Nord looked at the distant sun sinking into the horizon. The surrounding mountains and forests were still so quiet, as if everything had not changed. Yes, they had not changed together.

Two days have passed, and Nord and others have not found the far mountain stronghold. On the road these two days, all the scenes, whether animals or plants, show that the far mountain stronghold is close at hand, but Nord still can\'t find it. It feels like you\'re looking for something with your heart. You know it may be around you, as if it\'s within reach, And out of reach.

Old Moore\'s eyes revealed that he was unwilling. The surrounding environment reminded him all the time that he was home, but now he was rejected. This mood may be difficult for others to understand. Old Moore looked helplessly at Nord, with a trace of appeal in his eyes.

Nord sighed in his heart. Nord could understand the feelings of old Moore. As a Chinese child, Nord knew that old Moore wanted to return to his roots, but Nord could understand but could not personally experience old Moore\'s sadness and heartache. Looking at the slightly tired hunters around him, Nord decided that he could not accompany old Moore.

Nord has been getting along with old Moore for more than a month. Nord appreciates the old hunter who is usually silent but does things in good order, especially his amazing archery. Although Nord has begun to train bows and arrows every day, he wants to meet the standard of old Moore. I don\'t know it will be until the year of the monkey.

Nord is the first time to see old Moore like this. He is usually expressionless. His eyes are calm and light sadness. If he put it in a previous life, this image is the favorite of the little girl. But now, old Moore becomes fragile, like an inadvertent action, he can break him. Maybe every man has his soft side in his heart.

Nord is going to be a bad man today. Avoiding old Moore\'s eyes, he turned to the tired hunters and said:

"This exploration has ended everywhere. Take a break today and go back early tomorrow morning."

Hearing the news, the hunters breathed a sigh of relief, and old Moore seemed to take off his breath and sat in place, staring at the sunset in the sky.

At this time, Harry didn\'t know how to comfort old Moore, and his mood was also very bad. There were his wife and children in the cottage. Just left the cottage for more than half a month, Harry felt as if it had been a few years. I really don\'t know how old Moore survived these twenty years. Harry felt that he had become much more mature after leaving the cottage for so many days.

So he went to old Moore and sat down. He didn\'t speak and looked at the sunset silently.

Nord didn\'t pay attention to the two people who healed alone. He still had to figure it out by himself. Instead, he went to Lehman and asked him what to do next.

"Lehman, what shall we do next? Old Moore is in his current state..."

"Lord Nord, don\'t worry, leave it to me. You can always trust your guard captain Lehman!"

Lehman clenched the hilt of his sword and assured Nord with a firm face.

Looking at Lehman\'s tired face and the confidence and firmness revealed in his bloodshot eyes, Nord chose to believe him, nodded with a dignified face, turned and left.

Looking at the back of Nord leaving, Lehman took out his bow and arrow and carefully adjusted the strength of the bow string.

Late at night, by the campfire.

Lehman and others who had been watching in the middle of the night had gone to sleep. Now it was the turn of old Moore and others. Lehman did not change the order of vigil and still let old Moore watch. Nord and old Moore didn\'t say much about it.

Sitting in front of the campfire, old Moore\'s mind is no longer here. It seems that he flew to Yuanshan stronghold. When he was a child, everyone and every road in Yuanshan stronghold appeared in front of old Moore. He thought he had forgotten all these for so many years. Unexpectedly, everything was still so deep, as if it was branded in his own blood.

Just as old Moore\'s thoughts were flying, a pair of green vertical pupils suddenly appeared on the distant tree. The dark night was full of fluorescence, like a pair of exquisite gemstones and a deadly ghost fire.

When it jumped gently, it jumped down the tree silently. The dark fur was smooth and delicate, as if it had absorbed the surrounding light. There was no trace in the night. If you look carefully, you will find that one of the fur had been burned.

It turned out to be the black mountain cat. It was nearly one meter in size. After jumping off the tree, it looked carefully for a while. After finding that there was no movement, it walked gracefully and quietly approached the campfire.

Other hunters beside the campfire did not find the trace of the black SM. They still sat in place, looked up at the darkness from time to time, and then bowed their heads to play with the campfire to prevent it from going out.

In this way, the black Bobcat smoothly came to a hunter at the outermost edge of the camp. The black mountain cat looked up at the hunters near the campfire and found that they still didn\'t find themselves. He looked down at the humans lying on the ground. There was bloodthirsty and cruelty in the green vertical pupils, and a anthropomorphic look on his face, which was the pleasure of revenge.

Just when the black mountain cat was ready to stretch out its claws and attack the hunter\'s face, there was a thunderbolt in the distance, like the sound of bow string vibration. There was a flash of panic in the black mountain cat\'s eyes, but it was too late. An arrow came at a high speed in the distance and directly shot through the black mountain cat\'s head.

Lehman, who had been resting on the tree, stood up and looked at the black Bobcat\'s body with a long bow. Seeing that it didn\'t move, he was relieved at last.

It turned out that Lehman had pretended to rest before. In fact, the bow and arrow had always been at hand, waiting for the arrival of the black SM, and intended to solve the future problems once and for all.

The sound of bow and arrow vibration not only alerted the night watchers near the campfire, but also the sleeping Nord and others woke up from their dreams. There was no way. No one dared to sleep in the mountains. Especially these days, everyone\'s nerves were tense when they knew that the black mountain cat was following.

Nord got up and found that the black SM had been shot dead. A stone in his heart finally fell to the ground. He quickly asked if anyone was hurt.

The hunters by the campfire got up and admitted their mistakes to Lehman. Lehman did not blame them, but comforted them to watch the night carefully in the future and taught them some key points of the night watch.

After Nord found no casualties, he came to the campfire. Only old Moore sat there alone, as if isolated from the crowd. Nord didn\'t stay long and left after saying a word.

"We\'ll come back until we find the remote stronghold! I promise! Nord Isaac!"

By the campfire, old Moore, with his back to the crowd, was full of shame.

The people who relieved the threat returned to the boar cave in less than two days. Looking at the familiar stronghold, everyone\'s face showed heartfelt joy, including old Moore.