I traveled through the book and became a junior sister of a sect. The plot is decided by me.

Chapter 260: Moon Forest Crisis

The night was dark, and the pitch-black forest was like a huge shadow, stretching across the earth.

After Gu Ning's eyes adjusted to the darkness, he could barely see things through the thin moonlight.

In the forest, the trees are tall, twisting and winding as they grow upward, and their branches stretch towards the sky like ghost claws, as if trying to grab the moon high above.

The bark is covered with dark red moss, as if time has solidified into eternal darkness on these "ghost trees".

The moonlight tried to penetrate the dense tree canopy, but could only barely let in a little light. Endless darkness was the theme of this forest.

The ground was covered with a thick layer of fallen leaves and branches. When Gu Ning stepped forward, he heard a terrifying sound, as if someone was gently brushing his heart with a comb, causing a palpitation.

In the silence, some strange sounds can occasionally be heard, low whimpers, intermittent moans, and from time to time there are shrill wind sounds coming from the forest, the sounds intertwined together to form a creepy atmosphere.

In a strange way, Gu Ning stood still and casually waved Fusheng in his hand. There was a crisp "snap" sound and Gu Ning snapped his fingers.

The next second, a soft moonstone appeared on Gu Ning's chest. The moonstone, which was the size of a pigeon egg, was just enough to illuminate Gu Ning's surroundings. Gu Ning swung his sword, and the insects that were approaching silently instantly scattered and disappeared in an instant.

Gu Ning's eyes flickered, and he snorted softly, "Why, can't I turn on a light to illuminate myself?"

These insects live in darkness for a long time, and when they suddenly see the light, they will subconsciously avoid it.

Gu Ning stepped on the dead branches and leaves again. This time, the rustling sound was heard again, but there was no weird or ominous feeling. It was obvious that the small insects hiding underneath had all slipped away.

Looking back at the place where I had just landed, I could clearly see small black dots in the ice and snow, which were densely packed and frozen into frost flowers.

If it weren't for this moonstone, these little bugs might have figured out the situation and swarmed over to drown Gu Ning.

Thinking of this, Gu Ning curled the corners of his lips and walked inside again.

Since he deliberately led me into the Moon-Watching Forest, I guess he didn't want to kill me outside the Moon-Watching Forest.

Like a solitary lamp swaying in the endless dark ocean, Gu Ning walked steadily step by step. Gradually, the moon could no longer be seen in the entire Moon-Watching Forest, and the moonstone in his hand began to flicker faintly.

Gusts of cool breeze passed by Gu Ning, like a pair of trembling hands brushing against Gu Ning's fluttering sleeves. In such silence, Gu Ning subconsciously held his breath and concentrated, holding on to Fu Sheng in his hands tighter and tighter.

Suddenly, a piercing sound like a cuckoo crying blood rang in Gu Ning's ears, and a gust of wind rushed towards him, as if a streak of blood-red had torn a crack in the darkness, and rushed in front of Gu Ning in the blink of an eye.

Gu Ning's pupils shrank slightly. A blood-red crow suddenly appeared, its sharp beak pointing directly at Gu Ning's eyes. Its claws as sharp as a falcon scratched Gu Ning's shoulder in an instant, and with a "swish" sound, it tore the clothes on his shoulder.

Everything happened too fast. The blood crow was as fast as lightning. When Gu Ning saw it clearly, its beak was only an inch away from his eyes. If it were an ordinary disciple, he would have been frightened at this moment and would not have had time to react.

However, Gu Ning's mind was clear. In fact, the more urgent the situation was, the clearer her mind became, just like the tighter the bowstring was pulled, the sharper her five senses became.

So, when the blood-red bird's beak pecked down fiercely, Gu Ning tilted his head slightly and dodged with extreme calmness. The whole person seemed to be standing in the perspective of God, watching the blood-red bird's beak pass by his right eye and pierce into his scalp along the temple.

As the severe pain came, Gu Ning did not struggle at all. He stabbed the Fu Sheng Sword accurately from bottom to top. The sword tip pierced the Blood Crow's head accurately and pierced through it.

The bloody, cold sword edge stood in front of Gu Ning, but the bird's beak pressed against his scalp could not move forward even a bit.

Gu Ning's eyes were calm as he dragged the blood crow out little by little and put it on the Fu Sheng Sword.

She tilted her head, raised her hand to apply healing medicine to her scalp, and looked at the huge blood crow, "There is something here."

Looking forward, Gu Ning met a pair of eyes in the darkness that glowed with a faint red light, and chuckled, "It seems... I didn't see the blue bird, but the blood crows were in groups."

The next second, frost flowers were like a canopy, and the moonstone was like a bright moon, hanging high in the boundless moon-gazing forest.

Gu Ning stood in the air holding a sword, his eyebrows were sharp, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised. Under the faint light of the moonstone, the Fu Sheng Sword broke into the blood crows like a hot knife through butter, and the sharp sound was continuous in an instant.

The bloodstains drew beautiful parabolas. Gu Ning was as fast as a ghost, moving among the flock of blood crows like a charm. Her white clothes were stained with blood, which made her expressionless face look even more like an Asura.

“Junior Sister, if you keep killing me, I will have no place to hide.” Amid the blood crows’ mournful cries of blood, a helpless voice slowly sounded from behind the flock of blood crows.

Gu Ning paused the sword in his hand, and the next second, the sword was frost-free, and frost flowers covered the sky. The blood crows that had no time to retreat were completely frozen into "frozen crows", and they fell to the ground one after another.

The anger between Gu Ning's eyebrows had not yet subsided. He raised his sword and pointed it at the familiar face under the dim green light. His voice was so cold that it seemed to have crawled out of hell. "You'd better give me a reasonable explanation."

Under the green light, the green feathers of the bluebird glowed softly, which seemed out of place in this hell-like scene.

The man standing under the blue bird with a helpless look on his face pulled the corner of his mouth, "Junior Sister, I just... want to test your skills..."

Gu Ning remained unmoved and continued to look at him coldly.

"Okay." The man waved his hand. "It's my fault. I didn't expect you, Little Senior Sister, to find this place so quickly. I thought it was Song Yu."

The man clasped his hands together and bowed sincerely to Gu Ning, "I am Hu Dengfeng, a disciple of Mingyue Sect, and I apologize to Junior Sister Gu Ning."

Hu Dengfeng, at this moment, the cold mask on Gu Ning's face finally cracked. It was him?

Actually...Gu Ning wasn't really angry, but...when she saw this somewhat familiar face, she couldn't remember it.

So, let's use the same trick against him and see who this disciple really is.

"Oh it's you."