The Night Stalker replied with a smile on his face, "It's just a gesture." ”

Although Pruss had a smile on the surface, there was a secret afterburner in his hand. He wasn't hostile to the night owls, he just wanted to test the depth of the other party. In this era, no matter how flexible your mind is, if you don't have a strong strength to protect you, you will still die ugly.

The demise of countless hunter squads shows that individual strength is important.

Prus's palm had used seventy percent of its strength, but the night owl still didn't change his face. It's not that the night owl is pretending, but no matter how much strength the other party uses, he won't feel anything at all, and the difference in strength between the two is too great.

Although the night owl has not yet reached the level of the demon god, it can be proud of the entire demon world. Prus, who was a man sending a bull, was like a child who had just learned to walk in front of him.

Pruss let go of his clenched palm in shock, and you patted your forehead and said, "It's a guest from afar, let's come with me into the village and sit down." ”

A hint of hesitation flashed across the night owl's face, he now knew where he was. Although he returned to his heart like an arrow, he couldn't rush back to the Abilities School in an instant.

Although the night owl and the twenty emperors can rely on their strong strength to cross the ocean by flying alone, but the ingenuity of the people does not have such strength, they can only honestly find their way home.

To do this, they first needed a map, enough food to feed their hunger, and he needed to know what was going on on Earth.

The Night Stalker doesn't know where the war between humans and demons has progressed, and if possible, he will resolve the conflict between the two himself.

The old hunter Jack looked anxious, and he looked a little uneasy when he wanted to speak a few times.

The Night Stalker also gave an answer that made Old Jack panic: "That's a great honor, it's good that we need to take a break too." ”

When the night stalker followed Prus into the village, the night stalker passed by Old Jack, and a hint of sinister intent suddenly flashed on his face, and he whispered viciously to Old Jack.

"If you tell us who we are, I'll kill everyone in the village!"

Old Jack trembled when he heard this, and the killing intent that instantly emanated from the night owl's body made the old hunter feel a chill hit his heart, and there seemed to be a scene of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood in front of him.

When the group was gone, Old Jack was still standing there shivering as if he were having a convulsion.

Perhaps it was back on Earth, the night owl was in a very good mood, and all the black-bellied nature flare up again. Seeing the old hunter's tangled expression, he wanted to bully this seemingly cunning foreign old man, but in fact he was just covering his ears and stealing the bell.

Of course, the night stalker will not kill the villagers here, he came back to match the relationship between the demons and humans, if he just came back and started to kill, it will definitely affect his future plans.

But Old Jack took it seriously, standing alone at the entrance of the village, with an expression on his face that would cry at any time.

The Twenty Emperors walked at the end of the crowd, looked back at Old Jack, and then locked their eyes on the back of the night owl again. There was a thoughtful expression in his eyes, he didn't expect the night owl to have such a naughty side.

Thinking of the night owl's true age again, the Twenty Emperor couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly. Some people are born to be the masters of the world, and the age of the night owl is in his eyes, and he is a child who has just spoken out, but

It's the strength that has already been invincible in the demon world.

Although the Twenty Emperors are relatively young among the princes, they don't know why they have a hint of protection for the night owl in their hearts. At this time, the Twenty Emperors didn't know that his path of martial idiocy had come to an end, and he was gradually transforming into a retainer of the night owl.

The sun faded away, and the damp village gradually became gloomy and cold. A funeral was held in the village in the afternoon, and the number of lonely graves at the head of the village was changed from 12 to 16.

Even if they encountered only the lowest-level demon pawns this time, it was not something that ordinary people like them could compete with, three of them were wiped by the short demons, and one of them had a hole poked out of the bone dagger in the heart of the corpse.

Even if the night stalker had the powder of the white jade antlers, it would not be able to save the people who had already died. The night owl rested his feet on the coffee table, playing with the small bottle in his hand, and there was not much white jade powder left in it.

But the Night Stalker is not worried about the future of the others, as he will soon be able to return to his hometown, where a silly deer is waiting for him to rob, a group of friends he hasn't seen in a long time, and a family that worries him.

The candle flame in the room loomed, and flickering shadows fluttered on the faces of several people. Whether it was the Twenty Emperors or Mu Qingyan, they were like statues, sitting motionless in the corner of the room.

Only curiosity flourished, lying on the nailed window and looking out. The dexterous ears twitched twice from time to time, observing the movements of the entire village.

At Pruth's house, several people stared at Old Jack with a hellish look.

"What did you just say?" asked Pruss, incredulous.

Old Jack said angrily, "Those people are demons! I saw them with my own eyes, and they just used evil magic to hide their identities." ”

A man next to him slammed the table and roared angrily, "Old Jack, don't spew blood! If they are really demons, why would they help us kill those demons?"

This man was the one who had been saved by ingenuity, and if it weren't for the appearance of the Night Stalkers, he would have been a dead corpse by now, lying in the cemetery with his companions waiting to slowly decay. He must also be sincere in his favors, and even if Old Jack tells the truth at this time, this man will not believe that the Night Stalkers are demons from hell.

Even Pruss laughed and said, "I also know that their strength is unfathomable, but this is not an excuse for your personal attacks on them." ”

Old Jack was really about to cry at this time, he felt like a lying boy in "The Wolf is Coming", even if what he said was true, no one believed him.

At the same time, in the small courtyard where the night owl is located, the ingenuity is constantly shaking with a pouting buttocks.

Perhaps he lost interest in exploring the unknown world, and suddenly turned his head and asked puzzledly, "Lord Lord, aren't you afraid that old guy will tell us who we are?"

The night owl suddenly remembered the prank he had played before, and a smile curled up on his lips.

"It doesn't matter, even if that old hunter tells us who we are, no one will believe him. As long as you don't show your feet, we can rest easy. ”

In fact, just as the night stalker had guessed, there was a large group of paranormal people gathered in the Pruss house, but no one believed what Old Jack said

Words. It's not that Old Jack lied in the past, quietly on the contrary, this is a stubborn old man who hates deception the most in his life. For this reason, Old Jack did not teach a lesson, his own unsuccessful son.

It's just that according to what Old Jack said, it is not in the interests of the night owls at all. At this time, there was only one thought in everyone's hearts, with the strength of the night owls, if they really had bad intentions towards the village, they could directly use force to slaughter the village, and they would not show weakness to the enemy at all, because there was no need to do so.

At this moment, a few staggering figures slowly appeared on the cold street, and several people were still shouting inarticulately, drinking until dawn.

In the eyes of the Chinese people, those gorgeous empires that use other people's heritage to disguise themselves should be polite aristocrats.

In fact, it is not, there are hooligans and ruffians everywhere, and there are heinous people everywhere.

Old Jack's only son, who is only nineteen years old this year, may be because he is old and has a son, and Old Jack is also very fond of him. However, his son is the kind of fool who can't hold up the wall in the mud, a young man in a rebellious period, and often does something angry and resentful.

If it weren't for Old Jack's face, Pruss would have put this bad boy who knew about fights and fights all day long ago in the iron cage of the police station.

Little Jack was very excited today, because when the demon pawns attacked during the day, he and a few young men in the village had kidnapped the most beautiful girl in the village.

After a long time of fruitless pursuit, several young people finally found it difficult to suppress the beastly desire in their chests, and knocked the girl unconscious and took her to the ancient castle on the mountain, and what they did next was naturally self-evident.

The castle was once a baron's residence, but after it was abandoned, it was extensively renovated and became a famous tourist attraction. Every year, there is an endless stream of customers who visit here, but after the cataclysm, the castle was abandoned again, and it became a base for several people to party.

In fact, this is not the first time they have done this kind of thing, every time a foreign enemy attacks, the village will lose a few young and beautiful girls.

Everyone only guessed that they must have encountered terrible monsters, but they did not know that they died at the hands of "their own people". Sometimes, humans are countless times more terrible than demons, because the greed in the hearts of humans is no different from that of demons.

Little Jack and a few little buddies, hooking shoulders like rampant and domineering crabs, swayed along the empty streets.

Suddenly, a cool breeze blew, and little Jack's drunkenness suddenly subsided most of it, and when he looked up, he saw the small villa at the entrance of the village. Most of the white paint on the fence has fallen off, and the whole house looks a little dilapidated.

Little Jack wondered if the owner of the house had been killed by the mutant beast at the beginning of the disaster, and why was there a candle in the room at this time?

Little Jack suddenly grabbed a few sleepwalking companions, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Brothers, look! There's someone living there. ”

A boy next to him with an inch head and metal nails hanging from his earlobes couldn't help but scold.

"What is there to pay attention to in a house that has died? If someone lives in it, someone will live in it, and what does it matter to us!"

Little Jack suddenly had an evil smile on his face, "You can't say that! Maybe we can have some fun tonight." ”(https:)

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