On a tree not far from the magician and the Thriller, a vague figure hides between the branches, as if it has become one with the tree.

The black-clothed killer looked at the person in the distance stupidly, his eyes were calm, and he couldn't tell what his mood was like now.

In fact, he has been hiding in the dark to observe the girl in red in the distance for many days, because the target of his trip is the girl in red, as long as he kills her, he can get a lot of spirit crystal rewards, which is not enough to support his cultivation for a long time in the future.

He had no name, only a code name, called One, and he remembered that he had been called One Hundred and Eight a long time ago.

He has been a killer for a long time, so long that he has long forgotten his original name, or he has no name, in his memory, without parents, he is an orphan, and the most humble beggar in the world.

He didn't know how he survived until he could remember, only that after he could remember, he wandered into the dirtiest corners of the city, where he might have his rations for the day.

He never begs, and the bounty of the world is unattainable to him, and he cannot bend his knees like the rest of his kind, and after the nobles have trampled on all their dignity, he takes what he throws down and lives and gnaws like a wolf.

Even as a humble beggar, such a thing as dignity seems insignificant.

The world is already gray, and they are especially gray at the bottom of the world. But even in the gloom, he has obtained a brief period of light, and it is that light that allows him to survive, become stronger, stronger, and then protect this light.

The black-clothed killer's gaze was long gone, he stared at the girl in blue in a daze, she knelt there, her face was gentle, just like her at the beginning, but this gentleness was not for herself, but for someone else.

"Jade pendant ......" The black clothes whispered, and then his eyes were full of heat, and his voice was not as dry as before for a while.

"I will protect everything about you. ”

Look again, the branches are swaying, and there is still half a figure there.

............

Mu Ming opened his eyes and looked around blankly, it was a wooden house.

Mu Ming turned over, feeling a faint pain in his back, and he didn't know how long it had been.

Then he realized that the pain in his back had nothing to do with the fact that he had been lying down for a long time, and it turned out that he was lying on a wooden plank.

Mu Ming smiled bitterly: "I'm also a patient anyway, why don't I even deserve a futon." ”

The injuries on his body were almost healed, and Mu Ming got up to see where he had been transported in a coma.

Unexpectedly, the temporary bed built was too unstable, his movements were a little bigger, the plank was sideways to one side, Mu Ming's center of gravity was unstable, and he fell to the ground all of a sudden, and the plank that was tilted with it was unbiased, just pressing on himself.

Mu Ming thought helplessly, fortunately, it was just herself, the recast physical metamorphosis, the strong recovery was almost the same, and if she was replaced by someone else, she would probably lie in bed again for a while.

There is no need to think about it, and I know that it must have been the three women dressed as men who saved themselves, but the way these three people took care of the patients was really flattering.

"I don't know what happened to Yiyang?" Mu Ming lifted the plank and sat on the ground thinking.

It stands to reason that Mu Ming made such a big move, and the owner of the house should have come over to see the situation a long time ago, but the room was quiet, as if he was the only one.

In desperation, Mu Ming had to stand up by himself and explore the situation everywhere.

The wooden house is not very big, Mu Ming walked out of the room is the hall, the hall is very empty, a few wooden chairs, a table, almost all the furnishings.

Mu Ming saw at a glance a spear placed in the corner and a set of hanging armor.

Mu Ming approached, the body of the gun was black, the tip of the gun was extremely sharp, and there was a sharp cold light.

Mu Ming didn't hold back, his right hand touched the body of the gun, the cold touch, vaguely Mu Ming seemed to see a waning moon and starry sky hanging high.

"Wuyue Gun?" The three words on the body of the gun are not very eye-catching, and Mu Ming also found out when he touched these words.

"Good gun. With a heartfelt sigh, he looked at the black armor on the side.

After a glance, Mu Ming lost interest, compared to the spear, the treasure armor was a little more ordinary.

At this moment, there was a slight movement outside the house. Mu Ming then turned around, opened the back door, and walked out.

It turned out that there was a small house behind the house, Mu Ming stepped forward, hesitated, or pushed open the hidden door, the smell of wine overflowed, it turned out to be a place to dry wine.

Mu Ming finally saw a figure here, looking at its figure, it should be a woman, the woman was wearing a loose black robe, her black hair was curled up at will, and she was busy with the work in her hands between the workshops.

"I have thanked the girl for saving her life. ”

The woman turned around, her eyes were clear, her face was indifferent, she just glanced at Mu Ming, and then turned around and continued to busy herself.

Mu Ming touched her nose in embarrassment, and did recognize the woman, in Mu Ming's memory, she never seemed to have said a word, but this girl was not a weak woman.

When she was attacked, only this girl noticed it in advance, and she was the only master who fought with the killer for a while.

Like himself and Yi Yang, they were basically killed in seconds when they met each other, and this girl seemed to be a master who was not easy to communicate.

But there was no one else here, and Mu Ming, who was still very worried about Yiyang, had to continue: "I don't know if the girl knows if my companion is okay?"

Wu Yuetou didn't reply, the wine was about to be brewed, and she didn't have the heart to deal with anyone.

"Girl?" Mu Ming did not give up.

Wuyue turned around, her black eyes full of indifference: "Shut up!"

Mu Ming, who was standing there, changed his face greatly, because at the moment when the woman just scolded, a huge killing intent struck, not only that, but the woman's qi was firmly locked on him, and he believed that as long as he didn't shut up obediently according to her words, she would really kill someone.

The air was filled with the smell of killing, and Mu Ming's heart sank, this girl had killed many people.

didn't feel that he had lost his identity as a master at all, Mu Ming obediently withdrew from the workshop and took the door with him.

After Mu Ming left, the woman looked thoughtful, as if remembering someone's order, and said, "Your friend is very good." ”

Regardless of whether Mu Ming outside the house could hear it or not, after she finished speaking, she turned around and threw her mind on the wine she brewed.

Mu Ming, who was outside the house, tugged at the corners of his mouth, and said helplessly: "It's still a little lower in strength, and a girl's family actually makes me afraid." ”

Wu Yue had made a move in the pavilion, and Mu Ming had a certain guess about his strength, which should be slightly lower than the visualization realm of the black-clothed killer unity realm.

The monks of the Golden Body Realm are mainly refining the bones, and when the bones of the whole body are transformed into golden bodies, the spiritual power is released, and they can break through the shackles of the Golden Body Realm and reach the Imperial Sky Realm.

The Sky Realm, just like the name, the aura can be released from the body, and it can be able to fly through the sky, but the release of aura is very consuming of spiritual power and spirit, so as long as it is not for escape, ordinary people will not be in the sky.

If the monks of the Imperial Sky Realm want to go further, they must visualize the natal object in their own Dao Palace, and a natal object is embodied in the Dao Palace, then it represents the official stepping into the Visualization Realm.

It's just that it's too difficult to visualize the natal thing, and I don't know how many Sky Realm monks have been extremely poor all their lives and can't get started.