Rubbing his nose, Zhang Mochen said to himself: "It seems that it was a little cold last night!"

The mountains are high and the forest is dense, and the field of vision is limited, in order to find the target as much as possible, Zhang Mochen has been on the tree for a long time, but even if he sees through his eyes, he still can't see a shadow. Not only was there no figure, but because he had the breath of a unicorn beast on his body, the low-level demon beasts on the periphery of the mountain range were also avoiding him from afar.

After a close visit for a long time, Zhang Mochen rubbed his somewhat sour eyes and did it with his buttocks. The old tree is very large, and Zhang Mochen is still very comfortable to make.

Not wanting to continue to take the initiative to provoke those demon beasts, Zhang Mochen simply leaned against the trunk of the tree and closed his eyes.

As time passed by second, Zhang Mochen looked like an old monk in a state of calm, completely calm in the jungle.

A few ordinary sparrows flew in, already taking Zhang Mochen as a part of the old tree, and gently landed on his shoulders and on the top of his head, constantly chirping.

Zhang Mochen's body is integrated into nature, but his divine consciousness is in another space.

In the fantasy space, the Gate of Heavenly Dao did not disappear, not only did it not disappear, but it was clearly visible, standing there upright, as if it was deliberately showing an invincible arrogance to Zhang Mochen.

With a sip of saliva, Zhang Mochen took his gaze away from the gate of the Heavenly Dao. As he felt the spatial Yuan Power temporarily stored in the Heavenly Spirit Department, the bitterness on his face was gradually replaced by a light smile.

"If we continue at this pace, it won't be long before I can activate the Fourth Dimensional Force!"

The capacity of the Heavenly Spirit Department has quietly increased in the training of real swords and real guns, which makes Zhang Mochen finally have a trace of comfort in his heart. Zhang Mochen is confident that even if he encounters a beginner Yuanshi, he will have the ability to fight. What's more, there is still that mysterious purple electric pattern in my mind.

As the sparrow on his shoulder was startled, the settled body opened its eyes violently, and its glowing pupils were slightly cold, like a radar, and continued to scan the surrounding airspace.

Suddenly, the eyes of the hunt were locked not far to the west, and the faint sound of dead branches being trampled off could be faintly heard in the shaking bushes. A moment later, two drunken-looking figures staggered in the direction of the old tree.

Although there is still a distance away, the temperament and dress of the two made Zhang Mochen immediately believe that they were bounty hunters. However, it is not known which bounty group it belongs to.

Leaning closer to the trunk of the tree again, Zhang Mochen's thin body had been completely hidden by the dense branches and leaves, but the clear cold eyes refused to move for half a minute, staring at the two of them until they came to the bottom of the tree.

Probably because of the drunkenness, the two bounty hunters did not continue to walk forward, and sat down against the roots of the tree.

"Why has the fat man been angry with us lately?" one of the gray-robed middle-aged men asked angrily.

"Don't you know? The third master has been uncomfortable recently, I heard that he has smashed two major things in a row, if he hadn't been the third master, it is estimated that he would have been unloaded by the head of the regiment and thrown to feed the wolf!" The man in yellow who was stared at by the gray-robed man replied with a wry smile.

"I see. The gray-robed man nodded slightly, but extreme annoyance quickly appeared on his face, "Then he can't be angry with us every day, we are a martial artist of the first term, who is to provoke whom? ”

Looking at the gray-robed man's resentful appearance because of his grievances, the man in yellow smiled bitterly and said, "Who told us to follow the wrong person?" Let's go, the third master asked us to go to the town to invite Sister Yao, let's just take a few more wild animals by the way, and then change some good wine to pay filial piety!"

"Hey!" the gray-robed man sighed, "It's all fate!"

Suddenly, before the buttocks left the ground, a sharp sound of breaking wind exploded in his ears, as if he felt the crisis, the drunken faces of the two suddenly tightened, and the originally shaky bodies reflexively retreated sharply.

The two of them who got rid of the passive finally saw the main master clearly, but the thin figure without the slightest fluctuation of Yuan Force made their eyes slowly extend from the tension just now with disdain.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

The resentment in his heart was nowhere to vent, but now a hairy boy jumped out, and the gray-robed man snorted coldly, and then rushed away with a knife.

The man in yellow also looked arrogant, but he didn't make any moves, in his opinion, his companion was enough to deal with this boy who didn't know the height of the sky.

However, the man in yellow's disdainful expression didn't last long, and after half a breath, as his pupils dilated, he stiffened like a corpse.

The young man's head was not chopped off by the big knife as expected, but on the contrary, the back of the gray robe that was rushing to kill suddenly stopped as the back was pierced through several bloody flesh holes.

Taking a step forward, taking a step in front of the gray robe, the corners of Zhang Mochen's mouth raised slightly, and then lightly touched the back of the gray robe, and the stiff corpse, which had no life, slowly fell.

was stared at by the cold eyes, and the frightened face of the man in yellow was instantly completely occupied by fear, and the hairs on his body stood up like an electric shock.

Although the man in yellow is a martial artist, he is also a fierce person, and he is also a member of the Divine Ape Troupe, and he is also a character walking sideways on the periphery of the mountain range, but today he encountered a hard nail.

Brushing off the blood hole on his companion's body, the man in yellow asked in horror, "You, are you a Yuan?"

Zhang Mochen sneered and shook his head, and his slow footsteps did not stop.

"Then, then why can you use Yuan, Yuan Force?" Looking at the cold eyes on the back, listening to the urging steps, the fear in the heart of the man in yellow completely exploded, so that his voice trembled violently.

"Guess!" Walking up to the man in yellow, Zhang Mochen grinned and sneered.

The cold smile made the man in yellow frown, and he gave the command to run away in his mind, but found that his body was not controlled at all.

Slowly lowered his head, and at some point in his abdomen, a sharp sword was inserted in his entirety, and the man in yellow raised his eyes to look at the young man in front of him again, but the frightened pupils continued to expand, and his body slowly fell.

"Why, why do you want to kill...... We?" The man in yellow asked dyingly, as if he was unwilling.

Zhang Mochen stepped on the chest of the man in yellow.

"Because, you, are with the wrong person!"

The blade of the sword was pulled out, bringing up a trace of blood, and the man in yellow finally lowered his eyes.

The man in yellow would never have thought that he would die in the hands of a milky little kid, compared to the gray-robed man being killed by Yuan Li, he was even more humiliated by being stabbed to death by a sword. In the face of fear, people will always forget their instincts, and even if they have the strength to fight back, they will become lambs to the slaughter.

After searching the two of them, Zhang Mochen showed a touch of disappointment on his face.

"What a fucking poor!"

Spat at the two corpses, Zhang Mochen's figure disappeared into the jungle again.

......

In the camp of the Divine Ape Regiment, the fat man was panting sullenly, stretched out his head to look at the already dim sky outside the window, and his already impatient eyes were burning with anger.

"Damn it, where are you dead? I can't even find a bitch!"

Because of the messing up one after another, the fat man has not had a good time recently, no, let the two little minions go to invite Sister Yao to vent their fire, but the sun has set, and I haven't even seen the shadow of a woman.

The fat man slammed a tea bowl against the door.

At the same time as the tea bowl shattered, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a thin man with a little thief's eyebrows and eyes hurriedly ran in.

"I don't know how to knock on the door?" exclaimed the hot fat man.

"Three masters, don't wait, those two guys are dead!" The person named Xiao Wan, the intermediary Jin Yuanshi, plus the smell of the hot fat man, became the latter's cronies.

"What, dead?" exclaimed the fat man, in surprise, "a demon beast?"

"No!" Chauvin replied, shaking his head.

"My ape group is in the middle of a strong situation, and there are really people who dare to touch the tiger's buttocks!" the fat man's brows furrowed slightly, "Is it a personal act?"

"Judging from the wounds of the corpse, there is no way!" Chauvin replied coldly.

"Damn, check it for Lao Tzu, don't give it a little bit of a good look, I really don't know how many eyes Lord Ma has, and I will arrest all the suspicious people on the periphery of the mountain range. Slapping it violently at the table, the anger of the fat man increased a little more.

"The third master, the head of the regiment and the second leader went to the Li family to discuss matters, but before leaving, I specially ordered you to take care of the family, we can't use too many people, in case the camp is empty and attacked. Chauvin pondered for a moment and then replied cautiously!

"Look at the fart, the current situation, who the hell dares to break into our camp?" The hot fat man's eyes glared angrily and said, but before the words fell, the hot fat man's voice changed again: "Gather ten beginner-level primaries, you will lead the team to be responsible for arresting people, and the rest of the horses will not move!"

"Yes!" Chauvin replied with a light smile, then turned around.

"Wait a minute!" the fat man called Xiao Wan to stop, "If you encounter something that is a little beautiful, don't kill it!"

Looking back at the fiery fat man with an evil smile on his face, Xiao Wan understood, "Understood!"

......

The silver moon climbed, the evening breeze blew lightly, and a thick cloud drifted by, completely obscuring the already not very bright moonlight, and the whole mountain range fell into a brief pitch black!

Although you can't see your fingers outside, inside a cave is a bonfire.

It seemed that he had failed to attack the Gate of Heaven again, and Zhang Mochen's lips, who had woken up from a state of steady, were a little pale, obviously a little overdrawn. However, there was no frustration on his sweaty face.

Wiping the hot sweat from his forehead, Zhang Mochen took a deep breath, and as the flames danced in his clear eyes, the roar of beasts became more and more frequent in his ears. Maybe it's because of the roaring bonfire in the black, or maybe it's the breath of the unicorn beast, and the roar of the beast sounds a little distant.

"The people who killed them, the Divine Ape Regiment shouldn't just forget it!" Zhang Mochen said to himself solemnly.

Not taking revenge for blood revenge is not the style of a bounty hunter, let alone a group of divine apes who will take revenge? Although his expression is a little dignified, isn't this exactly what Zhang Mochen wants?

Pick up the grass and hit the rabbit, I'm not afraid that you will move, I am afraid that you will not move!