Outside the Baker tribe, near a small earthy yellow hill, the blue-brown bushes were scattered in a mess, the remnant sun was like blood, the explosion sound not far away was faintly audible, and the slight shaking came, startling the birds, and the dormant demonic beasts in the forest roared uneasily. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

There was an eerie silence all around, and under the afterglow of the setting sun, the scenery rendered with a layer of golden light compared to the human purgatory that Kyle had turned into in the distance, which seemed unusually quiet and harmonious.

"Ahem......"

A soft cough sounded, and soon, from behind the hills in the direction of the Baker tribe, a limping and somewhat rickety figure came slowly, with an old and fearless face, a calm and firm step, the figure of the old man in the setting sun, getting taller and taller, he calmly walked to the dense forest in front of him, and stopped.

A breeze blows, the newborn young leaves are caressed by the breeze, and one or two leaves flutter and whirl, flying into the distance.

Grabbing a flying leaf and sniffing the freshness of the young leaves, Daddy's old voice sounded, and the voice contained inexplicable emotion: "It's good to be alive!"

After saying that, the old man's calm and deep gaze was firmly fixed on the calm dense forest in front of him, and his eyes reflected not only a forest in early spring, but also the Baham region under the former Nalot battle flag.

The old man's eyes were quiet and peaceful, his back was facing the sunset, his white hair was full of loneliness and loneliness, the old man's face seemed to be filled with a trace of memory, a wisp of remembrance, remembering the place where he first started, remembering the original eight hundred people, and remembering the tragedy of Baham......

In that look, he seemed to see his young self more than 20 years ago, he carried the long sword, the high-spirited appearance, the era of blood, after all, is gone, and now he is just a twilight old decay.

Sighing softly, the old man muttered to himself, "What a bunch of frizzy children!

As he spoke, the old man with a smile slowly pulled out a broken sword from his waist.

With the sword in both hands, the old man looked at the old partner in front of him who was incomplete and had traces of time, and he smiled heroically: "Old man, it looks like you are also old." ”

Bang!

Before the words fell, the figure of the old man disappeared in place in an instant like a cannonball, but the old man suddenly exerted force, and the terrifying power burst out through his intact right foot, making a loud sound, leaving a terrible footprint.

Sonor!

The cold light flashed, the golden afterglow seemed to be obscured, a touch of silver crossed the void, a crisp metal collision sounded, and the entire calm forest seemed to be awakened.

"Kill him, old fellow!"

A gloomy voice sounded from the forest, and a terrifying murderous aura instantly covered the entire forest.

The figure of the old man stopped, he stood on top of a big tree, the broken sword in his hand lightly pulled a sword flower, "Ding, ding!" easily stopped a few hidden weapons from the shadows.

"Frizzy, frizzy......" the old man muttered.

At this moment, around the tree where the old man was, seven or eight figures suddenly appeared, jumped up, and the intense killing intent that erupted made the old man like a boat in a stormy sea.

Bell!

The terrible attack like a storm did not even touch the corners of the old man's clothes, and with his exquisite technique and easy move of a few steps, the old man not only did not fall into the disadvantage, but faintly seemed to have a tendency to suppress everyone.

"That's enough, you stand down, I want to know who he is, you're no match for him. ”

In the depths of the forest, a hoarse and equally old voice came from all directions, very strange, as if some peerless beast was hidden in the depths of the dark forest.

Bang!

As soon as the voice came out, the old man's movements suddenly accelerated, and he struck his elbows and fell on his back...... , abandoning the long sword, the old man directly knocked a few sneak attackers away.

"Huh...... Sure enough, it was you, and I could smell the terrible smell of blood on your body from afar. ”

Daddy's cloudy eyes flashed in front of Kyle, and he seemed to know who was hiding in the forest ahead.

"Proud Stalker, the Eastern Three Heroes under the Lotter Battle Banner, Rengar...... What a familiar name, you didn't die back then! The other two, presumably not dead either?"

"It doesn't matter if they're dead or not, the important thing is that we're all old......" Daddy said in a low tone, as if he was sad about something.

"Now that you know that you are old, why do you still dare to set foot in the Central Wilderness!" The cold voice fluctuated for the first time, and a strong killing intent filled the air.

Dad raised his head, looked at the sunset in the distance, and said softly: "Because, in that direction, there is a group of young men I watched grow up!"

After speaking, the old man looked at a certain direction of the forest with a serious face and said, "We old guys, we shouldn't meddle in the affairs of their young people!"

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, an indescribably fast cold light swept past Daddy's back.

Turn around, kick, draw your sword, slash someone...... In one go, Daddy's reaction was very fast, and the sword aura was like a dragon, directly blasting the big tree behind him.

"Interesting, over the years, you have become so much weaker......" Daddy said with a smile, and after speaking, his eyes suddenly turned golden.

Proud stalker, hunting instinct!

Daddy's momentum changed, from a calm country man, to a trace of cruelty. Proud hunters, the poodle clan has never been a kind person, they are born hunters, at this moment, Daddy is just releasing a ray of his edge.

With a force on his right foot, Daddy suddenly disappeared.

"The hunt is on!"

In the silent forest, Daddy's voice was faintly heard.

The forest seemed to be calm again, and in a quiet, harmonious atmosphere, the occasional terrible scream or two proclaimed the blood in the shadows.

Bang! Bang!

The two afterimages collided continuously, and finally, one of the shadows was directly knocked out, and the embarrassed figure directly smashed several thick trees.

"Ahem...... Have you already comprehended that layer?"

Embarrassed to get up from the ground, a thin old rat-man staggered to look at the old man standing on a big tree opposite, and asked angrily.

"Why? You have failed! Why have you become stronger?"

Daddy shook his head, calmly put away his long sword, he glanced at the rat man below, the blow just now, he almost destroyed all his vitality, at this moment, it was just a wisp of his obsession supporting him.

"You who have distorted your beliefs, stopped fighting, and gave up self-sharpening, have lost your former sharpness, so your knife will be tainted by blood, and the rusty and dull knife is like scrap iron!"

Daddy turned to leave, facing the last bit of sunset, his rickety body seemed to be a little tall again, and his faint voice still echoed.

"Although my sword is broken and rusty, I have a bond in my heart, I have faith, and I think that I can fight again...... This may be what Lott said back then, the power of bonds!"