After resting for a while, Mo Zhong turned back to clean up the battlefield, and his thunderous blow instantly killed Scarhead, otherwise the two of them would join forces, and they would be invincible. Picking up the pair of horns on the ground, the hard texture and sharp horn tips made Mo Zhong like it very much, so he simply broke two branches, made two spears, and carried them on his back. Keep rummaging, but unfortunately, the silver knife is not on Scar's body, and he is just a minion. "The knife is not bad, follow you in the dust, follow me," unceremoniously picked up the knife and plugged it in, and made some floating soil to cover the dead face, this is a world of the jungle, there is no means of self-preservation, or don't come out. Look at the sky, night is coming, and the forest will show its hideous side at night. "May you have a good night. The angel's smile was only stained with impure blood.

The roar of the beast was mixed with the screams of the people, and Mo Zhong ignored it, and sat straight in the cave to check his loot by the light of the fire, and the only relics on the scar man's body were a book and a few copper plates. This is the true nature of outlaws, Mo Zhong looked through the book with the black cover, and when he opened it, it turned out to be their mission records in recent years. Mozhong's eyes glowed, and there might be clues to his mother in this book. Turning the page in a loud voice, I found the mission two years ago, looking for the remnants of the demon race.

On ××, ××, the remnants of the demon clan completed the task, and the boss rushed into the nameless wooden house on the outskirts of Sulan City, and captured a witch on the spot, and did not find the rebellion of the human race, the boss brought the witch who lost her magic power back to the camp, the witch refused to obey, refused to explain the whereabouts of the human rebellion, and had to hand her over to the client after many attempts to no avail, it is said that she is a deacon of the Zhang family of the ancient clan, and the reward is a few dollars.

Mo Zhong looked at these words in confusion, and he had no impression of searching for his memory, but the words of the ancient Zhang family were deeply imprinted in Mo Chong's heart, perhaps, his mother was waiting for him there. The warm bonfire is like a mother's embrace, and only then does he look like a child.

Early the next morning, Mozhong walked back and forth in the woods with two spears, and after one night, the man was too damn to die, you know, in the forest at night, even the great ape had to retreat. Mo Zhong frowned, after looking for so long, there is no trace at all, no one is alive, no corpse is dead, is this "big brother" so unbearable, there is not even a scum left in the dead? "Huh, there are blood stains?" Passing through an inconspicuous grass, Mo Zhong found a few drops of blood in the sharp eyes, and went down to the tree to check, and it had already dried up. Suddenly, a sharp wind blew, Mo Chong's subconsciously short body, with a click, a spear on his back was cut off, Mo Zhong was shocked into a cold sweat, and he almost died carelessly. Mo Chong's eyes bloomed with a dangerous light, and he shot in all directions, worthy of an outlaw who had experienced a life-and-death struggle, and was able to survive the purgatory-like jungle night. Mo Zhong stood still, and the spirit of his body was raised to the extreme, and both sides were waiting for the other party to strike first to see who could not hold his breath first.

Mo Zhong looked around, the enemy is in the dark, I am in the light, and the other party has not yet made a move under such an advantage, which can only mean that he either does not have the certainty of killing, or he has a problem. Gritting his teeth, Mozhong decided to take a gamble, and he gambled that even if he survived, he would pay a heavy price. He pulled out the intact spear from his back, chose a random direction, rushed over, and swept outward in a circle. Lap down, get nothing. Mo Zhong suddenly realized, looked up at the tree, and saw a figure quietly disappearing into the distance. "Old dog, where to go!" Mo Zhong was furious, shouted, and jumped up a tree in a few steps, and quickly chased after the back. "Damn! Are you a dog skin plaster? Sure enough, it's a rebellious wild seed of the human race!" "Shut up! Old dog, you dare to be stubborn when you are dying!" "You!" The man almost spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body shook and almost fell. "Unforgivable, you are going to die! When the old man catches you, he will definitely pick the skin and cramp, so that your life is worse than death!" Mo Zhong felt incomparably happy in his chest, once upon a time he curled up in the closet, looking in horror at the man laughing wildly outside, but now, he was chased by himself like a lost dog.

The deep jungle swallowed the sound, and the two who chased and fled stopped talking, and rushed forward frantically, and the man who rushed in front suddenly screamed and disappeared out of thin air. Mo rubbed his eyes heavily, as if he still thought that he was not looking at the flowers, how could a big living person disappear all of a sudden, and accelerated to the place where the man disappeared, looking around, there was no abnormality, as if the forest suddenly opened a mouth and swallowed the man. It was surprisingly quiet, there was no sound, and the only thing left was his own heartbeat. This is not a good place, so let's go back as soon as possible. Muttering in a low voice, Mo Zhong was about to turn back, and just when he turned his face, a huge white object suddenly stuck to Mo Chong's body, and a huge force came, and the lightning was lifted up. "Damn, what the hell is this!" Mo yelled, finally understanding why the old dog had suddenly disappeared, and his feelings were on the way first. The two are also fated, and as soon as they were brought up, they saw him pale and dropped on the book, wrapped in a large ball of silk. When I looked up, the dense cobwebs sealed the entire canopy, and the sunlight could not penetrate at all, and the whole place was unusually cold and damp. The spider lifted up the newly caught prey, quickly wrapped the ink weight into a ball with his hands and feet, only showed his head to give him breath, hung him aside, and left.

"Aren't you scared, little boy, why don't you keep screaming" Seeing that someone was as unlucky as himself, someone who had forgotten his situation immediately began to taunt. "You're not the same, old dog!" Never wanting to lose, he immediately began to fight back, and before the two could continue to argue, a terrifying scene happened. As if it was lunchtime, there was a sound of soots, and dozens of spiders, large and small, crawled in front of them along the webs, their furry legs almost rubbing against their faces. Perhaps they were so fresh, that the spiders ignored them and crawled straight onto the older batch, where the animals were all dying and skinny. The spider hissed, like a signal to start the meal, more than a dozen spiders each found one, and inserted the ugly mouthparts into the bodies of these poor guys, injecting some liquid, and for a while all the skinny skinny animals let out an earth-shattering howl, slowly turning into a pile of pus, only a skin pocket, sucking these "broth" spiders left satisfied, leaving more than a dozen skins, quietly hanging on the spider silk. The two of them were looking creepy on the side, they were just too fresh, and sooner or later it would be their turn, such a terrifying way to die, people looked at each other, and they both saw fear in each other's eyes. The man couldn't hold his breath at first, and said to Mo Chong: "Little boy, now only the two of us can escape with cooperation, I see how about settling old accounts after we go out?" "Old dog, what if I save you and you run away first, when I am a three-year-old child, is it easy to deceive?" Mo Zhong said disdainfully. "If you don't cooperate with me, you and I will both die, whichever is more important, I think you understand. "I don't believe you, it's a big deal for everyone to go back to the west together, and there is a good companion on the underworld." The two went toe-to-toe, and neither of them would let anyone.

"Enough!" The man finally couldn't bear it anymore, swung his body, drove his white cocoon, swung to Mozhong's side, opened his mouth to bite Mozhong's white cocoon, and tore off a piece of the cocoon with a snort, "I've shown sincerity, you can trust me." Bite off these threads, and if there are any grievances, go out and settle them. "Think for a moment, please choose to believe this old dog, now is not the time to make a split, and also swing towards him, just like that, you and I tore a huge cocoon apart, and the two people who broke free jumped on different branches for the first time, and opened the posture to prepare to fight. There was a sound of Suosuo, and the two of them suddenly changed color, and they came back too quickly!"Let's go!" The two of them jumped off the tree at the same time, and they slipped away. When the spider returned to the nest and saw that there were two less food in his stockpile, he immediately became furious and ordered his men to pursue it quickly.

"Whew, stop, stop!" the man stopped panting, and waved his hand to the young man who was chasing after him, the wine hollowed out his body, and he couldn't even beat a child after losing his support. "You, what the hell do you want. "Tell me, what's going on with the remnants of the demon race, and I may let you live. "Huh, you don't even know?" "What do you know?" "That slut woman!" "Shut up!" Seeing that Mo Zhong was about to go berserk again, the man quickly slapped himself and secretly scolded himself for being cheap, "You are a woman, your mother is a demon." "How is it possible?" Mo Zhong frowned, the demon race and the human race are endless, how could there be a demon race mixed into the human race and raised him for ten years. "You're lying, my mother doesn't look like a human race at all, so you slander her so much!" "Hmph! She has done her best to hide among us, otherwise she will be directly killed by the power of the human race, a demon race, lurking in the human race, must have a plan. If you are not of my race, their hearts will be different!what!ah!!!" Before he could finish speaking, a huge cloud of spider silk stuck to him, pulling him back into the depths of the jungle. "No, I don't want to die like that!" the man frantically waved his arm, and a flash of blood flashed as he killed himself with the silver knife. Seeing that the prey had committed suicide, the spider hissed angrily, discarded the dead man, and surrounded him in groups. There was a roar, the roar of a great ape, and the spider was frightened, and retreated to a dark place, and screamed unwillingly. Mo Zhong picked up the knife, stroked the words engraved on the knife, and muttered, "Am I a human or a demon?" Looking down, there were four big characters engraved on the knife, "God bless the human race".

"Terrans? If my mother is here, she will let me choose the Terrans. Putting away the knife, Mozhong silently left the bloodstained land.