Because Zhao Xu had to control the speed of his footsteps, he didn't walk very quickly.
he kept his eyes on the shadows. if there was anything unusual, he would cast the fireball spell with his eternal wand without mercy.
however, the bush that had moved a little did not make any more strange sounds after that.
When Zhao Xu got close to the bushes, he kept his guard up and reached out with the wooden stick in his hand to explore.
However, he found nothing.
it was as if a small rabbit-like animal had disturbed him just now.
At this moment, the sound of the wind came from the forest, accompanied by the shaking of the branches. It was unspeakably cold.
The gloomy feeling of the countryside night was more or less the reason that prompted the novice mages to go offline.
Zhao Xu's cloak, which was almost completely immune to physical damage, gave him a strong sense of security.
