The middle-aged head of the guard was covered with sweat, and all that was in his eyes was panic.

Standing in place trembling, not daring to move.

He still has a family, and he can't run.

"Take it."

Yu Mo whispered, and several staff members of the Dark Pavilion stepped forward, grabbed the middle-aged man, and dragged him away.

The eyes of the surrounding people gradually brightened.

This remote city, which has been oppressed for a long time, seems to suddenly have the existence of light again.

Their eyes fell on Yu Mo in unison, a little excited.

"Heh..."

Yu Mo chuckled and glanced at everyone.

It's obviously smiling, obviously this person is still eliminating evil for them just now, but at a glance, I always feel a little chill in my heart.

Even they themselves don't know why.

If you have to explain.

Maybe...

It can only be said that this person is a little different from the hero in their impression.

There were no impassioned statements.

Didn't say anything warm to the masses.

Just kill calmly and leave peacefully.

With a hint of alienation.

It's as if there's a ditch between this person and them, and it's daunting.

Inaccessible.

It wasn't until the wheelchair faded away, looking at the blood on the ground, that the people let out a cry of surprise.

This Zhang Qing is really dead.

You know, he's six jue, and Moge really killed him?

"It's... Just the beginning. ”

The departing figure in the wheelchair whispered, coughing lightly.

His face seemed to be a little paler.

……

Demon Domain.

The rest of his life shuttles through the plains, and the bow hides his own figure.

Not far away, a low-level antelope was wandering aimlessly, its horns were sharpened and its mouth had evolved sharp teeth.

It looks like it's filled with a bit of a fierce aura out of thin air.

Yu Sheng's footsteps were slow, his eyes patrolled around, and after making sure that there were no other demon beasts around, he slowly touched the antelope's side, and the fishing line in his hand was wrapped by him into a ferrule, shook gently, and accurately put it in the antelope's neck.

Suddenly.

The antelope fell to the ground with a bang, splashing dust.

There was a circle of blood marks on his neck, and he was struggling hard.

It's just that because the fur is too hard, the antelope is only deeply scarred, but it is still alive.

Yu Sheng's expression was calm from beginning to end, and he wrapped the end of the fishing line around the dagger, and stuck the dagger in a nearby tree, and after fixing it, he walked a few steps to the antelope.

A flash of cold light.

Precisely on the throat of the antelope.

Merely...

The antelope still roared, but its voice was choppy.

The huge body is still struggling.

"Is the neck structure different between a monster and a human?"

Yu Sheng looked at the struggling antelope thoughtfully, and looked around again, and there were already demon beasts in the distance who heard the movement here and began to rush towards this side.

only had time to wipe a random knife in the throat according to his previous experience, looking at the antelope that was gradually losing its breath, the bottle flashed and put the body away.

Take back the fishing line, dagger, and the rest of your life is like a god of death swimming in the dark, following the escape path that has been planned for a long time, and disappears.

After about half a minute, several green wolves had a faint green glow in their eyes, and their noses twitched slightly as they looked at the blood stained on the ground where the antelope's carcass had been.

But in the end, it seemed a little dazed.

The smell of blood remained, but the path could not be traced.

Something strange.

In a tree hollow, the rest of his life fell into contemplation.

First of all, the antelope of a first-level demon beast does not bring much gray gas.

It's not even as good as a stand-up comedy.

But the victory is in small profits and quick turnover.

However, the fur of the first-level demon beast is already so tough that it is difficult to cut even the fishing line, unless the demon beast itself runs at high speed and collides with it.

As for the throat area, it is even more different from a person.

If you act according to your experience in the city of sin, you can easily make mistakes and bury yourself.

"More experiments are needed..."

Yu Sheng groaned, and once again vigilantly drilled out of the tree hole and left in a different direction.

After a few minutes or so, I came back in thought.

"The skin of a yak is tougher than that of an antelope."

"The power will also be greater."

"To cut the throat, do you have to deviate about an inch upwards to kill you with a single sword?"

"The data is still not accurate enough."

So, in the next whole day, the rest of his life took this tree hole as the center of the circle, the base, and gradually spread into the distance, looking for a lone low-level demon beast, and constantly doing various experiments.

For example, how to kill with one sword, summarize a series of tests of defense strength, speed, strength, and so on.

It was not until late at night that the tree hole was covered, and on the premise of maintaining vigilance, it was properly rested.

And the surrounding demon beasts were in a panic.

Seem...

Something isn't quite right.

The atmosphere was somewhat eerie, as if a lot of demons had died, but there were no corpses in sight.

It's like a paranormal event.

Many times I have already heard the roar of my kind, and after it has passed, there is nothing.

Even if their spiritual intelligence is not high, more often they just rely on their most primitive beast thoughts, but in this way, they can always react something.

The moonlight rises into the sky.

One by one, the monsters returned to their territory and crawled on the ground.

Goshawks, vultures, and the like stand on the top of trees.

Absorbs the faint energy of the moonlight.

For a while, the Thousand Miles Demon Plain, which was a little noisy during the day, suddenly became silent.

Only some demon beasts with weak predation ability, or those who are not able to draw energy from the moonlight, will choose to hunt at night.

Pure laws of nature.

Yu Sheng in the tree hole quietly opened his eyes, and his figure came out of the tree hole vigorously.

Take advantage of the moonlight and take out a drawing.

This is the map and information that Sun Wen bought with a lot of money in the hands of those demon domain hunters before he came.

Including what kind of natural treasures are in some places.

And the hazard level is indicated.

And what the rest of my life is looking at now is the part of the Thousand Miles Demon Plain.

After confirming the coordinates, he put away the map, and spent the rest of his life shuttling through the grassland, bypassing the demon beasts one by one, and hiding himself perfectly in the night.

If you don't look closely, you can only faintly see a shadow flashing.

Silently.

In just two hours, the rest of his life walked a distance of dozens of miles, until he saw a lake not far away, and his footsteps slowly stopped.

The lake is not very big.

There were also a few demon beasts by the lake, their eyes closed, and their breathing was heavy.

Accompanied by breathing, there is a demonic energy constantly exhaling.

And in the lake, too, a swimming shadow can be seen from time to time.

On the surface of the lake, several lotus flowers bloomed, and in the moonlight, they emitted a faint halo.

And in the center of the lake, an old turtle floats on the surface of the lake.

Even if these white lotuses were so dazzling, no one dared to move.

Obviously, it is the exclusive property of the old turtle.