Within the merchant's line of sight, a black shadow silently... pounced down from the air behind Mu Fan and Lu Qingxue.
Mu Fan had not noticed it, but he saw the merchant's stunned expression.
He spun around sharply!
That black shadow had already closed to within three meters in midair.
Only then did a deadly killing intent suddenly surface. Mu Fan raised his hand, about to swing his short stick.
But Lu Qingxue, who had her eyes closed, suddenly pressed down with her fair wrist and drew the Stacked Snow Sword with a backhand motion.
A flash of silver light appeared, curling upward from the air.
A string of sparks abruptly burst through the night as the black shadow and Lu Qingxue's sword separated upon contact.
Bang...
It seemed the sword had struck the black shadow's body.
But the next second, the black shadow instantly dispersed into mist.
Lu Qingxue's strike had scattered the black mist, but... where was the enemy?
"Not human."
Lu Qingxue's four chilly words stated the truth.
"What a rare prize. The fragrance of a virgin... blood like this... must taste incredibly delicious."
A black cloak rose high into the air before drifting gently down.
Atop a broad-leaved tree ahead of them stood a black figure.
When he raised his head, his horrifying, disgusting face was clearly reflected in their pupils.
"I hit him just now."
Lu Qingxue did not become angry at his words. Standing behind Mu Fan, she spoke softly.
"Heh heh... but you didn't hurt me." Night Ghost gave a sinister grin.
"Curious whether that's true?"
Just as Mu Fan was about to make his move, the black figure atop the canopy instantly split into six figures and shot downward.
Four charged toward Mu Fan, while two rushed at Lu Qingxue.
The Dark