feels refreshed and the feeling of fatigue is wiped out.

Doctor Zhang took the medicine powder, looked carefully, and his eyes showed a look of surprise.

"This... this is the long-lost 'Rejuvenation Powder'! It actually exists!" He trembled and took the medicine powder, feeling a warm current flowing all over his body, and his arm, which had been aching, miraculously healed.

Others also took medicine powder and felt the changes in their bodies.

"Thank you, Senior Qing Xuanzi!" Xiaohong thanked Qing Xuanzi excitedly. The man in white stood aside and looked at Xiaohong and Qing Xuanzi.

Luo Xiaoyu jumped up excitedly, "That's great! Now we can continue moving forward again!" She said, hugging Wang Liehuo's shoulder and patted hard.

"How is it? Brother Wang, do you have confidence?" Wang Liehuo was a little breathless when she was photographed, but he still smiled honestly, "Yes! Of course there is!"

With the help of Qing Xuanzi, everyone rekindled hope.

They put the talisman on their bodies and suddenly felt that the air around them was much fresher, and the originally depressing atmosphere was also swept away.

The shadows of the woods are no longer so terrible, and the night wind becomes gentler.

"Okay, now we can continue to move forward." Qing Xuanzi said, with a hint of mystery in his tone, "I know where you are going, and I will take you there."

Everyone looked at each other, and they followed Qing Xuanzi and walked towards the depths of the woods.

The night was still thick, but their hearts were filled with light.

"Wait," Xiaohong suddenly grabbed the sleeve of the man in white, "Are we really going to follow him?"

The man in white held Xiaohong's hand tightly and said, "Believe me."

They continued to move forward with firm and powerful steps.

What will be waiting for them ahead?

Qing Xuanzi suddenly stopped and pointed to a towering ancient tree in front of him, "It's there."

They walked lightly and walked through the deep forest. The talisman emitted a faint light in the night, like the stars leading the way.

The wind is no longer a cold whisper, but with a little refreshing whisper, blowing away the previously suppressed dullness.

Luo Xiaoyu walked in front, occasionally turning around and showing a bright smile to the friends behind her.

Liehuo carried his hunting fork, with firm steps and a bit of anticipation on his honest face.
To be continued...