There are five poisonous insect kings guarding it, and those miscellaneous fish and scorpions of the ghost scorpion dare not approach the Ten Thousand Snake Cave for half a step, Yan San can let go and use it to remove the big pig charm of the ghost scorpion for the old knife. With the unconditional cooperation of the old knife, coupled with Yan San's close delivery of vitality supply, Yuan Suo omitted the step of secretly absorbing the host's vitality to grow, but instead invaded the whole body of the old knife, and at the same time strangled all the vitality tentacles of the big pig charm, leaving only a mass of rune seeds in the core.

At the critical moment, Yan San took out a rat and transferred the rune seed of the Phantom Scorpion into the mouse's body, and it was done.

Yan San looked at the old chrysanthemum face of the old knife that was not old and decayed, and finally sighed in his heart, the root of the Yuan lock that had been deeply planted in the old knife's body slowly broke away from the entanglement with the old knife's meridians, blood vessels, and even vitality, organs, and souls, and all of them retracted into the seed of the Yuan Lock, and were recaptured by Yan San.

Through the soul echo, Yan San checked part of the memory of the old knife, and knew that this old boy really loved the knife, and he threw himself on the knife path, and even entered the crying abyss willingly, but the strength he showed was too strong and he was caught by the ghost scorpion and became a big pig, but its essence was good. Because he has been hidden by the dark scorpion, the old knife even has very little blood on his hands, and Yan San still can't do anything about this kind of character who is not a bad guy.

Besides, there are only three yuan locks, which is also a bit wasteful to use on the old knife, and the old knife is not an enemy.

'Well, the restraint on your body has been transferred to this rat, and it is no longer under the scorpion's restraint. I think my brother is also a real person, now there are two ways for you to choose, one is to mix with me, fight against the ghost scorpion, cut the girl, and the other is free from now on, this huge crying abyss with the skills of the old brother as long as it does not fall into the hands of those people on the top, you can go anywhere. Mess with me, I don't dare to guarantee what you can do, you may die tomorrow, but as long as you can cry out, I will definitely take you with me. If you choose to be free, I wish my brother a knife to split the road of immortals, but there is only one, don't block my way, otherwise it will be between life and death to meet again. Yan San withdrew the Yuan lock and said to the old knife very sincerely. Yan San has never played tricks on the honest man, and he made his words clear at the moment.

The old knife held the mouse in his hand and looked at it carefully. This is an embarrassed mouse, the fur is messy and sloppy, the mung bean's big eyes are flustered, and he does not dare to move in the old knife's hand, shivering.

After a long time, the old knife raised his eyes, as clear as autumn water, and said: "I have been crying for fifteen years, just like this mouse, hiding and hiding, cowering, and always hanging a knife in his heart, for fear that one day he will be pinched to death by the ghost scorpion like a mouse." Today, the little brother helped me remove the thorn in my heart, which is my re-creation benefactor, and it is not too much to return my life to you. Besides, I am cultivating a knife, if the knife is compromised, if I retreat in distress, what is it called? Even if I don't follow you, I have to settle it with her, otherwise my heart will not be happy, the knife will not become a knife, and my road will not be able to go on. ’

The old knife raised his hand to the autumn water, respectfully handed it to Yan San, and said, "I am useless except for knife skills, and having a little brother to take it in really saves me a lot of trivial confusion." In this case, I am willing to catch a knife for my little brother!'

Yan San pushed back the Qiushui long knife and said with a smile: "Your knife is your knife, I have mine." We just have the same purpose, and we can't talk about who catches the knife for whom. If you don't want to stay one day, just tell me, the sword master is happy to take revenge, and he doesn't have to humiliate himself. It's a hundred citrine, don't have it, take it with me......

The old knife was not polite, he withdrew the long knife, and took the Yuan Jing from Yan San's hand, Yan San gave the old knife a few words in a low voice, jumped out of the Ten Thousand Snake Cave, the old knife's autumn-like eyes flashed a few times, and looked at the mouse in his hand thoughtfully, and then his eyes were chaotic again, returning to his helpless appearance, and silently following behind Yan San.

Zhang Fatzi's invitation is not a private post, and every good player on the Tiger list has a copy in his hand at this time. I'm going to go out hunting in the Tiger Prison in two days, this post has two meanings, one is to gather the top 100 of the Tiger List, and discuss the hunt for those people to go, and the other is a large-scale transaction, arm yourself as much as possible before hunting, this day of the month is also the most deserted day in Zhang Fatzi's trading field, but it is the day that makes the most money.

The monthly large-scale hunting is the basic source of income for the two groups, and a large number of Yuan Crystals, Herbs, and Yuan Beasts will be brought into the Stygian Tiger. Compared with the mixed fish and dragons of the fifth layer of the wailing cry, the imprisoned dragon and the tiger are more organized. The Imprisoned Dragon and the Dark Tiger each have at least two fourth-order masters leading the team, and each team is full of tacit understanding and has a large number of people, so it is easy to deal with the third-order primordial beasts, and even the fourth-order primordial beasts can barely eat them, which is far from being comparable to the rabble of the Wailing Yuan.

When Yan San arrived at Zhang Fatzi's trading place, most of the people had already arrived. The trading ground is a square formed by a huge black rock according to the topography. At this time, a huge white bone was placed in the middle of the square, the spine was five meters wide, stretched for more than 50 meters long, and the ribs were arranged in a row, which was majestic. This is the skeleton of a fourth-order 'Sky Devouring Barbarian Lizard', which was killed by the King Kong Tiger and the Fire Demon in the early years, and the skeleton is intact, becoming a natural conference table for the Dark Tiger, and it is also used to deter those ambitious monks.

There is a person sitting on the huge head of the skeleton, white hair like snow, eyes closed, one tall and one short, one old and one young, the old one is smiling and happy, and the small one is dragging a huge square-headed knife like a door panel, with a sad face, it is the laughing old man and the crying boy. White-haired people are naturally tombstones.

Once a month, a big guy from the top of the mountain will come down to preside, and this time it will be the tombstone's turn. Unlike several other bigwigs, the tombstone is silent, more like a spectator, and when the hour comes, the tombstone has not opened his eyes, and said lightly: 'Let's start!'

Yan San's Black Tiger Squad ranked eighty-sixth, sitting at the end of the skeleton of the 'Sky Swallowing Barbarian Lizard', the table was already quite narrow, and it was quite passable. The most pitiful thing is the last few in the ranking, almost face to face with the monk opposite, and the scene is a bit funny.

"This Tiger Hunt, there are those who have volunteered to come forward!" the Crying Boy took a step forward, humming weakly.

In the sound of the crying boy crying, the scene was deserted.

A monk glanced left and right and said, "Who will take the initiative to go to this kind of thing!" At the end, he looked at the stone-like tombstone and the fat man Zhang who was constantly wiping his sweat on the side, and said: "The fat man Zhang is in a special situation, and when he sees blood fainting, he still doesn't go as usual, and he will draw one from the one he went there last month!"

Every month the Tiger hunts, half of the people on the Tiger list have to go, hundreds or thousands of good hands, and the scene is really huge.

Some of the monks applauded, most of them had just gone there last month, shouting to open a deal quickly, not to grind, the scene was very hot.

After screaming for a while, the tombstone was dead, not moving at all, and a sharp and sharp, miserable voice sounded: "I see that it is better to change the rules today, there is a change in the Dark Tiger list, and there are a few good players below, how can I give the juniors a chance to perform, it is better to add these juniors who didn't go last month, how about it?"

There was silence, and then there was another applause. There are deaths and injuries every time there is such a thing as hunting, and if you can't go, you won't go, as long as you don't go, it doesn't matter who dies, in short, it's good if you don't die and don't die. And it was one of the several fourth-order people present who spoke, Green Eyebrows, so no one was silent.

"I'll go to your grandma with green eyebrows!" A voice roared, Yan San stood up with a bang, pointed at the green eyebrows and scolded: "You bully Lao Tzu to study less? The rules of the Tiger List, you can not participate in hunting in the first month of the new list, what is the reason for you not to say this rule? I see that you have done too many turtles in your previous life, and you have given birth to two green eyebrows in this life to be embarrassed, right?

The scene was dead silent, there was a drum of vitality around the green eyebrows, and a pair of scarlet eyes were faintly hidden in the vitality, exuding a dead and silent light, staring at Yan San, there was a great sense of blood splashing five steps without saying a word.

'Little cub, who gave you the courage to talk to my Green Eyebrow Ancestor like this?You are a little third-order, I propose to let you go to exercise and exercise, that is to look up to you, you are not grateful to Dade and dare to speak foul words, believe it or not, the Ancestor will kill you now?' Green Eyebrows said miserably.

"Don't charge a big head of garlic in front of your tiger master, how old are you, green-haired old Wang Ba? There is still a big guy on the top of the mountain here, it is your turn to change the rules?

'You ......'

"What are you, do you dare to try it?" The tombstone lord is still sitting there, the green turtle, you dare to break the rules and kill people? When the rules set by a few bigwigs are farting? I think you can't get used to seeing a few bigwigs on the top of the mountain, and you're ready to rebel, right?" Yan San immediately pulled off the tiger skin, and put the green eyebrows on the spot between words. The rules of the Dark Tiger List do not plant flags and do not allow private fights, and if you really want to do it, you will do it unknowingly, but on the surface, no one dares to break the rules.

'Junior, don't be so poisonous in your mouth, the rules are made by people, and they should be changed according to people. Green eyebrows' proposal is also for fairness, who said that you can not participate in the hunt in the first month of hitting the Dark Tiger list? I think this rule will be changed, I heard that you have picked the bloody hand, the snake boy, and the iron dog in a row, it seems that the strength is very good, why hide and hide with this kind of strength, you need to know that everyone in the Dark Tiger list must make corresponding contributions, not to fight happily in the nest, and shrink the eggs outside. This time in the moon hunt, I propose that all the new teams participate in the list, and raise their hands in agreement!' Another cold voice spoke, and it was a monk with black hair flowing away, with a delicate face, delicate facial features, and a cold air visible to the naked eye, and even the skeleton table was covered with a layer of frost. However, this man spoke softly, neither male nor female, and it was impossible to distinguish male and female just by appearance.

Fourth-order master, one of the secret forces under the command of the Phantom Scorpion, the Ice Demon.

"Who are you?" Uncle speaks, you dare to interject? How can you be worthy of your parents if you are neither male nor female? Hurry back to the cave and hide, dead lady! Is the green hair your concubine? You help him so much!' Yan San tore his face anyway and scolded without any scruples.

Scolding and scolding, Yan San watched more and more people raise their hands, and suddenly sat on the chair. The power of the fourth order is so great, and it can handle the rhetoric prepared by Yan San in one sentence. Everyone supports it, and within the rules, even a few people on the top of the mountain can't say anything this time.