Inky clouds squeezed the sky, obscuring the golden glow just now, as if it was about to fall, so depressed that it seemed that the whole world was quiet.

The indifferent wind shuttled violently, leaving the birds and insects behind them, and the weak flowers and grasses had already trembled and surrendered to the ground, just when the mountain rain was about to come.

In the dense ancient trees and mountain forests, a figure shuttles through the woods, and the target is the black-scaled lion running ahead.

The speed of the black-scaled lion was not unfast, but this figure was faster, and when it was still six or seven feet away from the black-scaled lion, the figure's right arm raised and waved forward. A scream broke through the air, and a black iron spear that was half a foot long caught up with the black-scaled lion, and emerged from its back into its front abdomen, nailing the black-scaled lion to the ground.

The black-scaled lion roared and struggled, but he couldn't pull out the black iron spear nailed to the ground through his body, and his breath became weaker and weaker, and at this time the figure also arrived in front of the black-scaled lion, this was a boy in a burlap coat, the boy had a pair of clear and bright starry eyes, a black hair draped behind his head, and a trace of childishness on his face.

Looking at the black-scaled lion that had already died, the boy grabbed the black iron spear with both hands and shook it, carried the black-scaled lion behind him and turned to leave.

If people see this scene, they must be shocked, the black-scaled lion is a large beast, weighing hundreds of pounds, an ordinary adult hunter, not the team dare not provoke, but now it was easily killed by the boy.

The lightning flashed and thundered, and the rain poured like a downpour, but fortunately the boy had reached the foot of an old tree.

"It wasn't a good day, but luckily it was rewarding. The boy looked at the black-scaled lion's paw on his shoulder and muttered in a low voice.

When the rain stopped, the boy carried the carcass of the black-scaled lion and hurried forward in one direction.

An hour later, a small village came into the boy's sight.

"Nightshade! Brother Nightshade is back. The children who were playing at the head of the village saw the boy appear and shouted loudly.

"Call Uncle Niu to divide the meat of this black-scaled lion!" The boy put down the body of the black-scaled lion, pulled out a short knife from his waist, removed a lion's leg and left.

Watching Nightfall leave, the children's eyes were full of adoration.

In the village, men are not allowed to go out hunting under the age of fifteen, and even when they are fifteen, they must go out with the hunting party in the village, but Ye Di is only fourteen years old, and he has more than a year of hunting experience, and every time he returns with a full load.

This is an ordinary village Zhuyuan Village, there are forty or fifty families in the village, all of whom make a living from hunting.

Greeting all the way, Nightshade came to the westernmost part of the village, which was his home, and there were only two people in the family, one was Nightshade, and the other was the old father who was beating a wheelbarrow under the eaves.

"I'm back!" the old father raised his eyelids, as if he said hello.

"Daddy, I'm back. After saying hello, Nightfall went to light a fire to dispose of the black-scaled lion's hind legs.

Because there were only two people in the family, Nightfall only cut off one of the legs of the black-scaled lion and brought it back, and the rest was distributed among the villagers.

The two are father and son, not father and son with the same surname, Ye Di is an orphan, and he was picked up by his ancient father, who is the village chief of Zhuyuan Village.

"Dad, you haven't finished talking about what happened last time, the guardian of the Holy Light Sect competed with the women of the Nandou Gate, who won in the end?"

"Regardless of victory or defeat, don't talk about this, you wipe your face first. Old Daddy came to the fire, handed Nightshade a towel, and walked through the woods after the rain, Nightshade's hair and face were still stained with some rain.

The evening after the rain was a little cool, and the wind blew a tuft of bamboo in the courtyard swaying from side to side, and the swaying firelight reflected the faces of the old father and the night dead.

Old Daddy looked at Nightshade while roasting the fire, "You're interested in this?"

Nightshade nodded, and continued to roast the lion's legs on the fire.

The relative is the silence of the two, the idea of the night is that the old father knows, the night death wants to go out and break through, and wants to become a warrior, and the old father's idea is that the night death also knows that he is unwilling to let himself out, because the outside world is very dangerous.

"Well, how much do you know about the world out there?" sighed the old father.

Nine regions and eighteen states, vast, from one region to another region often millions of miles, no one knows how vast it really is, a person can not walk out of a region on foot for a lifetime, the vast mountains and rivers are endless.

The vast mountains and rivers are full of dangers, wild beasts, demon beasts are rampant, and there are even ancient beasts, which are the overlords of the mountains and forests, even cultivators with advanced cultivation do not dare to provoke easily.

Zhuyuan Village is located in a remote place in the north of Dongxuanzhou, thousands of miles away from the nearest town, and thousands of miles away from the nearest cultivation sect medicine valley.

"Then you also have to change your life and change the status quo, doesn't it mean that if you can join the cultivation sect, you can be blessed? If you get blessed, then the tragedy of some time ago can be avoided. Nightshade sighed and spoke.

Some time ago, Zhuyuan Village was attacked by a demon beast and suffered heavy losses, and the village lost three good hunters, and finally relied on the joint efforts of the ancient father and the hunters in the village to drive this demon beast away.

The old father did not speak, and fell into thought.

Looking at the thinking old father, Night Death didn't continue, he knew the character of the old father, if he agreed, he agreed, if he didn't agree, then it was useless to continue.

After eating, Ye Di returned to the west house of the three bamboo houses, which was his room, which is the characteristic of Zhuyuan Village, and the village is full of bamboo buildings and bamboo houses, which is rare in the vast barren mountains and rivers.

The rain in the deep mountains and Daze came and went quickly, looking at the starry sky outside along the gap in the bamboo wall, the ancient father still appeared in the mind of the night dead, telling the picture of the master duel.

Unable to sleep, Nightshade sat up and put on his coat and walked towards the back of the bamboo house, behind which there were two lonely graves.

Looking at the lonely grave, Nightshade touched his ribs, where there was a hideous scar.

According to the old father, when the old father went out hunting, he found that the two people in the lonely grave were dead, and he had a steel knife stuck in his side, and the steel knife was a little off to his own luck.

The stone tablet of the lonely grave reads the martyr of the night family, which is the ancient father who knew the surnames of the two people according to the tokens on the two people at that time, and there is also a jade plate engraved with the word night on the neck of the night martyr.

Reaching out and touching the stone tablet, Night Death bit his lip, he knew that he could live, of course, because of the adoption of the ancient father, but it had a lot to do with the people in the grave, when the ancient father found himself, a man in the tomb was lying on his body, and the steel knife was pierced through the man's ribs.

This is also the origin of the name of the night death.

"It seems that it is difficult to get rid of the thoughts in your heart, originally I planned to let you live in Zhuyuan Village in peace and stability, like ordinary people, marry a wife and have children, birth, old age, sickness and death, but after all, you are not the descendant of ordinary people, and my old man is not attached. The old father patted Nightshade on the shoulder and said with a sigh.