Ji Ge hurriedly fled out of the bandit camp, and he didn't even take what should have been taken from the dead man, and if he was surrounded by the returning horse bandits, he would be unable to escape, and he could only wait for death in the state of being about to lose his strength now.

There is always dirt and dirt hidden in the night of the wasteland, and bloody killings are staged every moment, and Ji Ge is glad that he is alive in this battle.

Dragging his near-collapsed body, by the faint light of the moon and the roaring fire, he returned to the old tree, took out the package he had hidden earlier, did not stop to rest, only temporarily relieved himself and hurried away again.

After a while, there was a roar in the bandit camp.

"Ahhh

In the tent, there was chaos, two large boxes were opened, and the inside was turned into a mess, and there were blood stains hidden in the corner of the boxes, and the body of the black eagle on the side was curled up in a ball, and his face was iron gray, and his face was very hideous, very terrifying.

When several big men who entered the tent to make a confession saw such a scene, they fell to their knees, clasped their heads in their hands, and swore hateful vows hoarsely, their eyes bloodshot.

"Search me! Thoroughly search every inch of land, every place where people can hide, I will find the murderer and skin him alive!"

The mournful screams resounded for thousands of miles under the night sky, the fires were extinguished, and the bandits who had lost their leaders were turned into hungry eagles living for revenge in this night, and would live for the rest of their lives to devour the flesh and blood of their enemies.

Of course, Ji Ge didn't know that someone had helped him carry the black cauldron, and at this time he was hurrying in the cold wind of the freezing people, his steps were messy but fast, and when he walked out of the ground until it was close to dawn, he couldn't stand the eyelids fighting, so he found a slightly flat place in a pile of rocks to lie down, and after making a good disguise, he almost fell asleep in the blink of an eye.

This night is destined to be no longer peaceful.

A man in black who was dressed like staring at the bald head before floated in the dark night sky, looking down on a nest of crazy horse bandits below with those sharp eyes like a falcon, the corners of his mouth hooked into a smile, quite interested, and said to himself: "This kid, the movement is really big enough, interesting, interesting, haha." ”

With that, his body accelerated, and the man in black left the area.

Before dawn, it is often the deepest darkness, Ji Ge shrunk in the pile of rubble and slept very deadly, covering himself with a felt coat, surrounded by a lot of gravel that he had arranged, once someone approached and touched it, he was guaranteed to wake up immediately to prevent accidents.

On the wasteland, a huge black shadow wandered alone, walking upright, as if it had smelled something, and it came to the pile of rubbles where Ji Ge was.

Without touching the stone that Ji Ge posed, a pair of lantern-like terrifying pupils seemed to be able to see through all the illusions and spy on the most real scene, it stopped at Ji Ge's head, first looked up, and then looked down for a long time in a daze.

A corner of orange began to emerge in the eastern sky, the first rays of dawn shed a light veil tearing the night, and the damp mist filled the air, and the huge black shadow seemed to have seen something that should not be seen, let out a low roar, and hurriedly left the place, disappearing into the end of the wasteland, like a mirage.

Ji Ge opened a gap in the haze, and saw the huge black shadow in the mist, which disappeared in just a moment, Ji Ge quickly couldn't resist the sleepiness and closed his eyes, he thought it was just a dream.

When his ears were filled with the "rustling" sound of reptiles such as scorpions and ants, Ji Ge was awakened, sat up suddenly, looked around vigilantly, and lay down again after confirming that his body was still safe and sound.

He turned his head to see that there was a dense pile of insects and ants nearby, scrambling to lie on it, and the shape under the cover could be roughly seen to be an unlucky snake, presumably dying of thirst, and at this time it became their delicacy.

Ji Ge just glanced at it, then ignored it, and groped through the cracks in the rocks calmly, pulled out a grass root that was still green, put it in his mouth and chewed it, absorbing the little water.

Squinting his eyes, looking at the scorching sun, he touched the bulging bump on his chest, a little relieved, at least his father's relics were found by himself.

He spit out the grass roots in his mouth, closed his eyes and continued to grope with his hands, and suddenly there was a damp feeling on his hands, Ji Ge was overjoyed and immediately sat up.

But the scene in front of him made his face change greatly, almost instantly, like falling into an ice cellar, cold sweat leaked from his forehead.

In front of Ji Ge's eyes, there were two huge footprints, stepping on them very deeply, and together, it could be seen that the weight of their owner was absolutely unimaginable, and his hand was in these footprints, and this damp feeling came from the soil.

Ji Ge's mind was spinning wildly, thinking about the origin of the thing that left this footprint, because when he woke up on the first night of his descent from the mountain, he had seen such footprints, and it seemed to be entangled in him!

This time, the footprints are very clear, and you can even clearly see the outline, the toes and fingers are connected, just like a human being, Ji Ge remembered, in the confusion he saw a fleeting black shadow, but he thought it was a dream, now it seems, I'm afraid it's not that simple, there is still a black hair left in the seal pit, which should come from the huge black shadow.

Did it come all the way with itself? Was it something that came out of an ancient castle?

Ji Ge thought hard, but didn't figure out what kind of purpose it had, in these two times it didn't seem to have any malice, it left nothing but footprints, but did it really only leave two footprints, during the time when it followed the small caravan of the old iron head, Ji Ge didn't dare to guarantee whether it came.

Ji Ge shook his head, since he had no clue, he didn't think about it anymore, picked up the hair in the footprints and looked at it, put it in his arms, and at the same time took out all the things that belonged to him and those that he didn't take back last night and put them on the ground.

His gaze first fell on the large pieces of blood ling, the shape was a little irregular, it seemed to be slightly different from the veins in the ancient castle before, it seemed to be a long time, and the impurities were a little more and not so clear, but his intuition told him that this was what the black qi in his body dreamed of.

Ji Ge was slightly excited, these were enough for him to cultivate for many days, to make up for the waste of running around the wilderness these days.

He looked at the thing that had fallen from the black eagle's waist on the side, hesitated for a moment, and put it in his hand to look at it, this time it did not bring the burning pain, but because it was covered in his chest all night, there was a faint warmth to the touch.

This is a crystal bone about the size of a finger, there is a flash of brilliance on the surface, purple flowing in it, it looks extremely strange, Ji Ge has an inexplicable strong feeling, as if this is the rib of a living being, this feeling is inexplicable, but it is extremely real.

Ji Ge couldn't figure out the origin and purpose of this purple bone, and after several attempts, he couldn't make it shine again, so he had to give up and put everything back in his arms.

He rubbed his sore legs and feet, stood up, turned his head to look at the endless wasteland, and there was a momentary confusion in his heart, where should he go, should he escape, and did the castle really leave them alone in this land.

Killing, where are you going to kill people, should these people really be killed, Ji Ge lowered his head and clenched the package in his hand, the linen cloth was stained with blood, except for the black eagle, the left ear of the person he killed all the way was in it.

Weakness is only covered up in the moment it appears, and the steel forged by hatred does not allow for weakness, and every time he kills someone now, he is more sure of killing the enemy.

Ji Ge set off again, embarking on an unknown but destined bloody road, his eyes firm.

He's a murderer, but he has a scale in his heart.