No one knows exactly how it will go but its designer. Dai Yana didn't tell him if there was an instruction manual or if the reference manual had been copied, but the guests came anyway to see how confident he looked.

"Do you know the way?" Xia Ming asked.

In one of the drawers at the head of the seat, there was a wooden board that was not fixed, and when it was pressed gently, the sound of the gears turning the mechanism came from under his feet. The seemingly connected stone bricks suddenly split into two neat halves, and the door slowly opened, revealing a staircase that sloped downward, and the view was only two or three meters before the darkness drowned out.

"I don't know!" he looked down, as if afraid of the darkness. But he added, "But will the ant not know how to get through its palace?"

Xia Ming also said, "No." ”

He removed a long wooden box from his back, and before he could open it, Xia Ming had already seen something that seemed to rush out, shaking constantly, and the wooden box couldn't hold it in his hand.

He threw the wooden box down, and at the moment when the wooden box broke, Xia Ming saw that an object covered in scale armor was bounced up by the stairs of the corridor, and it curled up in the air and fell straight down.

"This is a spirit puppet made of 'source' stones. Before Xia Ming could ask what it was, the man had already told him, "It is very sensitive to objects made of 'source', and it can find holy relics by following it." ”

Xia Ming was suspicious: "You didn't come to steal the corpse. ”

"Corpses?" the man was stunned for a moment, then said, "Are you interested in corpses?"

"No, it won't. Xia Ming said, "I thought you liked it, why are you not here to pay attention to the corpse?"

"As a hostage, you don't have the right to know. He patted Xia Ming sideways and urged, "Let's go, hostage." ”

Xia Ming walked in front, and he suddenly turned around halfway through, "Hey, if you don't leave, I'm going to run." ”

The man stood motionless at the entrance of the labyrinth, like a shadow that had never existed, except for the silver hunting knife, which stretched out from the darkness, and he pointed it at him with Xia Ming's hunting knife. With a rumbling sound, Xia Ming watched as he gradually closed outside the stone slab.

The cold wind is gradually sharpening, and it may be normal in the hall of this building that can gather wind currents. But what was that fishy smell? It had been there for a long time, before he felt it. This thing has been lurking in a corner of the darkness for an unknown amount of time.

As if he knew that he had been discovered, he only heard a low breathing sound, and the fishy smell in the hall suddenly became more than ten times stronger. The man looked up at the top of the wall, where a stone sculpture suddenly jumped

Down, the candle flame on the table flickered, and the behemoth fell, stepping right on his shadow.

It was a wolf, a behemoth, exactly two floors high on an ordinary floor, its bones growing out of its body, piercing its thick fur like a sharp weapon in the outside, and those two eyes were like red-hot iron, which looked particularly hideous and terrifying in the dark.

It's not a stone sculpture at all, and there isn't a single stone sculpture here.

But, that's the monster, why is it here.

He did not have the arrows and crossbows of the hunter's auxiliary maneuver, nor did he have the heavy armor of the knights.

However, he happened to have a hunting knife in his hand, and the hunting knife happened to be used to hunt monsters.

He didn't seem to have hunted monsters, and said, "Isn't this the same as killing someone?" His voice was cold, if Xia Ming was here, he would definitely think that they were not the same person.

He may have been a little shorter, standing in front of the monster no more than half of its forelimbs, but that was enough. He slashed like the wind, surrounding the monster's body, and in a matter of seconds, he left large and small knife marks on the monster's limbs, and the blood was twisted into ice cubes as soon as it splashed out, and even if it didn't condense into ice, the blood was essentially him.

The monster flicked its limbs and tried to slap the fly-like thing to death, but even if it wasn't very sensitive, it had an agile enough body, but it couldn't even reach the corners of the man's clothes.

The crack in the wound clotted and shattered, shattered and congealed, and it had to scream in an attempt to drink him back. It may know the consequences of doing so, but it is completely furious. The floor turned into rubble under its giant palms, but he stabbed again and again, stabbing one after another, steady and fast, not in a hurry at all. It must have been a conspiracy, and he suddenly seemed to understand, and his body froze, and when the monster came back "clumsily", he stabbed it in the throat.

He suspected that this was a conspiracy, and even though they turned the tiger away from the mountain and attacked the west, he also fell for someone else's borrowed knife to kill people.

And that's just a coincidence. If it's too coincidental, it's often just a coincidence, and I don't know who told him the crooked reasoning. Moreover, he actually hopes that it is a coincidence, and he also hopes that it is a coincidence.

The huge iron door was struck by it and moved slightly, after all, it was a huge life, and sealing the throat could not kill people immediately, let alone a monster. By the time the monster struggled to pounce on him, he had retreated into the shadows in the distance.

He withdrew the knife and let it die slowly.

The stone slabs on the ground slowly opened again, and he didn't know how long he could stay here. But as soon as the slate opened a door to the house, Xia Ming rushed out and stretched out his hand to grab him. As soon as the man hesitated, Xia Ming had already grabbed his sword and said to the hall that had been turned into ruins: "Who is the master here, please show up quickly." ”

His body tightened, his fingers unconsciously grasped the hunting knife, and the man asked in a low voice, "Did you do it on purpose or seriously?" ”

Xia Ming didn't nod or shake his head, he still stood there without moving, but he already understood what Xia Ming meant.

Xia Ming didn't ask a second time, he reached behind his waist, where there was an arrow crossbow, the claw of the normal crossbow hissed through the air, the arrow arrived, the person arrived, the arrow was accurately nailed to the monster's right shoulder, at the same time, Xia Ming also jumped behind its head, ready to give it a fatal blow.

With a ding, a hunting knife stood in front of him.

The monster lay on the ground, its wounds healing rapidly.

It was after this man appeared, no, it was the wound that was rotting and expanding, the knife wounds were filled with rotten flesh, and the purple ice chips were squeezed out.

Xia Ming jumped out of the door, this hostage was afraid that he would not be able to do it.

"Hostage, don't try to run. Next to him, suddenly a guest dressed in black appeared.

"Who is he, the hunter of your academy?" asked the black-clothed guest, looking at the hunter on the back of the monster's corpse.

Although he was cloaked in a cloak and a hat, and his limbs were stubby, the blade in his hand was indeed a hunting knife.

"He's 'Night'" Xia Ming said, "I guess!"

The man nodded and said, "That is, the enemy." He asked, "Why did he stop you?"

Xia Ming said, "In short, I want to take off his mask and see his true face." You don't have to worry about it, go find your stuff. ”

The man was ashamed to say it in his heart. In fact, Xia Ming was just talking, could it be that he dared to leave the hostages.

Then they both stood in silence in the unmelted snow, and the hunter had done something unthinkable, and he slashed at the monster's head twice, and the inferior blade suddenly snorted, and the steam rose, and then he stretched out his right hand and stabbed into the monster's skull, grabbing out a blue, steaming thing, and the viscous liquid dripping down his indistinguishable fist.

Xia Ming heard the sound of retching from the guest next to him, he himself was no better, he seemed to have drunk that kind of thing, and the smell of the mud returned to his sense of smell at this moment.

The mysterious hunter paid no attention to them, and instead slowly retreated, disappearing into the dim sight.

In the distance, the forest suddenly lit up with sparks, and there were quite a few people.

"Damn!" Xia Ming said.

"Shouldn't I say that?" said the guest.

Xia Ming said: "I'm just helping you say that I want to save you more strength to run away." I'm so good, I don't think I need to be a hostage. ”

He was gone, like a flowing shadow, silently. Xia Ming finally heard a cold snort, as if it came from the shadow behind him, which made the cold hairs on his whole body stand up, because he found that the voice was thin and sharp, and it was also a little beautiful, like a woman!

At this time, everyone rushed over, and when they saw the corpse of the monster lying on the ground, they applauded. The monster that they dared to search for was hunted by him alone, worthy of the legendary "cheater", and it was also a role model for their senior class.

And most of them are seniors, and even some of them have been mixed in the freshman entrance examination, and the information of "cheaters" has long been known to them. They all have to admit that they are the worst in the territory, because this is the hunter.