Seeing this, Jin Yifeng immediately shouted to the mercenaries, "Move forward quickly!" As soon as he finished speaking, he took the lead and walked in front to clear the way for everyone.
The mercenaries were divided into two teams, one in front and one behind, guarding Feng Jiu and others in the middle. However, as the pace quickened, the people behind gradually could not keep up with the pace of the people in front, and even the ten mercenaries walking in the front fell behind.
They wiped their sweat, looked at each other, and started running in disbelief. At the same time, they mobilized the spiritual energy in their bodies to increase their speed as they ran.
As night fell, somewhere in the forest, the people of the Ouyang family were all in a tense state. At this moment, they did not look as arrogant as when they met Feng Jiu and others a few days ago. Instead, they looked embarrassed, nervous and fearful.
The people around were watching vigilantly, paying attention to the movements around them, while by the fire, the head of the Ouyang family, with a pale face and a hint of weakness, was leaning against a tree trunk, looking at the fire with a slightly solemn expression.
His robe was torn and his body was stained with blood, especially the wound on his shoulder. The circles of white gauze were stained red by the blood and then dried. Although the wound could not be seen, it could be seen from the gauze stained with blood that the injury was serious.
The young men and women sitting next to them did not have any serious injuries, but they had quite a few minor wounds. Their bodies were tense and their eyes were filled with panic and fear. At the slightest sign of movement around them, they would instinctively clench their weapons and quickly look back.
The old man also looked a little solemn at this time. He looked at the other middle-aged man who was sitting silently, and finally said, "Cheer up! We have come here, and it won't take long for us to reach where we want to go. This mission is related to the future of our entire Ouyang family. Even if there is only one person left, we must try our best to complete it!"
Everyone listened, no one spoke, just lowered their heads. They knew this wild and dangerous place was dangerous, but they didn't expect it to be so dangerous. Nearly a hundred of them had walked here, and more than a dozen people had died.
Especially the battle the night before, they saw with their own eyes some people being torn to pieces by ferocious beasts, some being bitten to death by ferocious beasts, some having their arms torn off by sharp teeth, the blood was so shocking...
Thinking of the scene that night, several young men and women couldn't help but tremble. It was too horrible, watching their tribesmen being torn into pieces by ferocious beasts, it was too horrible.
They still remember the shrill and terrified screams of their tribesmen who were torn apart and dragged by the ferocious beasts, as well as their desperate cries for help, which still make them shudder and tremble with fear.
They were their people, and at that moment, facing their desperate and terrified eyes, no one dared to take another step to rescue them. They just retreated and watched them die helplessly...
"Did you hear that?" Seeing that no one responded, the old man asked again with a stern face.
"Yes, I heard it!"
Everyone responded to this, but in fact they were unsure whether they could actually get in there and find what they were looking for.