Doomsday Sanctuary

Everyone looked at Han Ming who disappeared in the dense forest. They were helpless for a while. They knew why Han Ming didn’t take them. If there was a battle there, it would be a cumbersome thing for them and others to follow the past. Not only would they not be effective. It will also drag Han Ming.

It is because they know that everyone feels a little uncomfortable. They are basically relying on Han Ming to live until now. They can't help too much, which makes them feel very angry.

"Let's go! Let's find a place to hide first, and wait for Brother Han to come back!"

Lu Fang looked at the direction of Han Ming's disappearance for a while, then looked back at everyone, then turned and took the lead to walk forward.

Han Ming went all the way, carefully paying attention to the surrounding situation, and touching the direction where the sound came from, the sound became clearer and clearer. It was obvious that there were human shouts and animal roars, but the sound was a little muffled, like It's ordinary from the underground, and it sounds very unreal.

After three hundred meters, Di Ping finally reached the place. Only then did he know why he made such a sound. It turned out that the sound came from a cave. He could hear the sound clearly when he reached the entrance of the cave.

"Hurry up, get on... hack it to death, can't let it go!"

A man screamed from the cave.

"No, it's too fast, we can't stop it!"

Someone shouted with a vibrato in their voice.

"If it doesn't work, we have to do it. If it runs away, we will die!"

Someone screamed.

"Ah! I bit my leg!"

At this time, a horrible roar came and someone was injured.

Han Ming drew an arrow from the quiver behind his back. This is a dozen old-fashioned white-feathered iron-headed arrows he found from a hunter’s house in the small mountain village where he had been resting.

Don't underestimate this kind of arrow. Although it is made of old-fashioned craftsmanship, it is very particular. The arrow shaft is made of oak. This kind of wood has a high density and is not only hard but also heavy. The specially treated arrow shaft is smooth and moist. The dust is not short, but there is still no trace of deformation; the arrow is not an ordinary iron, but a tungsten steel arrow with good hardness. Simply wipe the black and shiny without a trace of rust, and you can know its sharpness at a glance. Absolutely easy and unusual; the arrow feathers are made of wild goose feathers, and the bonding process is quite good. It can be seen that the handwork is very good.

When Han Ming saw this bag of dozens of arrows from the wall of a farmer, he was ecstatic when he took it in his hand. He couldn't imagine such a good arrow in such a rural village and a bow on the wall. The hundred-year-old sangzhe wood bow, but although it was good, Han Ming didn't like it. Compared with his double-headed gold-winged war bow, it was not at the same level, so he only took the arrow.

Although this arrow is not as good as his carbon fiber arrow, or even the heavy arrow given to him by Di Ping, it is a delight for him, who now has a bow in his hand but no arrows.

Han Ming put the arrow on the bow and moved lightly toward the cave. Hearing the movement in the cave, there should be five or six people, as if they were being attacked by some mutant animal. He had to be careful not to overturn the boat in the gutter.

"Ah! Damn it dare to bite my ass!"

At this time there was another scream, followed by a roar of a beast!

"Quick, quick, quick cut!"

A few anxious shouts followed, but these people were obviously more restrained, and the shouts did not scream before they were suppressed.

"what!"

At this moment, a screaming scream suddenly came from the cave again. This scream did not suppress the extremely loud buzzing sound in the cave.