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The sun rises slowly from the east, and the early morning sunlight falls on the sunset forest, through the dense branches and leaves, forming a small beam of light, shining in the misty and dense forest, sometimes there is a clear song of insects and birds, and the whole forest is like a dreamland.

Between the forest and mist, a figure walked slowly in this psychedelia, stepping on the ground, but did not make a sound, like a ghost, floating in this fog.

Suddenly, a black shadow, at an extremely fast speed, broke through the surrounding fog and attacked the figure.

And the figure, as if it didn't know anything, continued to walk slowly forward, not knowing, the danger was coming.

The sharp claws, in the light of the faint light, flashed with a silver light, and when they were about to touch the neck of the figure, they suddenly disappeared.

In an instant, the figure appeared behind the black shadow, on his right hand, holding a sword at some point, the sword body was silver, flashing silver light, the tip of the sword was dyed red, slowly condensed into a drop, dripping from the tip of the sword, falling on a small stone on the ground, making a small sound.

"It's too slow."

The figure whispered, sheathing the sword. The next moment, there was a roar, and the wind howled, blowing away the surrounding fog, forming an empty belt, and the figure and the black shadow appeared outside this group of fog.

The black shadow was a black panther, at this moment, it had an opening in its neck, blood gushed out, and it fell to the ground weakly, its body convulsed, and it was not alive for a while.

And that figure is a man, about one meter seven tall, dressed in blue-gray clothes, long black hair tied into a bunch of braids at the back of his head, bangs on his forehead, clear and deep black pupils, a delicate and handsome face, a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, which makes people feel very comfortable when they look at it, and on his left waist, with these two weapons, a long sword, a long knife, the temperament is chic and uninhibited, and as sharp as a sword, but it reveals a trace of loneliness.

This person is Zeng Yi!

"If a thousand-year-old soul beast or a thousand-year-old soul beast comes to trouble me, it doesn't matter, but you, a four-hundred-year-old cat, will treat me as a prey, who can afford it?"

Looking at the black panther who fell to the ground with a yellow halo floating on the corpse, Zeng Yi disdained a word.

Then walk towards the body of the panther.

"It's just right, I'm almost out of food, so I'll use you as my food storage for a while."

After more than an hour, Zeng Yi sat on a stone, holding a large meat leg that was roasted and still fragrant, and began to enjoy it.

After eating, Zeng Yi dealt with the scene, then jumped on a big tree, found a thick branch, lay down lazily, his eyes narrowed slightly, and began to rest.

The breeze blew, the branches and leaves on the trees made a rustling sound, and Zeng Yi's clothes and bangs also shook gently, looking comfortable and enjoying it very much.

"It's been four years!"

That's right! Zeng Yi has been alone in the Sunset Forest for four years, and now he is twelve years old.

In the past four years, he has wandered alone in this sunset forest, and he has not met a single human, and to be honest, this luck is no one. Moreover, he didn't get out of the Sunset Forest, he didn't know the way, he was scurrying around like a headless fly, and now, he didn't know where he was in the Sunset Forest.

If this is an ordinary person, trapped in this forest, for four years, it is estimated that he will have a mental breakdown and go crazy. But Zeng Yi is not an ordinary person, he is a prodigal son and an orphan. In this dangerous sunset forest, for him, it was like a wilderness survival game. Playing peek-a-boo with soul beasts every day, practicing when I have time, life is still quite fulfilling, and it's quite interesting. It's just that it's been a long time, and it's a little boring and boring.

In the past four years, Zeng Yi's strength has also improved tremendously. After all, he has been living in this dangerous soul beast forest, fighting wits and courage with soul beasts every day, experiencing countless desperate fights, hovering on the verge of death again and again, if his strength is not improved, then Zeng Yi will find a stone and kill himself.

The soul power level also successfully broke through level 20, and he also obtained a second soul ring suitable for himself and became a great soul master. Now, Zeng Yi's soul power level is level twenty-eight.

The strength is not very strong, but it is not too weak, in this sunset forest, be careful, you can still protect yourself.

As for Zeng Yi's second soul ring, the age of a plant-based soul beast of more than eight hundred years, the soul ring on Jianzhu's body, made him a little surprised. Because his first soul ring is thousand-year-old, the second soul ring is not said to be 10,000-year-old, but at least it is at the thousand-year level! But I didn't expect that it was a hundred-year soul ring.

The soul ring of this soul beast was also chosen by his own martial soul Lang Dao, and at that time, the Lang Dao was also the same as when Zeng Yi obtained the first soul ring, making a trembling clear sound, telling Zeng Yi what it meant that it needed this soul ring.

Looking at it like this, this martial soul only chooses the soul ring that suits him, and he doesn't care much about the age of the soul ring. However, this question made Zeng Yi very faceless! Doesn't that feel like a tool man? Please, are you my martial spirit? In this way, I am the martial soul of this sword, and I don't even have my own will, what soul ring you say, I have to ask for any soul ring.

But afterwards, Zeng Yixiang ......

Facts have proved that the choice of the Martial Soul Lang Dao is right, this second soul ring is very suitable for him, it can be said to be a perfect fit, and his strength has been greatly improved.

Martial Soul Dad, whatever you say in the future, it is what you want, what soul ring you want, Lao Tzu will desperately get it for you!

But a soul beast that is more than 800 years old is not something that Zeng Yi can get rid of alone. Then Zeng Yi used a trick to lure a soul beast that was more than 900 years old over, let them fight with each other, and when both were defeated, he ran out to make up the knife. Zeng Yi's plan went perfectly, and he easily obtained his second soul ring.

So, the brain is a good thing!

After cultivating on the tree branch for several hours, Zeng Yi opened his eyes, got up and jumped off the tree, and tapped his toes on the ground without making a sound.

When the Wind Resisting Sword Technique was cultivated to the third stage, Zeng Yi was able to skillfully use the wind flow, making his body light and agile, light as a swallow, and able to do his steps silently, and his concealment skills were greatly improved. This made him feel less like a swordsman, more like a lifeless killer.

However, it also made him more confident that he would be able to move around the Sunset Forest and not be in danger.

Now, he wants to start today's mission, looking for those soul masters who have entered the Sunset Forest, only by finding people, can he leave this ghost place, otherwise, he is a road idiot, I am afraid that he will not be trapped in the Sunset Forest for the rest of his life.

"Alright, today's journey is about to begin." Clapping his hands, smiling at the corners of his mouth, he randomly chose a direction, and the figure drove away quickly and sensitively, like the wind.

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