A strong sense of crisis rose in the heart of the night wind, and his heart jumped, but it was too late to turn back!

!

Night Wind couldn't help but burst into a foul word in his heart, the expression on his face was still calm, even if he was facing a life and death crisis at this time, he was still in danger, he stepped out with strange steps under his feet, his body swirled, he suddenly became short, and shrunk his body to avoid the attack at a tricky and weird angle. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Suddenly, the cold light flashed, and the pupils of both of them shrank!

"Poof-" with a sound, the sword went into the flesh.

"You ......" Wang Junhao's eyes widened, his face was full of disbelief, but even if he was unwilling, he was powerless to return to the sky after being penetrated through his heart, so he could only struggle to change back to his original form-

It was an extremely thick python, dark gray, and at this time, the cold snake pupils were full of pain, and it spit out snake letters, twisting its body and struggling in pain.

Night Wind's gaze was unmoved, but he chuckled lightly and took his hand back, his jade-like porcelain white hand was already stained with blood, only the cold light on the dagger did not abate.

"I expected you to be wrong."

The night breeze is methodical, unhurried, slow and tight, the words are round, melodious and frustrating, as good as a cello.

He threw out a handkerchief out of nowhere, carefully wiped the blood on the dagger, and wiped his fingers one by one, and then pinned the dagger to the long riding boots on his feet again, his face was calm, and he did not shy away from Wang Junhao's python.

Wang Junhao's eyes widened, looking at this scene, his last breath was choked in his throat, and finally he couldn't swallow it anymore, so he couldn't breathe, so he just went.

Die with a grievance or everlasting regret.

Night Wind was still unhurried, and his slightly critical gaze looked up and down the python that was close at hand several times.

The nerves in the brain of this snake still respond after death, and they will have a subconscious irritation response to nearby heat objects, and it is clear that it is dead, but it may still bite you.

Naturally, Night Breeze doesn't care about this.

But after thinking about it, snake soup or something, it's really not his favorite; Moreover, in this situation, in this dense forest, he was afraid that the smell of blood was already extremely sensitive, so he still didn't want to waste time and energy, just to enjoy a delicious meal.

Anyway, there is still such an opportunity.

I didn't feel too much fatigue in my body, and the night breeze had no intention of resting, and in order to numb the nerves of this "Wang Junhao" so that he could test his true identity, his pace had slowed down.

Now that the matter is settled, it is time to leave.

Retracting his gaze, the figure of the night wind flew by, bringing a gust of wind and blowing the mountains and forests.

From the very beginning, the appearance of the person "Wang Junhao" was abnormal, according to his own estimates, in this third map layout, there will not be anyone trapped here, either he is dead, or he should be in front.

For that alone, he never trusted him.

Of course, this is from the point of view of intellectual analysis, if you have to rely on feeling, his intuition at the beginning of the vigilance is clearly that he felt the hostility and received the signal to attack, but what he was really ready to attack was suddenly turned into a person?

Although he didn't know what was going on until now, why the other demonic beasts could still turn into human forms when they had been suppressed so much power, but now these have nothing to do with him.

In the final analysis, he is not a good person, and he would rather have the idea of killing by mistake than let go, and he will not let go of "Wang Junhao", a person who is full of suspicions and suspicions. Helplessly, he was bored for a while, and he was a little curious about what was going on with his induction, and he was able to provide him with a little information, so he let it go.

As for the idea now, whether or not he is "salty and eating radishes and worrying about it", he now regrets that he made a mistake too early.

There was that snake demon by his side before, and most of the fierce beasts in this dense forest would not come forward, except for a few who were put in by the snake demon in order not to make him suspicious, so it can also be seen that the identity of the snake demon is not low.

But nowadays......

After Night Wind decisively slashed a saber-toothed tiger again, he couldn't help but shake his somewhat sore shoulder.

Don't talk about it.

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For more than a day, Night Wind also attacked from the third map plate to the fourth map plate, relying on wisdom and calm mind brain, out of the desert labyrinth, even if he was lost again and again, it did not disturb his mind, and he was confused in this pressure that increased over time.

Therefore, after quickly cracking the labyrinth and finding the exit, the coercion on Nightwind's body, although it was already a little heavy, was still within his bearing.

Sweat dripped from the night breeze's handsome face, falling from the tight chin to the collarbone and into the chest...... A few strands of hair stuck to his face, his clothes were a little messy, and it was still the blue power suit from before, which completely reflected his strong body, and at this time, with his cold face, it seemed that there was quite a little more unconscious sexiness in abstinence.

His gaze never wavered, even if the pressure on his body became heavier and heavier, and the sweat on his forehead was like rain, he still looked as if nothing happened, and he never let his proud back bend.

Bidding farewell to the background of the yellow sand behind him, Night Wind left the fourth map plate and came to the last map plate - crossing the endless ocean.

His gaze wandered for a week, except for the blue sea, the occasional howl on the blue sea, or the soaring seafaring against the sea, or the seabirds that preyed, and only a protruding stake stood on the mud and sand of the seashore, and a tattered little sailing ship was tethered—or perhaps a small sailing boat, but still looked at it.

The night breeze couldn't help but be silent.

Should he be glad that at least he had a boat left? Otherwise, how could he cross the endless sea? Do you float on the water with light power? He doesn't have that much energy to squander! Maybe you will fall into the sea and drown halfway through the drift, and you won't even be able to find your bones!

Although I don't know what other people's transportation will be like, and what will happen in the next trip, I am still optimistic.

After all, in this sea, it is relatively easy to catch any target. At least he could see a few small black dots on the distant sea level, which seemed to be faintly visible.

Probably someone else's ship.

Nightwind smiled.

Hopefully he'll be able to catch up. Although he lost at the starting line, his starting point should be higher than all of them, isn't it? In this way, there are no advantages and disadvantages.

Night Wind no longer hesitated, and boarded his own rickety and tattered wooden boat, which did not seem to have a firm bottom, and then did not let go of the small wooden stakes attached to the small wooden boat on the shallow shore, pulled it up and put it on his own small narrow boat, and then picked up the oars to support himself, slowly pushed his own flat boat, and began to wander at sea.

At the beginning of the new year, Night Breeze was still in high spirits.

After all, if you stay in the cultivation world for a long time, many things can be solved with just a random mana, and many things will be much less interesting. Even though he has been walking around, practicing in the world all year round, and refining his heart in it, he has never had the experience of going to sea after careful investigation.

However, when this kind of interest drifted for three days and three nights in a row, and the boundless and unchanged scenery and sea in front of him, the night wind couldn't help but wither.

The day before, he would be amazed by the magnificence of the water and sky, the magnificence of the sunset, and the beauty of the bright moon on the sea.

-- This did not improve even when I found myself getting closer and closer to the boats that were placed at the end.

At this time, he couldn't wait to get out of this boring situation and find some fun to arouse his interest even more!

Especially when I was in high spirits before, I didn't feel anything, but now that I have relaxed and tired of it, I feel more and more annoying that the increasing pressure on my body is even more annoying.

And when the weather is really hot and dry on summer nights, the night wind will take off his clothes and go into the water to wander around his boat and rest for a while, and wash himself well.

As he grew more and more bored, the situation improved one early morning five days later.

The fog at sea is always heavy.

The night breeze had just woken up from the quiet night, with his arms under his head, lying leisurely on his own boat, letting the boat drift with the wind and drift with the waves on the sea.

――It is difficult to discern the direction of the left and right on the sea, and he does not know where to go, so there is no need to worry too much, whether it is a detour or something, he does not know, so why care?

Then, he was finally willing to yawn and get up, and as soon as he sat up, he couldn't help but widen his eyes and look at a huge shadow looming in the depths of the hazy sea fog.

It seems, it seems, it seems, it seems, it's an island?

Night Wind's spirits lifted.

Whatever it was, as long as it could be a little different, he was satisfied. After all, he is tired of the situation at this time!

By the time he had rowed his boat closer to the massive unidentified object, Nightwind could see his blurred outline more clearly—it looked like an island!

But then, the night breeze couldn't help but think in his heart - why did the island suddenly appear here?

But soon this concern was put behind him again - after all, isn't it normal to have an island or something above the sea?

When Night Breeze happily landed on the island, he found that it seemed to be a desert island - he had nothing, as if he had read a story - Robinson Crusoe had drifted to a desert island.

It's just that the difference is that he failed to go to sea and drifted to a desert island without dying, but he came here in a small boat by himself. And he couldn't have spent the same amount of time and experience on a deserted island as Robinson did, and he didn't feel hungry at all......

Night Wind's thought had just fallen, and his stomach screamed very loudly as if in response to his thoughts.

-- Very slap in the face.

Night Breeze was silent, but he was also keenly aware of the unusual-when he was on this desert island, he didn't seem to feel any pressure, but he himself had become like an ordinary person again, and even as time passed, it seemed irreversible?

In other words, it is likely that he will always be on this desert island, and he will not have to be coerced by that coercion, but he can only be reduced to an ordinary person forever, right?

The night breeze came to an upsurge.

He studied the laws more deeply, and others had no way to perceive what they sensed in the first place, and he sensed something wrong in a very short time.

Now that he knew this, Night Wind had no intention of staying too long, and even if he was hungry, he didn't want to find something to eat on this desert island, let alone the idea of cutting some wood or something to rebuild his battered boat, so he turned around and left without hesitation, which was decisively surprising.

Night Breeze just stood on the edge of the desert island, and after getting a glimpse of the rules, he completely dispelled the idea of going in to see what was going on, and even a little afraid to avoid it.

-- If he were to be an ordinary man on this desert island and live a mediocre life, he would rather go back to the sea and see the same scenery for a hundred years, even if it was depressing and crazy, at least he could see hope, not like here - he felt the taste of dead silence.

In such a place, he didn't want to be involved, so he simply didn't even involve a little cause and effect at the beginning. As for his plans to rebuild his small wooden boat, he could have waited until later, and if he encountered any misfortune such as a storm at sea, he would have to resign himself to fate.

Of course it's impossible!

He is unwilling to waste his energy that has been suppressed to the maximum in meaningless things, but there is a bottom line to all this. If he really had to do that in the end, he wouldn't hesitate in the slightest.

And the night breeze who decisively turned around and left not long after stepping on the desert island without going deep into it, naturally he didn't know that this desert island was not just a desert island, but also people, to be precise, it should be-

Gave up the endless drifting on the sea, the "player" who couldn't bear the depression of the mind and was willing to fall.

So it is true that he feels the smell of dead silence - for this is the final restplace, or grave, of those who are willing to be killed. What ends here is the luck of one cultivator after another, achieved together.

If the night breeze really stepped in at this time, it established cause and effect. Then one day in the future, as long as he has unfirmness in his heart, he will encounter a temptation invitation from this desert island and be led to the abyss of depravity.

Not many people are willing to disagree after knowing it again, and more are invisibly trapped. If you can survive it, it will be a vast sky, but the difficulty of this often leads to few people surviving.

But whether it is him in the past, he in the present or in the future, he has always been firm in seeking the Tao, how can he be shaken?