Inch head, red robe, big knife, pork knuckle, greasy hands.

Qin Hao eats exaggeratedly, with a posture of starving ghost reincarnation, surrounded by small demon beasts, confronting each other strangely, the whole picture is indescribably weird, full of a sense of disobedience. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

There was just a group of second-order demon beasts left and right, Qin Hao directly chose to ignore it, and the demon beasts seemed to instinctively sense that Qin Hao was not easy to mess with, and they didn't dare to attack, but the smell of meat in the air made them reluctant to retreat.

Demon beasts don't have much intelligence, and with such a stalemate, the desire to eat sooner or later will overwhelm everything.

"Oh, don't worry!"

Qin Hao shook it with one hand, and threw half of the pig's elbow in his hand over, he stood up, burped, and rubbed his greasy hands on the red robe with satisfaction.

After all, he is small, the amount of food is not large, a four-toothed pig, almost twice the size of his body, he just used the strength to eat, and only ate a quarter, which already depends on his current physique far beyond ordinary people, and his digestion and absorption ability has been greatly enhanced.

He kicked the roast pig into the distance, instantly crushing the encirclement of the demon beast, only to see him carrying a big knife, twisting his little buttocks, and walking towards the distance with a sly face.

Not far to his left, a group of demon beasts had been possessed by mad dogs, biting each other and fighting for a meal on the ground.

"The superiority of IQ!"

The loose red robe dragged on the ground, and Qin Hao walked towards the place where the sun was rising.

"The sun rises in the east, only I am undefeated!"

"Hah!"

The slightly immature laughter resounded in the mountains and forests, startling the birds in the forest, which was already the beginning of pride, and a group of demon beasts grabbing food behind him added a bit of demonic domineering to his back.

"This damn voice-changing period." Qin Hao muttered, of course, this is not the point, he kicked under his feet, stepped on a huge tree, stood on the top of the tree, and looked into the distance.

The lofty mountains and mountains, the peaks and peaks, the boundless and boundless, is where the 100,000 mountains are.

A month later.

100,000 mountains, at the foot of Chaoyun Mountain, at the gate of a simple bazaar, two masked monks, looking at a red figure running in the distance, who else would it be if it was not Qin Hao with a happy face.

A month over the mountains and mountains, the wind and dust, like a wild man, as far as the eye can see, there are demon beasts, there is no trace, in addition to killing demon beasts every day, it is a person talking to himself, Qin Hao feels that he is about to be suffocated.

Although it is said that there are 100,000 sects and 100,000 mountains, they are all gathered in the depths of the 100,000 mountains, and at the entrance of the 100,000 mountains, there are really no sects, all barren mountains and mountains, and there is no figure.

"Finally seeing someone." Qin Hao's eyes lit up, and he rushed over from afar, as if he saw a long-lost relative, he almost shed a few tears to show the incomparable excitement in his heart.

Inch head, red robe, bare feet!

The two masked monks glanced at each other, and the message conveyed in their eyes was extremely clear, that is, there was no such strange figure in the sect.

One of the masked monks stepped forward, stretched out his hand to block Qin Hao's steps, and said in an unkind tone, "Who are you and what are you doing here?" ”

"Uh."

Qin Hao stopped at his feet, and then realized that he was stupid, and he was a little too excited.

He stuck out his tongue, licked his dry lips, and looked into the bazaar behind them, where he saw monks dressed in wide black robes, wrapped in tight, masked, and disguised themselves.

"Ahem!"

Qin Hao was looking down at himself, wearing a bright red robe, his shoes had long been worn out and thrown away, and at this moment, there was a trace of astonishment and embarrassment on his bare black feet, and there was still a little greasy on his face.

But only for a moment.

The next second.

Qin Hao's face returned to calm, the dirty cuffs wiped the greasy on his face, and the face under the mask of the masked monk in front of him was speechless for a while.

"Black market?"

Qin Hao quickly thought in his mind by wiping the action.

The black market, which is no stranger in the cultivation world, is a trading place built by monks in order to secretly trade some shady things, and exchange them for the treasures or cultivation resources they need.

The simple black market in front of Qin Hao was a relatively small black market, a black market built by the disciples of the Chaotic Cloud Sect in this mountain, and the people in it were also disciples of the Chaotic Cloud Sect itself.

"What? Don't let in? ”

Qin Hao was also speechless in his heart, it's good to meet anyone casually, why did he run into a black market, and he wouldn't let him in.

"This black market is not allowed to enter unless you are a disciple of my Chaotic Cloud Sect."

The corner of the masked monk's eyes jumped, knowing that he had met the kind of rookie monk who didn't understand anything, but he still answered Qin Hao's question.

"Really?"

"What a pity!"

Qin Hao scratched his head, turned around and left, only took three steps, then retreated, and asked in a low voice: "I really can't be accommodating, maybe I will also become a disciple of your sect in the future." ”

"No, leave quickly, don't make mistakes."

The masked monk's eyes were cold, if it weren't for the strong smell of blood on Qin Hao's body, he would have slapped the little ghost in front of him who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, where would he talk nonsense with the other party.

"Alright, alright, I'll just go."

The other party's tone was not good, Qin Hao didn't care, he smiled, and walked into the distance, until he disappeared from the sight of the two masked monks, his expression turned cold.

He won't just leave, he is now no longer the calm of running around casually at the beginning, and continues to run aimlessly, who knows how many more months will be gone.

This world is too big, and the territory is vast, I'm afraid it's tens of thousands of times that of the game.

The mountains are so big that people are speechless, Qin Hao even feels that any big mountain is the size of a small country in his previous life, this is simply the rhythm of a monk running to death in Wangshan.

His knowledge of the Northland is limited to his understanding of the game, and he knows a few well-known major sects, as well as some relatively small sects that are famous in the game because of some ruins and caves.

For example, Qingyun Sect, Demon Cloud Sect, Ghost Valley, Thunder Mountain Gate. And these sects are also the priority targets chosen by the sect in Qin Hao's heart.

Helpless!

The task system is all thanks to the sect, joining a powerful sect and joining a weak chicken sect is definitely a world of difference for him, the former can be said to be a blue sky road, and the upgrade is worry-free, the latter is a rugged mountain road, and it is difficult to upgrade as hard as a mountain.

"What a cheat system!"

Qin Hao was slandered in his heart, so he had to pinch his nose and admit it, he hid in a big tree in the distance, a pair of eyes looked towards the black market, and all kinds of sinister thoughts were churning in his heart.

Time passed minute by minute, Qin Hao waited patiently and quietly.

It was slowly getting dark.

Suddenly, Qin Hao's eyes lit up slightly, and at the gate of the black market, several black figures galloped out, and the first one didn't know if it was because he was overconfident in his own strength, so he didn't care about disguise at all, wearing a blue embroidered robe, and there was no cover on his face.

The speed under his feet was extremely fast, and he suddenly jumped high, and the few people who followed him in the air also jumped up and galloped away.

As if he was aware of it, the man glanced at Qin Hao's location at the moment of the volley, revealing a strange expression, but he didn't stay.

Soon after the men and his party left, some monks who left quickly in groups or alone rushed out of the gate of the black market, but they did not have the ability to fly, and each chose a direction and left quickly.