In the end, he finally settled near the town, ready to eat all the people of the town. But after eating an ordinary orc, he found a group of mercenaries in the town.

For Wu Lao, it is natural that the more qi and blood people eat, the better the effect will be when they eat it. And in these years of cannibalism, he also has an aesthetic for food - the flesh of a martial artist is strong, the meat of a mage is soft, and the taste of ordinary people's flesh and blood is very light, and because the body has not been tempered by strength, it often has a smell.

Therefore, Wu Lao took advantage of the fact that his strength had not dissipated after eating people, and easily killed the group of mercenaries and sucked their blood dry. After a full meal, he was not in the mood to eat those unpalatable ordinary people, so he occupied the room of the ordinary orc he ate and slept for a while, only to find that the remaining remains of his own food had been looted by the orcs in the town.

The storage space equipment on the mercenaries, the clothes and armor they wore, and their mounts were all picked up by the orcs in the town. Those orcs benefited, and they were not as afraid of Wu Lao as they were at the beginning. As the saying goes, people die for money, birds die for food, and the townspeople began to beg him, saying that they would help him keep the travelers in the town, and then sacrifice their blood so that he could have the strength to kill them.

Wu Lao has no fixed place, and it is good to have a comfortable place, so it is good to be able to survive. So he hid this in the town for twenty years. In the past 20 years, the residents of the town have tried their best to leave every traveler who passes by, and then invite the old man to kill people and take money. Every battle is also very easy, who would have thought that this time it would actually kick the iron plate!

After hiding for 20 years, Wu Lao endured humiliation, just so that one day he could lift the curse and kill all the people who had insulted him and framed him. But now, he has fallen into the hands of a human race. Wu Lao doesn't want to die, he is a berserker admired by everyone, he has a noble identity, and there is a great revenge that has not been avenged.

So he began to beg Zhao Yuan.

"Terran, if you let me go today, I'll tell you where all the treasures in town are hidden. Wu Lao's mouth had just been kicked by Zhao Yuan, and now he was in a cold sweat when he said a word. "They have killed twenty years of passers-by by my power, and have hidden a lot of good things. ”

"It's a pity that I'm not interested in those things, there aren't many things that I can use as a mage on the Cold Beast Continent. Zhao Yuan replied lightly, in fact, even if this old monster didn't say it, he would go and loot it, after all, it was rude to come and go, and this group of residents in the town wanted to make money and kill them, so he should also have something to pay tribute to.

"No, you don't understand, a group of mercenaries came more than ten years ago, two of them are seventh-order martial artists, and one is a sixth-order mage, and they have just finished exploring the secret realm, and the things on their bodies are absolutely superb. Seeing that Zhao Yuan was not moved, Wu Lao hurriedly spoke.

Zhao Yuan narrowed his eyes and asked knowingly, "But aren't these things all sold by the people in the town?"

"No, I took that thing, and some of the things they took away were not easy to sell, because they had the imprint of their former master, and they were all powerless scum, and they couldn't get rid of those imprints at all. Wu Lao understood at this time that only the bigger the chips in his hand, the more likely he was to pick up a life.

"Since you say so, then I might as well take a look, but whether you spare your life or not depends on whether the things you said are worth your life. Zhao Yuan pondered for a while and replied. He didn't directly agree to let this old monster go, after all, this is a world where the strong are respected, and for this kind of guy who once planned to kill him, cutting the grass and eradicating the roots is the best way.

"No problem, those are real treasures!" Wu Lao hurriedly agreed.

So, Zhao Yuan used a levitation technique to hold up Wu Lao's body, and according to the direction he pointed out, he came to a cave in front of him after a while. This cave was the same place where the orcs had asked to see Wu Lao before, and there was still a faint smell of blood on the ground.

"It's inside!" said the old man, pointing to the narrow, low hole.

Zhao Yuan raised his eyebrows, this hole is so small, he is a man of one meter eight, no matter how thin he is, he can't climb in. However, this is not a big deal, just a random earth-turning technique will make this cave completely deformed, and it will become a height that Zhao Yuan can easily enter.

Under the shroud of Zhao Yuan's spirit, the dark hole was like day to him, and everything was clearly reflected in his mind, and Wu Lao was not so lucky, he was originally a berserker, he had no mental power, and now he was even weaker than ordinary people, and he could only be dragged around the cave by Zhao Yuan's magic.

After entering the cave, Zhao Yuan found that this hole, which looked very narrow from the outside, was actually quite big inside, and he didn't know how the old monster acted in the cave with his weak appearance.

Moreover, Zhao Yuan also found that there were many strange small holes in the hole, and he didn't know what they were for, so out of caution, he secretly added an air mask to himself.

According to the location mentioned by the old monster, Zhao Yuan soon came to the depths of the cave, where there was a large hole about three meters high, leading to the surface. Outside the cave seems to be a large open space, unobstructed by leaves, and the bright moonlight sprinkles all over the bottom of the cave.

"This hole is for me to get in when my strength has not faded. Wu Lao explained. Zhao Yuan nodded suddenly, he was still wondering just now, the entrance is such a small hole, is the old monster who killed people waiting for his body to become smaller at the entrance of the cave before climbing in? It turns out that there are two entrances.

But at the same time, Zhao Yuan still had a trace of doubt in his heart, this old monster opened the hole so aggressively, what should he do if someone had a bad intention, or if a fierce beast accidentally fell in. And the dense holes in the cave also made it difficult for him to let go, but his spiritual power was not easy to penetrate, so Zhao Yuan could only secretly raise his vigilance.

Thinking of this, he added a night vision magic to his eyes, although his spiritual power can probe everything around him clearly, but occasionally there are still some things that need to be observed with the naked eye to find clues. After all, spiritual power can only judge the shape and breath of objects, and it is not as rich in information as vision.

Sure enough, after being able to see the scene in the cave with his eyes, Zhao Yuan finally found that something was wrong, the soil at the bottom of the pit was all green, and his spiritual power did not find the slightest abnormality just now. Zhao Yuan was standing on this green dirt at this time, he didn't know what it was, he stepped on it lightly with his foot, it seemed to be just ordinary soil, but it was a little softer.

"The chest where I hid my treasure is buried right here, and those people would never have thought that I would hide it in such broad daylight. Wu Lao hurriedly said, a trace of fierceness crossed his eyes.

Zhao Yuan's entire mind was focused on the strange dirt under his feet, and he didn't pay attention to the abnormality of the old monster. He squatted down slightly, and sniffed the green mud under his feet with vigilance, but it was just an ordinary smell of earth, nothing unusual.

It's a pity that Old Xuanwu has just been seriously injured, otherwise you can ask him now. Zhao Yuan thought with some regret. However, he didn't hesitate too much, and without saying a word, he used the soil transformation technique again to remove the green dirt.

But until Zhao Yuan dug several meters deep, he still didn't find the old monster's so-called treasure chest, he was about to ask, but the old monster patted his head and said with great annoyance: "Oh, you see my memory, I actually forgot that there was a heavy rain later, and the box was washed out, and then for the sake of insurance, I buried the box in the cave." ”

Zhao Yuan showed an undeniable look, and did not raise any objections, so he listened to the old monster's words and turned around and re-entered the cave. The old monster saw that he was so easy to deceive, and his eyes couldn't help but show joy, but this time he was not so lucky, and the expression on his face was perceived by Zhao Yuan, who was paying close attention to him, through his spiritual power.

Zhao Yuan knew that there was a deception, but he still continued to walk quietly, and when he reached the halfway point of the cave, the old monster told him to stop digging.

On the surface, Zhao Yuan was engrossed in digging down with magic, but his spiritual power firmly locked on the old monster's every move. Finding that his eyes kept sweeping towards the small holes in the walls of the caves, Zhao Yuan's heart flashed with inspiration, and he suddenly thought of something.

Sure enough, after a while, Zhao Yuan heard a sparse and sparse subtle sound, which came from all directions, and soon completely surrounded Zhao Yuan.

This time, without mental power, Zhao Yuan could clearly see that countless brightly colored worms had crawled out of the small holes in the cave wall. Each worm was no longer than the length of a finger, and the dense density was terrifying.

When they passed by the old monster, they automatically bypassed the old monster, and just crawled towards Zhao Yuan, as if there was something on Zhao Yuan that attracted them, thinking of the green dirt that the old monster deliberately let him run at the bottom of the pit just now, Zhao Yuan had some realization in his heart.

"Hahaha!Terran little cub, hey, this is the five-colored demon sandalwood that I have carefully raised for thirty years, enjoy it!" This five-colored demon sandalwood is a kind of superb magical beast that he accidentally encountered in his early years. That's right, don't look at these bugs so small, they are real third-order demonic beasts. The old monster used his essence blood to raise the mother worm of the five-colored demon sandalwood, and naturally he was able to control these thousands of subworms.

These sub-worms have no senses, and will only blindly seek out those energetic things to nibble on. But in the same way, if the other party does not use energy and the breath of the whole body converges, these insects will not be able to perceive it. That's where the Mother Worm's command comes in. But in the dark, Wu Lao, who had lost his strength, couldn't see Zhao Yuan's location clearly, so he specially tricked him into some soil soaked in five-colored demon sandalwood slime.