The next morning, when it was a little hazy, Mihawk had already gotten up and washed up and came down from the guest room on the second floor of the hotel.

Miho sat at the dining table, munching and devouring the breakfast prepared by the hotel, listening to the conversation of the people at a table of three or five around him.

On the left, the conversation of the people at the innermost table attracted his attention, and he concentrated on urging domineering.

"Hey, did you hear about the Red Dragon Mercenary Group yesterday?" A mercenary with a thief's eyebrows and rat eyes and a somewhat obscene appearance said.

"What's the matter, didn't the Red Dragon Mercenary Regiment help their young group master hunt for the soul ring?" The mercenary's companion asked.

"Hey, don't you know that yesterday their regiment was on the outskirts of the forest, and they met a black lion with wings, and they bit their young regiment master and two soul venerables to death on the spot, and the leader of the red dragon was seriously injured before the lion was repelled."

"Shhh...... Turtle and turtle, what kind of soul beast is so fierce, their head is such a son, and he died like this, their head must not go crazy. ”

"No, I'm summoning a master to hunt that lion with a heavy reward."

"Hey, if you want me to say, they deserve to be the leader of their young group, they fly all day long, no one is in their eyes, and they are so lustful, how many girls have they harmed......"

One of the bald mercenaries covered the mouth of the person who spoke, and carefully looked around, full of nervousness.

"You're so cold, you dare to say this, let the people of the red dragon hear it, you must be killed."

Hearing this, Mihawk didn't know why, but he had a longing for the black lion, as if a deep voice was looming in the depths of his mind.

"Kill...... It's going to be ...... Absorb ......"

Then he stood up, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and got up to leave.

Mihawk went to buy a wide black cloak, inquired about the location of the Red Dragon Mercenary Regiment by the way, put on the cloak, and walked forward.

The Red Dragon Mercenary Group is stationed, and the mercenaries sit together, each of them embroidered with a Red Wurmon on the shoulders of their clothes, and a middle-aged man sits at the head, with a bandage tied around his abdomen.

Xiao Long was about to collapse these two days, his eyes were bloodshot, just yesterday, his only son was killed, he was also seriously injured, his abdomen was pierced by a lion's claw, and what was even more terrifying was that there was an energy that was still eroding his wounds, which could not be healed, and he suppressed them with all his soul power, so he could barely let the wounds worsen, and he couldn't fight with them at all.

But the revenge of the loss of his son is not avenged, what is the meaning of his life in this world, Pai collected countless materials, consulted countless ancient books, and learned that this lion with black wings is called the Darkwing Demon Lion.

This kind of soul beast is the oldest alien demonic beast in the Douluo Continent, and it is very terrifying to grow, once it reaches 100,000 years, it is invincible to non-peerless Douluo, and ordinary Titled Douluo is looking for death.

But fortunately, every time this kind of demonic beast reaches 100,000 years, it will mysteriously disappear, and the one he met yesterday will only be about 10,000 years at most, otherwise he would not be injured.

At this time, a mercenary ran to Xiao Long and whispered, "Captain Xiao, there are four people who have received the reward."

"Bring them here." Xiao Long's spirit was shocked, his face was happy, and he shouted.

After a while, four figures came into view.

On the far left is a bald man who looks to be in his thirties, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a beard.

The person in the middle, with a slender and vigorous figure, wearing a cyan suit, looks about thirty years old, looks mediocre, and his temperament is like an extras who play a stone in a movie, with no sense of existence.

On the far right is a beautiful young woman, plump, bewitching, and the two big watermelons in front make Xiao Long feel a little thirsty.

"Well, isn't it four?" Xiao Long asked.

"Captain Xiao, that person is a little short, standing behind them."

Xiao Long was a little puzzled, stood up and greeted a few people, only then did he see the fourth person, this person was wearing a black cloak, about one meter six tall, covering his face, but it could be seen from the exposed chin and nose that this was a teenager.

Xiao Long laughed angrily: "Which family's son-in-law is this, come here to entertain Xiao, don't you want to see my jokes?" Then his face turned cold: "Come on, break this young master's legs and throw him out!"

As soon as the words fell, I heard a cold snort explode in my ears.

"Hmph"

The next moment, the clothes on the black-robed man were windless and automatic, and the majestic momentum swept out.

"Buzz"

The entire hall was filled, and everyone present looked at the short figure, which seemed to have turned into a wild beast at this moment, which made people feel terrified.

In the hall, the soul master with low soul power fainted directly, and there were few people left who could stand.

"Whose leg do you want to break?" Mihawk's icy voice rang out.

Xiao Long grew his mouth, his mind was in chaos, and his heart turned into turbulent waves, muttering: "Is this the realm of legends, shouldn't it be......"

After a while, he came back to his senses, looking at the young black-robed man in front of him, his legs were a little weak, Douluo Continent, those who can possess the realm are all amazing and brilliant powerhouses, he had heard his father say that the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect, Sword Douluo, extremely talented, martial soul seven killing sword, is the top weapon martial soul in the continent, and at the same time, it is known as the Title Douluo with the strongest attack power, and it is the top powerhouse in the continent, and it is famous.

"Someone, hurry up and serve tea to this adult." After that, he moved the chair under him to the back of Mihawk, wiped the chair with his hand, and said respectfully, "My lord, please take a seat."

Mihawk nodded, with a high-level demeanor, sat down, and felt that this person was not bad, knew how to advance and retreat, and walked widely.

Xiao Long was a little excited, sat down with the other three, glanced at Mihawk, felt that he had hope of revenge this time, and then said to the other three: "Friends, Xiao is very grateful for your help, as long as I can kill this beast, I am willing to scatter all my family wealth and give each of me 100,000 gold soul coins."

"Hiss......"

The three of them looked at each other and gasped, 100,000 gold soul coins, which may be just a drop in the bucket for those top major sects, but for them who have no power, it is an astronomical amount.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Long told his information about the Darkwing Demon Beast to a few people present.

After listening to Xiao Long's speech, except for Mihawk, whose faces were calm, the faces of the other three were not good-looking.

The atmosphere was a little dull for a while, and after a while, the bald muscle bully took the lead in speaking: "The idea is a little prickly, this beast, carrying the power of dark attribute erosion, whether there are other skills, it is not yet known, you show your strength, let's discuss how to cooperate and find out countermeasures."