The short knife is less than a foot long, the back is thick and the blade is thin, the weight is extremely heavy, simple and vigorous, there is not too much ornamentation, only a coat of arms is engraved at the hilt, and it looks a little familiar. Wei Qiqi's heart moved, and he immediately remembered that in the ghost cave, he beheaded a ghost general who used a spear, and dropped a bag with such a mark on it.

The bag was right in his sleeve, holding the Dragon Slaying True Yin Knife.

There was no time to think for a while, Wei Qiqi stepped forward with a knife, moved his muscles and bones, and stabbed into the skin and flesh of the sea hippopotamus until he had no handle.

The demon slave shouted, four or five iron hooks probed and hooked, and they all struggled to tear open the knife edge, Wei Qiqi slashed down again, the short blade was blocked by the bones, he snorted, his right arm swelled jointly, the green tendons collapsed, and he was ruthless, cutting off the thick ribs raw, deep into the viscera, and blood gushed out, drenching him all over his face.

The slender scholar's eyes lit up, and he shouted, "Quick, quickly dig out the heart!"

The demon slaves swarmed forward, the iron hooks were put on one by one, trying their best to separate the knife edges, Wei Qiqi was covered in blood, biting the short knife between his teeth, and inserting his hands into the body of the sea hippo and groping for a while, the deeper and deeper he felt, half of his body probed into it, and it took a lot of effort to find the heart.

Unexpectedly, such a huge body, like a sea hippopotamus like Roshan, has a heart no more than the size of a skull, tough as cowhide, and slippery without leaving a hand. Wei Qiqi took out the short knife, cut it in all directions, bit back between his teeth, hugged his heart with both hands, exerted his strength in his waist and abdomen, and twisted his body to break out.

The slender scholar was excited, and opened his arms and shouted, "Slow down! Slow down! Be careful!

Wei Qiqi shook his hair, blood beads scattered, he sent the heart of the sea hippo forward, the slender scholar was startled, jumped backwards, waved his hand and said, "Don't come here!"

A short demon slave beside him grabbed half a step, opened his bag, and put his heart into it, as if he was holding some fragile treasure, and his legs and feet were a little fluttering. Wei Qiqi's eyes were sharp, and he had already seen that the corner of the bag was also embroidered with a heraldic-like mark, which was the same as the one he had at hand.

The slender scholar waved his hand and said heroically: "The rest is given to you!" The demon slave cheered and rushed forward to divide the corpse of the sea hippopotamus, but there was no Wei XVII who disemboweled, and he couldn't tear the solid flesh and skin, so he could only use an iron hook to pull out the soft viscera, and rummag through the pool of blood.

Wei XVII returned the short knife, the slender scholar admired him a lot, chatted with him for a few words, and asked about the origin of his name, Wei XVII called himself "Han Mu", born in the Deserted North City slave hunting, and was used to being alone, earning a hard meal on the snowfield.

The Kraken's attack on the Deserted North City took a long time, and with such a powerful helper, he could save a lot of effort, the slender scholar put away the short knife, opened his mouth to recruit him, and promised heavy profits, Wei Qiqi hesitated for a moment and agreed.

After saying a few words, the abyssal sea was turbulent, the tide was surging, the kala was like thunder, the kraken had rested enough, and it was in a commotion again, and a line of white waves rolled in, rushing straight to the Wild North City. The slender scholar greeted, and the demon slave immediately abandoned the body of the sea hippopotamus and followed him back to the Deserted North City.

Along the way, Wei Qiqi talked with them and learned that the slender scholar was quite promising, it was Liao Xi, the deacon of the kamikaze camel clan, and the dwarf winter melon that followed him was called Liao Qi, who was Liao Xi's long-term entourage. The kamikaze camel is one of the wealthy clans in the Wild North City, from top to bottom, there are patriarchs, elders, master fathers, stewards, deacons, guards, maids, long attendants, and coolies, but these names are all made up by Wei Seventeen according to the words of the piece, in the "slang" practiced by demon slaves, proper nouns are just a string of meaningless syllables to him, just like they can't detect the internal connection between "Han Mu" and "Han Eighteen".

The demon slave overthrew the oppression of the heavenly demon and turned over to become the master, but the difference between the upper and lower ranks still exists, which is especially obvious in the wealthy family, in fact, the wealthy family in the demon slave is a potential demon guard contender, which is well known and no one has any objections. Among the strong clans that tried to overturn the human-faced dove clan and replace it were kamikaze camels.

Liao Xi is a descendant of the kamikaze camel side branch, his status is not high, he is listed as a deacon, and he only enjoys the worship in the clan, and he is not expected to do anything famous. This time the Kraken attacked the Deserted North City, he didn't plan to go out of the city to "pick up waste", but he heard that the city head killed a few rough and thick sea hippos, so he thought about leaving. Sea hippopotamus is born with infinite strength, when he is dying, all the essence and blood poured into his heart, it is a very good goods, quite valued by several elders in the clan, Liao Xi is cheeky and robbed of business with a dry hunting slave, in order to please the elders and exchange some benefits.

After walking for half an hour, the Wasted North City was close at hand.

From afar, it is a majestic city, surrounded by snowy peaks, like a sleeping snake, only to find that the city wall is actually made of ice and snow that has not melted for thousands of years, and there are countless bones buried in it, different sizes, strange and strange. Wei Qiqi glanced at it a few times, his heart was awe-inspiring, and he faintly noticed the slightest wisp of talisman entangled, if there was nothing, he lowered his eyes and followed behind Liao Qi, not daring to look more, for fear of being noticed.

The guards guarding the city have always been sent by the Hao clan, and this time it happened to be the turn of the kamikaze camel clan, they all knew Liao Xi, and they also knew the purpose of his departure from the city, so they turned sideways and got out of the way one by one, and they didn't check it at all, but stared at the bag in Liao Qi's hand, with envy on their faces. Although the bloodline of the side branch is far away, after all, there is a patriarch to take care of it, even if it is not promising, it still occupies the position of deacon, and they can't envy it.

Wei Qiqi was like this, and Shi Shiran blended into the Wasted North City.

The Deserted North City is divided into two urban districts, the lower urban area is similar to the slums, there is no planning, the potholes are full of ice and snow, a cave in the east and a cave in the west, the snow peaks are chiseled like a hornet's nest, there are those who are able to live in the hole, and those who are not able to sleep in the open space, whoever has a hard fist is the boss, there is nothing to say. The upper district was divided by the three wealthy clans, and the city lord also occupied a lot of territory, and the remaining corners and corners also had their own owners, and those who were qualified to have a place in the upper district of the Wild North City were not simple characters.

Liao Xi was familiar with the way, dismissed a group of demon slaves, passed through the noisy and chaotic lower area, and came to a neat cave, he looked at Wei Qiqi, the corners of his mouth twitched, and ordered him to wait outside, and entered the cave by himself, Liao Qi held the bag and followed closely with two short legs. After a while, Liao Qi came out alone, beckoned Wei Qiqi to wash himself in the nearby spring, cleaned the dirty blood on his body, and led him to a crooked stone house, and told him a few words to rest here for the time being, and not to trespass.

The stone house was at the junction of the upper and lower urban areas, and it was very rough, and the gaps were smeared with a thick layer of wet mud, and it was blown by the wind, and it was frozen to porcelain, but it was not impermeable to the wind and rain, and the house was full of firewood and raw meat, and there was an earthen stove in the corner, and some pots and pans were thrown indiscriminately. Wei Qiqi was not polite, took the iron pot outside the house, scrubbed it, picked up clean ice and snow and filled most of the pot, sat on the stove and boiled it, chopped the hard raw meat, and threw it into a pot to cook.

After a while, the aroma of meat overflowed.