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This is the Soul Soldier Road. There are masters of the soul clan stationed here, building cities, breeding populations, and confronting the beast soldiers of the orc clan, guarding against each other and fighting against each other...... This situation has existed for hundreds of thousands of years.

Soul Soldier Road, beyond the periphery of the City of Chaos. Lined with low, dilapidated stone houses, it has become a home for wanderers, thieves and disabled veterans of war.

"Bell, bell, bell—"

The night had just faded, and in a dilapidated stone house, the clanging of metal clashing sounded as punctually as ever.

People who live nearby don't have a problem, they're used to this kind of high-pitched and harsh sound. For them, the familiar sound of percussion means that they have said goodbye to the day they had passed...... Oh! People like them, who have no future, have lived one more day.

Come to think of it, how beautiful life is!

"Master, you're finally back!" A young man with a ** upper body put down the iron tool in his hand and rushed out of the door quickly.

Boom!

Unfortunately, they were a step slower. The middle-aged man in ragged clothes in front of him stepped on the air for a while, and finally collapsed to the ground like mud.

Seeing this scene in front of him, the light in the eyes of the young man with a rather strong figure suddenly dimmed a little. However, the movement of his hands did not stop, but the middle-aged man who was full of alcohol and stubble helped back into the dilapidated stone house behind him.

"Whoa......

A strip of kudzu cloth passed through the water, and the heat was steaming. The young man's hands and feet were very nimble, and he quickly cleaned the vomit and filth on the middle-aged man's face full of scum, inside and out.

"Alas!"

The young man looked at the middle-aged man who was sleeping and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He sighed softly and cautiously walked out with the basin for the dirty water. It's obviously not the first time I've done these things with such skillful movements.

At this time, the sky was just dawning. The boy went out to pour out the dirty water, and went to fetch water from the well to wash himself well. Then, he carefully arranged his clothes, went into the stove room, picked up a wooden plate, and walked towards the northernmost room of the stone house.

The first rays of morning pierced through the clouds and fell through the mullions on a waterfall-like purple hair. In the morning light, a purple-clothed young man sat on the stone bed, bathed in the morning light like a god, with this indescribable taste of divine transcendence.

The boy was a little dumbfounded. Like countless days in the past, he put down the wooden plate in his hand in a little panic and wanted to retreat quietly.

Even though it was only through a stone door, he felt like he was separated by a different world.

Just looking at the person in the stone room who came out like a picture scroll, his gaze was still a little dumbfounded.

Since he will never forget that thunderstorm night, the person in the stone gate seems to carry the entire sea of thunder towards their house, the thunder of destruction falls behind him, but he is not contaminated with a drop of rain in the rainy night.

Growing up, he had never seen such a beautiful person. The sacred is like a god, and it is like the legendary immortal who does not eat fireworks.

Such a man fell at their doorstep...... In this way, there is one more member in their family. Therefore, every morning, he will carry out a solemn bath, offering dew, melons and fruits.

It's a pity that the other party never seems to wake up. If he hadn't seen that thunderstorm night, if it weren't for the fact that the other party was always dusty, he would have thought ......

It's just that sometimes he thinks it's good if he can watch quietly...... He was satisfied.

"Tuk Tuk ......"

At this moment, the young man paused, frowned slightly, and looked beyond the threshold to the south, a sturdy middle-aged man was walking towards him.

"You've come to the wrong place, this is my family's private home. If you want to buy iron tools, please come with me. The boy spoke. He glanced at the middle-aged man and wanted to walk out the door.

"Little ghost, uncle, I'm not here to buy iron tools today. Why, why is the tone so fierce? This dilapidated house can't be something hide, right?"

"What do you want to do?" said the young man, his tone becoming a little cold.

"Boom...... On that thunderstorm night more than three months ago, thinking about those terrifying visions, people really dare not forget them for a moment!" The middle-aged man smiled strangely, his eyes no longer concealed, and looked at the house at the end of the stone house.

"You-"

The young man's face immediately changed, and his body couldn't help but tremble. He should have thought of that earth-shattering vision, even how barren his home was...... Nor should we take this kind of chance.

"Whew!"

Just when the young man was stunned, the middle-aged man suddenly rushed over with an arrow step. The tuk tuk sound came from his throat again, and behind him the phantom of a red-haired beast appeared.

"Click!"

Shimen was torn apart by a punch from the middle-aged man, and the scenery inside appeared in front of him. At this time, the middle-aged man's body stiffened slightly, and then he burst out laughing.

"Bang!"

At this time, an iron rod broke through the air and smashed directly on the middle-aged man's body. This stick hit it very hard, which directly made the middle-aged man staggered back a few steps.

"Little ghost, you dare to do it with me!" The middle-aged man turned around, his eyes were red and bloodshot, and his face became very hideous. He threw his palm at the young man, and the nails suddenly swelled to three inches long, crushing the iron rod to pieces.

"Poof!"

The boy dodged quickly, but the nail scratched a bloody streak on his chest. He rolled on the ground twice in embarrassment, and took out a dagger from his arms to confront the middle-aged man.

"Your martial spirit...... It's a blood beast!" the boy spoke suddenly, his face even paler from the wound on his chest.

"Little ghost, you have some knowledge! In this place where birds don't, it's rare to have a teenager like you. It's a pity, what's the use of letting you know my martial soul? The little ghost who hasn't grown his hair is ready, you shouldn't even have awakened the martial soul, right?"

The middle-aged man spoke. A mouthful of snow-white teeth, as the red-haired beast behind him glowed, his teeth also appeared beastly.

"Blood Beast, it's just a non-grade martial soul! If your strength is as strong as your tone, why would you waste your lips and tongue with me, an ant?" the young man sneered, he half-hunched over looking for an opportunity to attack!

Boom!

As soon as the middle-aged man stepped on his footsteps, there was a sound explosion in the air. With a wave of his hand, the three-inch-long nails that glowed crimson sliced like blades sliced towards the young man.

Clang!

The boy resisted with the dagger in his hand to avoid this dangerous killing move. However, seeing that one trick failed, the middle-aged man swept out with a whip leg and hit the young man in the abdomen, sweeping the young man out directly and hitting the stone wall. The sound of broken bones sounded, and this impact directly caused the boy to squirt out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person became sluggish.

"It's true that the Blood Beast is a non-flowing martial soul, but it's not something that you, a waste who hasn't even awakened a martial soul, can compete with. Hehe, if I hadn't found this creation today, I would definitely have tasted your blood!"

The middle-aged man glanced at the young man who had fallen under the stone wall with disdain. Then he turned and walked towards the stone chamber. He carefully looked at the purple-clothed young man sitting cross-legged on the stone bed, as if he was admiring the most magnificent scenery in the world.

"If you don't see it with your own eyes, it's unbelievable...... If my blood beast devours his flesh, I am afraid that I will be able to break the bottleneck that has plagued me for more than ten years and advance to the innate realm...... Become a true soul master, right?" the middle-aged man muttered, swallowing a mouthful of saliva and about to pounce on the purple-clothed man who seemed to be sleeping.

"Get away with your dirty hands!" the boy rushed into the stone chamber as if he had gone mad, and stabbed the middle-aged man with his raised dagger. However, the disparity between the two is too great. After a few breaths, the boy fell out of the stone chamber again, and fell to the ground vomiting blood.

It's just that what surprised him was that this young man was as stubborn and terrible as the bed bug that couldn't be killed. Even if he was seriously injured and died frequently under his hands, he was still as fierce as a tiger, and he was not afraid of death and entangled with him again and again.

"Damn little ghost, you made the uncle angry!" Looking at the young man who didn't know how many times he was beaten out, the middle-aged man felt annoyed. This time, he rushed to the stone chamber, wanting to kill the boy once and for all.

Phew!

I don't know when the young man who fell in a pool of blood had a few more flying knives in his hand, and he threw the flying knives in his hand when he looked at the middle-aged man who rushed towards him.

"Carving insect skills!" The middle-aged man looked at the flying knife thrown at him, and his face was full of disdain. His hand flicked quickly in the air, and the throwing knives all fell.

"Click!"

The middle-aged man looked at a dented stone slab under his feet and froze slightly. Then, before he could react, the stone slab under his feet was the center, and the surrounding stone slabs all collapsed downwards at once.

"Did you succeed......" The young man coughed up blood and looked at the middle-aged man who fell to the hole, with a bleak smile on his bloodless face.

"Whew!"

However, at this moment, a cloud of light flew out from under the cave in the collapsed stone slab, and in an instant, it slammed into the boy's body, knocking the boy out again.

"Smack!"

The manifestation of that streamer was none other than the middle-aged man. At this time, he reached out and slapped the young man, so that half of the young man's cheeks were sunken, and his teeth were mixed with blood and vomited on the ground.

"Little ghost, what kind of way do you want Uncle Ben to kill you? It's because of you waste, just now Uncle Ben actually used up a flying talisman that he had treasured for many years!

He was shocked and angry at the thought of the sharpened iron tools erected under the holes in the ground. If it weren't for the fact that he had some chance to get a flying talisman, I'm afraid he might really have fallen for the way of this cunning little ghost in front of him!

However, at this time, the middle-aged man's originally raised hand was withdrawn, and a very evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Then, like a dead dog, he grabbed the boy by the hair and dragged him into the stone chamber......

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