Bloody sky, black wasteland.

A man dressed in sackcloth, with a sword at his waist, and carrying a basket on his back, walked on this side of the land.

He raised his eyes slightly, judged the next direction, and continued to walk silently.

Sassy!

Suddenly, there was a strange noise, and the man stopped and gently lowered the basket.

At the same time, hideous and terrifying figures appeared around them.

These are the magical beasts of this land, the ghosts.

The slender body, sharp fangs, and thick limbs exude a violent aura.

The man sighed, bowed slightly, and then reached out and grabbed the long sword at his waist and slowly pulled it out.

"Roar!!"

The next moment, the charm flew up.

The man's eyes sank, and the long sword in his hand swung again and again, slashing to death the few ghosts that flew up, as if he had become accustomed to it.

Wei Mei was slightly stunned, as if she was shocked by the strength of the man, but she did not shake it back, but pounced even more frantically.

The man didn't say a word, and the long sword in his hand slashed sharply, as if he was chopping some dead thing, and these ghosts couldn't touch his clothes.

Click!

The man's long sword was unsheathed, but countless ghosts fell beside him.

He swept around to make sure that there was no living ghost, so he put the basket back on his back and walked forward silently.

"This guy is very strong." A strong man hidden behind a large stone frowned tightly and muttered, "However, why can't you feel a trace of demonic energy from his body?" ”

"Big brother, are you going to be him?" A younger brother next to him asked suspiciously, "A person without demonic qi is not our opponent at all." ”

The boss glanced at the little brother and said coldly: "If it were you, would you be able to deal with so many ghosts?" ”

"I can't." The little brother thought about it, and then shook his head.

"Isn't that it?" The boss glanced at the man in front of him and thought, "Although this guy doesn't have demonic energy, he definitely has other powers. ”

"Are we just going to let him go?"

"No, people must be arrested, but they can't be brutal." The boss squinted his eyes and said hideously: "Such a powerful character, there must be no shortage of treasures on his body." ”

The man seemed tired of walking, so he found a clean place to sit down.

He carefully laid down the basket, took out a water bag sewn from the animal skin, unplugged it, and began to drink with a frown.

Slipping from the corners of his mouth were not water marks, but scarlet blood marks.

It's the blood of the Charm!

It's hard, it's dry, and it's very unpleasant.

"Little junior sister, we're almost close to the location of the induction." The man squinted at the basket, and there was a person inside.

It's a teenage girl.

With a delicate face, but with white hair, the most penetrating thing is that she has no limbs, like a human stick, if it weren't for that faint breath, it would not be an exaggeration to say that she was a corpse.

Well?

Suddenly, the man's eyes sank, and he drew his sword. "Who? Come out!! ”

"Hehe, little brother, do you need help?" A stout man walked out and gave him a kind smile.

"No, I don't." The man frowned, slowly stood up, and looked at the approaching man with a wary expression.

"Don't be nervous. I don't mean anything malicious. The stout man spread his hands, saying that he had no weapons and that he had indeed come to help.

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