No one remembers the name of this land, let's call it: the land of bones.

The skeletons wandered aimlessly, followed by a special skeleton not far behind them.

The skeleton was covered in dry bones, many of which were covered in knife marks, some of which had black grooves. The few remaining ribs were also broken into several pieces, and the broken stubble dangled in the air. It only has one arm and one leg, and it jumps and jumps when it walks, which looks very funny.

The skeletons faded away, leaving only the disabled companion behind, as if at a loss from being abandoned, and the disabled skeleton jumped a few times before stopping, looking a little lonely.

Its cracked skull spun a few times, its teeth clattering, as if it was thinking about whether to continue the pursuit, but finally chose to give up, turned and jumped in the other direction. In its last bony hand, a rusty iron knife can be seen.

After some while, the figure of the disabled skeleton appeared on a cracked, gray-brown hillside, and below the slope was a small lake, the water of which was as thick black as ink, and bubbles the size of a skull were constantly emerging from the water, and the bones of some unknown creatures appeared and disappeared in the bubbles.

A skeleton about the same height as a disabled skeleton was half-squatting by the lake, and its two bony claws kept holding water to its mouth, as if it was drinking water, but its jaw had long since disappeared, and the water flowed out along the gap in the skeleton, again and again, and it looked ridiculous. At its feet, a puddle was formed, and the overflowing water flowed into the pool.

The disabled skeleton jumped behind the skeleton by the pool, stared at it blankly for a while, suddenly raised the iron knife in his hand, slapped it on the head, and with a click, the skull of the skeleton on the edge of the pool shattered in response to the sound, and slowly fell down.

As it fell to the ground, a trace of black gas spilled out of the skeleton's skeleton and floated in front of the disabled skeleton, burrowing down its nose. If you look closely, you can see that there is a faint layer of film in the heart of the disabled skeleton.

The skeleton turned its head violently, and two dark blue flames suddenly lit up in its hollow dark eyes.

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The image in front of me disappeared in an instant.

An invisible force cut off Ye Haotian's divine consciousness from that strange space, and the demon head totem on his chest gradually dimmed.

"What the hell is this?" Ye Haotian muttered to himself.

Since being attacked by a goshawk half a month ago, the demon head totem on Ye Haotian's chest has undergone some strange changes.

Every once in a while, it would drag Ye Haotian's divine consciousness into a special space.

There, Ye Haotian would see a one-legged and one-armed skeleton wandering in a land full of lifeless qi, holding a rusty iron knife in its hand, constantly sneaking up on its kind, and after the sneak attack was successful, it would absorb some black qi from their bodies.

And this skeleton seemed to be able to sense his presence, and whenever the killing was completed, it would turn its head to look at him, and at this time, Ye Haotian's divine sense would be cut off, and he could only passively wait for the next opening time.

Why does the sense of familiarity become stronger and stronger, as if that place is familiar, Ye Haotian thought to himself, he turned over and wanted to sit up, but there was a sharp pain in his left ribs, and he snorted in pain, and took a few breaths of cool air.

The wound was left over from the afternoon when he was running away from a demon blue-robed wizard.

In the past half a month, Ye Haotian has been hunted down and killed a total of seven times, five of which were demon army squads and two were demon wizards.

Originally, Ye Haotian thought that no one would find him after leaving the desert, but he didn't expect that the demon army had already penetrated deep into the territory of Great Xia, and what he saw along the way was burned down villages and towns in addition to the corpses and bones all over the field, as if all the demon armies were blocked on his way to Anyang City.

At this time, the place where Ye Haotian was was a cave more than ten meters deep, and five meters away from him, there was a skinny black cat lying on his stomach.

The black cat was rescued from the mouth of a pack of coyotes five days ago.

At that time, it was lying on the ground, covered in blood, and was besieged by five or six brutal coyotes, these coyotes were also scarred, and there were still the corpses of three companions lying on the ground.

The black cat was extremely seriously injured, Ye Haotian didn't expect it to survive, but after a simple treatment, it didn't die after all. The next day, Ye Haotian found another very interesting thing, that is, the black cat could actually understand what he said. It's just that for some reason, since the injuries on the black cat's body have improved slightly, it has never let Ye Haotian touch it again, even if it sleeps, it keeps a distance of four or five meters from him, and whenever Ye Haotian approaches, it hides vigilantly.

In the past three days, Ye Haotian also noticed that the black cat's food is amazing, and every time more than half of the prey it catches enters its stomach, and no matter how much it eats, its belly is always deflated, and the weight of its body does not increase in the slightest.

After a few days of observation, Ye Haotian had determined that this was not an ordinary cat.

It is likely to be a branch of the demon race, in the Firmament Continent, only demon beasts that have opened their spiritual intelligence can understand human language, and more advanced ones can cultivate into human form. It's a pity that Zhuzhu is not around, otherwise Ye Haotian would not have to worry about the type of his race.

The black cat is very light, and Ye Haotian gave it a name, called Baliang.

After listening to Ye Haotian's name, the black cat seemed to be very unhappy, and he ate a lot of things that night, and it only left a pig's tail for Ye Haotian for a whole mountain boar.

With a cat by his side, Ye Haotian's mood suddenly brightened up a lot, this was the happiest few days he had since the demon military horse was shot ten days ago.

The black cat is much more useful than simply eliminating loneliness and loneliness on the road, it also seems to have a natural sense of danger, and its turquoise eyes turn golden whenever a large beast or murderous aura appears nearby.

Now, for example, the color of its eyes has changed.

Ye Haotian's face also changed.

"Damn, it's still that battle wizard, run!"

Ye Haotian scolded hatefully, jumped up from the ground, pulled his legs and ran out of the cave.

Baliang's reaction was much faster than his, and by the time Ye Haotian rushed to the entrance of the cave, it had already disappeared.

Outside the cave was a hillside overgrown with pine shrubs, and a dozen black shadows were speeding through the forest, their movements were extremely agile, and they could jump directly from one tree to another without touching the ground, and then swing farther with the help of bouncing branches.