Chapter 1 Chapter 8 Old Knowledge

Torture Blade did not have the habit of cutting grass and leaving roots, and when the disciples scattered and fled, it was like a god of death who demanded their lives, easily killing these people one by one.

The three of them stared blankly at the expressionless torture blade, speechless.

Tortureblade shook the blood off his hand and said, "Just push this on me." You'll have to deal with them later. This time I will take it as a favor for you to carry me. ”

An Li's eyes widened as he looked at the bloody blade. What shocked him was not only the strength of the Torture Blade, but also the ruthlessness and cruelty of the Torture Blade.

Growing up at the bottom of society, they have seen countless bloody murderers and perverts with twisted methods. But he had never seen a person calmly reach out and rudely tear off the heads of a dozen people.

He is well versed in human nature, and he does not see any human emotions in the dark eyes of the torture blade. Not only is there no intolerance and hesitation, but there is also no excitement and distortion. It's as if such actions are commonplace, as if a dozen ants have just been trampled to death.

Any words to describe him would be pale and powerless. Trust me, when you see him, you'll know what a real ghost is. ”

The words of the ghost wound describing the torture blade kept repeating in his mind.

Torture Blade crouched down, picked up a large pile of unmelted snow in both hands and rubbed it on his hands.

After washing the blood off his hands, Torture Blade turned his head and said, "When we meet in the future, you don't need to call me Tortureblade." My current code name is Hades. When the Star Spirit Sect asked, they told them that they were Hades, and that a ghost god under the spirit god had killed them. ”

The three of them could only nod sluggishly, indicating that they understood.

With that, Torture Blade turned and left.

Seeing the movement of the torture blade, the ghost wound hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "What are you doing here at Ferry Knife Mountain?" ”

"Find someone." After saying these two words, the torture blade disappeared in place like a gust of wind.

The three of them looked in the direction in which the blade had disappeared for a long time before coming back to their senses. In silence, the three of them disposed of the dead youth's body, and then stepped on the middle-aged man's headless corpse twice and drove away.

At the foot of the western part of Ferry Knife Mountain is a very thriving town. This town is one of the six major towns in Ferryknife Mountain, and it is called Shizhi Town.

Ferryknife Mountain is a necessary place for the entire continent to travel from south to north. A large number of merchants and logistics pass through here. Over time, it not only became an important supply point, but also a base camp for mainland mercenaries.

Of course, where there are mercenaries, there must be robbers. Because if there are no bandits, the mercenaries will become robbers.

In short, the three sects and nine streams of the entire continent can be found here, and if you have enough diplomatic skills, you can even establish a good relationship with the Apocalypse Alliance, the Shenghui Alliance, the bandit gang, and the mercenary group at the same time.

Torture Blade walked down the crowded streets, looking at the noisy and dirty streets.

On the streets, a large number of people covered in clothes walk through the small shops or small floor shops and shop.

These include people who come from afar to pan for gold, mercenaries who are about to set off, and some professional thieves.

Tortureblade wasn't here to shop, so he had no interest in any of these things, and walked the streets in silence, his keen eyes carefully observing his surroundings.

This isn't the first time he's been to Indexfinger Town. In his memory, he went back and forth many times, especially in the three years between the ages of twelve and fifteen.

"The streets are much wider and cleaner now than when I was last visited. Looks like someone has started to clean up the place. ”

Tortureblade followed the crowded streets, relying on his memories to the door of a three-story building with a nail on the door.

At this time, in front of the door, there were more than 20 men who looked cold or vicious and lined up quietly.

Each person has a special nameplate in their hand.

At the door, two stout young men dressed in spiritual treasures took the nameplates one by one, looked at them carefully, and nodded to let the person in.

Tortureblade stood at the end, quietly lining up, slowly moving forward.

Soon, it was the turn of the torture blade.

Looking at the two people who stretched out their hands towards him, Torture Blade was still silent, bowing his head and moving forward.

"Wait! Little. The young man on the left stopped the torture blade and whispered.

Tortureblade looked up and asked, "What for?" ”

The big man looked down at the torture blade and said in a dark voice, "Don't you know the rules of this hunting tavern? ”

Tortureblade raised an eyebrow when he heard this, and said, "When I first came here, there weren't so many rules. ”

"You? Originally? Hahaha, when was it? The big man on the right asked with a sneer.

Torture Blade looked at the arrogant big man and suddenly asked, "Is Green Tongue still here?" ”

The two big men were shocked when they heard this.

Then he bent down and stared at the torture blade, and whispered, "How do you know the boss's old name?" ”

Tortureblade nodded and said, "Looks like his name is pretty good." You go and tell him that the hunter is coming. ”

The two big men looked at each other hesitantly, and then the big man on the left pushed open the door and ran in quickly.

"Boy, if you dare to fool the two of us, I'll shove your feet into your." The remaining big man threatened in a low voice.

Tortureblade didn't speak, and stood quietly on the steps, his eyes watching the setting sun.

In less than two minutes, a panicked footsteps sounded, and then the big man just ran out in a hurry, looked at the torture blade in horror and said, "Boss, please." ”

Follow the big man into the nail door, and the first thing you see is an intersection of three entrances.

The big man walked to the middle door with the torture blade and knocked gently.

Then, the door silently opened, revealing a golden corridor.

Walking in the lit corridor, Tortureblade looked at the dozen or so portraits on both sides of the corridor.

"Are all these people still alive?" Torture Blade asked suddenly.

The big man shook his head and said, "It's all dead." This is the forerunner of our hunting legion, the senator. It is our highly respected predecessors. ”

The Torture Blade's eyes swept over the portraits one by one. The portraits are male and female, old and young. Although they are different in age and different in appearance, there is a similar, even common, characteristic in the demeanor of these people.

Fortitude, iron will. Hard as steel, as cold as iron.

Through the long hallway is a lavish living room covered with fur carpets.

At this time, on the leather sofa in the living room, a young man who looked to be thirty-five or sixteen years old was holding a glass of wine and tasting it carefully.

Across from him, was an empty seat. In front of the seat, there is a wine glass that has been filled.

"Boss, he's here." The big man said respectfully.

The young man stood up and slowly turned his head.

The man looked very handsome, if you could ignore the large blue birthmark on the left side of his face, of course.

"Oh! Oh, my God! Apocalypse, it's really you! Torture Blade. The moment the young man saw the torture blade, he walked over very enthusiastically and hugged the torture blade vigorously.

The torture blade was hugged by him, and his body stiffened a little, and then he slowly hugged the young man with both hands and said, "Long time no see, green tongue." ”

The subordinates around were already stunned at this time, they couldn't imagine that the vicious and ruthless boss on weekdays would actually show such enthusiasm for a young man.

The two hugged each other for a while, and then parted ways under the surprised gazes of the others.

Green Tongue took the torture blade and sighed, "We haven't seen each other for five years, have we?" I remember that at that time, you were still a hot-blooded and reckless teenager. Now he has become a steady young man. ”

Torture Blade sat down in a comfortable chair, looked at the green tongue that had grown stubble, and said, "I didn't expect those people to be left with you." ”

Hearing this, Qingyu smiled bitterly and said, "Because I am the most incompetent." People like me can only hide behind their friends and go to the shadows. ”

"Boss! You are so humble! The people around hurriedly flattered.

Torture Blade still said calmly, "What person, what position." If you're not fit to fight, don't fight. Those people should have felt comfort if they had seen what they are doing now, even if they died. ”

Green Tongue took a big sip of wine and said, "Yes! We did it! Our dreams have come true! ”

After sighing, Green Tongue turned his head to look at the torture blade and said, "Where have you been in the past five years?" Is the tutor okay? ”

Green Tongue has met the old hunter many times, and it is these meetings that have turned the selfish and vicious Green Tongue into a battlefield tactician and a conspirator in the mall.

"Dead, when I went back, the old hunter was dead." Torture Blade said calmly.

Qingyu was not surprised when he heard this, and said with a sad expression, "The family teacher is too old. Death is also a relief. Ay! Another truly wise man has left this world, and this is the saddest news I have ever heard in my life. ”

Torture Blade looked at Qingyu's sad appearance, and felt a little relieved in his heart.

Green Tongue was met when he was ten years old in Index Finger Town, and the two had a close relationship since childhood. The most important thing is that the green tongue is deeply influenced by the old hunter. Although Qingyu was older than him at the time, he called him a senior brother one by one.

After a few brief greetings between the two, Torture Blade said directly, "Green Tongue, I'm looking for someone." ”

"People? Who? Green Tongue asked.

"A woman named Under the Moon." Torture Blade said truthfully.

Green Tongue held his chin and muttered, "Under the moon, I seem to have heard of this name." ”

"Boss, it's the woman who was hunted down by the Mining Company and the Star Spirit Sect." A mature and sexy blonde beauty on the side prompted.

When Qingyu heard it, he suddenly said, "It turned out to be her!" ”

As he spoke, he looked at Torture Blade and asked with a smile, "What?" Is she your woman? ”

Torture Blade shook his head and said, "I owe her, so naturally I have to pay it back." ”

"Second sister, can you find the whereabouts of that woman now?" Green Tongue asked at the blonde beauty.

The woman pondered for a moment and said, "We haven't tracked this up, I'll go to the tavern and ask." ”

Green Tongue smiled and nodded, and then said to Torture Blade, "Don't worry, now the Hunting Legion has reached the strength we originally planned. Not only the bounty hunters, killers, and mercenaries in the wilderness, but also some scavengers, are very well informed. ”

Tortureblade nodded silently, quietly waiting.

(To be continued.) )