Because the continent is so vast, very few people have a complete map of the entire continent, not to mention a terrifying institution like the Divine Seal Temple.

It's like a small world between regions, so it's always a very precious place to have a map of a region.

Uncle Niu's map is very small, just a road map from the tribe to Kowloon City. But for Yang Long and the others, it was enough.

You must know that this kind of map is very precious even in the tribe, which marks the terrain and distribution of the entire stone forest, and this kind of map is a treasure for any hunter.

You must know that hunters walking around the jungle need to find routes through markers, so this kind of map is not at all like the earth where the yang dragon is located, which can be copied in large quantities, and then everyone has that one.

The area here is very vast, and Yang Long has also been in the stone forest, and it takes nearly half a month to rush from one end to the other side without stopping. This distance is probably half the size of half of China where the Yang Dragon was located in the previous life, and it is undoubtedly extremely difficult to sketch out the terrain by hand.

Moreover, the map of this kind of area needs to be marked by hand, and it requires a very good understanding of this area, so this kind of map is very complicated to make. Most people choose to buy it, because if they draw it themselves, they will not be able to sketch it out one by one in ten and a half years, and it is these reasons that are the main reason why these maps are so scarce.

With this map, the distance traveled by the dragon can be reduced by at least half, and taking the nearest route can save too much time, so a detailed map is still very important.

Yang Long was grateful, but he didn't show it on his face, but this gratitude was put in the depths of his heart.

Yang Long put the map into the space bag, looking a little tired. After looking for so long, he didn't even have any news from his partner, and he was somewhat disappointed. This world was much bigger than Yang Long imagined, and he felt that his strength was still too meager compared to this mysterious world.

Looking at Yang Long's expression, Uncle Niu sighed lightly: "It's looking for someone!"

Yang Long smiled bitterly, but nodded involuntarily. Seeing this, Uncle Niu said with a smile: "Sometimes, people always have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny. Don't worry too much, after so many years, do you still care about such a period of time?"

"Let's go!" Uncle Niu patted Yang Long's back and said, "Man, sometimes you have to bear a lot! One day, you can surpass me." ”

Looking at the confidence in Uncle Niu's eyes, Yang Long didn't say anything, just nodded resolutely.

At sunset, several people embarked on the journey to leave. Uncle Niu waved his hand, and the red lotus in front of him lowered his head, and never looked back at his father. She knew why her father stayed, but now she couldn't be with him. She was afraid that when she turned around, she would see a face of vicissitudes, and she was even more afraid that what she saw was a pair of ruddy eyes.

An accident led her on a never-ending journey. She never regretted taking that blow for her father, and she never regretted the scar on her face. If she was asked to choose once, she would still rush forward to protect her father.

"I'll wait for you to come back. These were the last words left by her father, and Honglian turned away, proving that she was no longer the coquettish girl who snuggled in her father's arms.

At the time of parting, the bamboo girl also looked back from time to time and watched the familiar environment around her pass away little by little. She smiled with tears in her eyes, and was about to take her sister out of the world where they were children, and her heart was both excited and sad.

She secretly looked at the tears in the corners of her eyes and said with a smile: "Sister, I will take your world and run together." ”

As for Yang Hu on the side, although he couldn't see any expression on his face. But the sorrow in the corners of his eyes betrayed him deeply, a kind of doubt, hesitation, and a kind of expectation for the future. He didn't know what it would be like when he remembered all his memories. But he was dazed and felt a strange warm current slowly flowing in his heart, which came from the boy in front of him.

The blood of this child flowed in his body. His snuggling, his rebirth all came from the boy in front of him. Unconsciously, he thought that Yanglong was his relative, a kind of relative with blood relations.

In this way, four people walked, two with tears in their eyes, one sad, one hesitant and walking. The end of this road, no one knows where it is, but they walk without hesitation, youth is like this, with hesitation in passion, and tears in sorrow.

On the other side, in a luxurious temple. Little Black trembled and knelt in the middle of the hall, the red robe on his body had long been peeled off, and now there was only fear in his eyes. Directly in front of Xiao Hei was a fainted figure, this guy was Lu Yougu, who had been abolished by Yang Long.

"Say" A majestic and indifferent voice came from the middle of the main hall, and people couldn't help but shiver fiercely.

The main hall was empty, and the light was dim. It was precisely because of this emptiness that the sound was clearer, deafening, and even a faint chill came.

On the main seat, a gorgeous garment dragged a long swallowtail down the stairs. The owner of this clothing does not have a huge and burly body. But his long, slender fingers, exposed to the sun, exuded a coldness, and a halo of light reflected from these slender nails.

As soon as the cold light appeared, Liang Xiaohei was so frightened that he fell directly to the ground. began to tremble and recount this experience, starting from the encounter of Yang Long by himself and others, to the resistance of the hunting tribe at the end. He confessed it all one by one, without any falsehood, and even told the scene of Lu Yougu's death word for word.

"Altar master, everything the boy said is true. I hope that you have a lot of money, spare me this time! I will definitely make meritorious deeds and find out the kid who hurt the young master, so that he can not survive and die. ”

Xiao Hei began to beg for mercy in horror, he knew the temperament of the adult in front of him, and he was a ruthless altar master. He didn't want to come back in the first place, because he had already guessed what was going to happen to him. It's just that he hesitated in his heart at the moment of escaping, because he knew that once he fought with the Divine Seal Temple, no matter where he went, there would be no place for you.

As for the fate of the betrayer, once caught, it is a terrifying existence that is more terrifying than execution. Therefore, he thought that maybe there would be a chance to make meritorious contributions when he came back. It's just that he was wrong.

Listening to Xiao Hei's words, the altar owner above the seat did not react. He didn't even say a word, he just sat there gloomily, as if he was pondering something. It's just that no one can guess what he's thinking.

Xiao Hei kept repeating his previous words at the bottom of the stage, and tears were even beginning to overflow from the corners of his eyes. Because the big man above fell silent, it means that he is in a state of extreme anger. The longer the silence becomes, the more uncontrollable the anger of the altar owner becomes. He only hoped that his plea for mercy would be forgiven even a little, or that he would be allowed to make meritorious contributions.

After all, even the son of the altar owner was abolished, and this loss is not insignificant.

"Well, one died, one was wasted, but I didn't get what I wanted. The voice continued to sound calmly, as if it didn't care about the matter at all.

It's just that Xiao Hei is even more uneasy, and the more calm the altar owner becomes, the more messy his heart becomes. Because he didn't know when the anger of the altar owner would erupt.

At this time, Xiao Hei knelt down and trembled for nearly half an hour, but the altar master still didn't say a word.

The figure sat on the main seat, and the dim light made it impossible to see his cheek at all, only a cold shadow. However, his silver nails, which were nearly half a foot long, were exposed to the light, which made people feel cold.

At this moment, Lu Yougu under the stage also began to move slightly, with Lu Yougu waking up. The mysterious figure on the stage only began to move slightly, and he just spit out coldly.

"You can go. ”

Hearing this, Xiao Hei seemed to be reborn, and a strange surprise suddenly appeared on his face. However, the smile on his face had not yet solidified, and a silver-white light flew directly down from the stage, and the speed was terrifying. It was as if a light suddenly lit up in the darkness, making people unprepared.

The light swept directly through Xiao Hei's neck, and while his smile stiffened on his face, he was already surprised to see that his gaze was unconsciously deviating. He didn't stand up at all, he didn't even move his head.

However, when he looked back, he was shocked to find that it was not his body that was moving, but his own head moving again.

The next moment, a stream of blood spurted out like a spring of water directly from his broken neck. It wasn't until the moment he closed his eyes that he realized that he was lucky enough to see his body from the front.

Blood with warmth spurted out of Xiao Hei's neck and poured directly onto Lu Yougu, who had just woken up. Bright red blood with a strange fishy smell came to the nostrils.

"Ahh He looked at the corpse in front of him with gray eyes, desperately wiping the bloodstained marks on his face.

"Go away, go away" Lu Yougu began to babble nonsense with a confused expression.

Seeing this scene, the figure on the stage suddenly said such a cold sentence to the empty temple: "Carry him out, and from now on remove him from the temple." ”

As soon as the words of the altar master fell, three figures suddenly appeared out of thin air, these voices were all neat movements, kneeling on one knee, although their faces were covered by a layer of black cloth, but from the corners of these guys' eyes, they could see their respect for the figures on the stage.

"Give the order to go down and hunt down the hunting tribes. Once you find out, don't act rashly and wait for Kowloon City to hold the recruitment academy competition. ”

The cold words of the altar owner made the atmosphere of the hall a little cooler unconsciously.

Everyone knows that the kid in the audience is no one else. This is the child of the altar owner! What is shocking is that the altar owner does not seem to have taken the boy seriously on the spot.

At this moment, several people couldn't help but think of another name for this guy.

"Ruthless ghost hands. ”