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The monster walked slowly in the dense forest.
Most of the numbness in the hind legs has subsided, but the leg is still a little weak and the speed is 20% slower than usual.
This made the demonic beast very irritable, and it kept blowing out heavy breath from its nostrils, and its eyes scanned the dense forest to find traces of the human who dared to make it crumble.
The girl sat on the monster's back with a calm expression.
She is not in a hurry - how long can a mortal with no cultivation ability, with some unknown opportunities and the ability to use poison, escape from her hands?
One stick of incense, at most one stick of incense.
The monster suddenly stopped and snorted.
Ten feet ahead, several dead trees lay scattered on the road, their trunks covered with thick moss.
Tripping the rope?
There was a trace of sarcasm on the girl's lips.
Using a dead tree as a bridle might be useful against ordinary horses, but against a second-level monster—she patted the monster's neck.
The demonic beast understood and used its hooves to leap lightly over the pile of dead trees.
But the moment the monster landed, the ground suddenly collapsed.
It was a deep pit camouflaged with branches and weeds.
The demonic beast stepped on the air and its entire body fell downwards.
The girl reacted very quickly, and when the monster lost its footing, she jumped up, lightly tapped her toes on the monster's back, and flew out of the trap like a flying swallow, landing steadily three feet away.
The monster under her crotch was not so lucky.
Although this second-level monster had rough skin and thick flesh, the trap several feet deep was filled with sharpened iron birch stakes. When Su Yu cut these stakes, he chose the hardest iron birch wood and applied a layer of rotten bone vine juice on the tips.
The rotten bone vine itself is not very toxic but can corrode horny skin. The scales of monster beasts are essentially horny.
After the wooden stake penetrated the gap between the scales, the juice of the rotten bone vine seeped into the wound, causing the wound that was originally just a skin injury to rapidly fester and expand. Although it was not fatal, it made it go crazy with pain.
The monster roared angrily and stamped its hooves wildly in the trap.
But the trap was too deep, and the poisoned hind legs couldn't use their full strength, so they couldn't climb out for a while.
The girl's expression finally changed.
It wasn't because the monster was injured - it was because she could no longer sense the aura of the mine slave.
The moment she jumped out of the trap, the other person's breath completely disappeared from her perception, as if this person did not exist at all.
She closed her eyes and spread her consciousness.
The consciousness of the ninth level of Qi Refining is enough to cover a radius of fifty feet.
The movement of wind and grass, the chirping of insects and the chirping of birds - everything is clear.
Only there is no such person.
"How could this be?"
The girl frowned.
Her consciousness scanned every inch of the ground and tree canopy, but she could never find any trace.
She caught a glimpse of a putrid black swamp not far away, and there were still a few fresh traces left on the mud - the kid must have rolled into the swamp and wrapped himself in mud.
The putrid odor of the swamp can even fool the noses of monsters, let alone spiritual consciousness?
The girl drew the sword from her back.
The sword is three feet and three inches long, and the blade is as narrow as a willow leaf glowing with a cold blue light.
The name of the sword is "Tingshuang", a low-grade spiritual weapon, several times sharper than ordinary low-grade magical weapons.
"I know you're nearby."
The girl slowly turned her wrist, and the tip of the sword swept through the surrounding dense forest, "You can hide, but how long can you hide?"
What responded to her was the sound of wind in the forest.
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