Chapter Seventy-Seven: Life and Death!

A three-way road appeared in front of him, Ye Ming ran straight to the left, and as soon as his body disappeared, a brown boulder flickered slightly on the side of the three-way road, and a figure walked out.

This person's whole body exudes the same color as a rock, and it is with the help of spiritual skills that he will not be able to detect it at all.

"Hehe, you are not very old, people are not stupid, do not run in the direction of the academy, but take the direction of the misty forest, which also prolongs your life by an hour, you must know that on the way to the academy, there are more people waiting for you, and you will die faster, but it doesn't matter, the misty forest will be your burial place!"

The man smiled coldly, took out the spirit talisman in his right hand and tore it apart, and suddenly, on the way to Gantang Academy, some hidden killers also withdrew and rushed towards the direction of the misty forest.

At the same time, the man in the cloak behind also received the news, and he sneered at the moment.

"Thirteen, follow him, we will be there later, and then there will be an ambush on all sides!"

Whoosh!

More than thirty monks from the Dark Blood Camp all rushed towards the Misty Forest.

In the Baiyue Kingdom, in addition to the dart bureau, there are more killer organizations, and the Dark Blood Camp is one of them, this killer battalion stays in the area of Mochizuki City all the year round, in addition to occasional tasks, sometimes robs and kills monks on the road.

This time, he was invited by the Wu family to assassinate a disciple of the Academy, and the task reward was very rich - three thousand yuan stones!

For this task, they are bound to succeed!

On the other side, Ye Ming was getting closer and closer to the Misty Forest, but what made him suspicious was that he hadn't encountered any killers along the way, of course, after thinking about it, he also understood!

The other party wants to assassinate himself in the misty forest, so that the tail of the hand is smaller.

Sou!

As soon as he entered the misty forest, the smell of ancient people came to his nose, Ye Ming stepped on the dead leaves, and ran all the way, but there was still silence behind him, except for the occasional birdsong, there was no human voice.

"Didn't they catch up?"

Ye Ming muttered to himself in his heart, just wanted to rush forward, at this time, the aura of danger rippled in his heart, and subconsciously, he hurriedly lay down.

Whoosh!

As soon as the person lay down, several golden eagle birds crossed over Ye Ming's head, instantly cutting off several huge trees in front of him, and finally disappeared into the depths of the forest.

"Good Risk"

Ye Ming gasped and hurriedly rushed into the depths again when the trees in front of him fell.

He was now finally sure that the killing machine was following behind him, and if it hadn't been for his quick reaction before, he would have been seriously injured now.

Sou!

Under the dense branches, Ye Ming leaned over slightly, running like a leopard, and his body was strong, and the speed of running at extreme speed was no slower than that of Shuxiu gliding in the low altitude, and even in the dense woods, he was more agile.

An hour later, Ye Ming leaned against a giant tree and muttered in his heart: "The Misty Forest is vast and boundless, if you flee like this, you should be able to escape from those killers." ”

Thinking so in his mind, suddenly Ye Ming's eyes froze, and he saw that on a branch not far from him, a small bird with a pitch-black body was standing quietly, the bird was no bigger than a fist, and its cold pupils were looking coldly.

"Damn it, Nighthawk!"

Ye Ming was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes widened, he didn't say much, his feet moved, and he fled wildly again, and as soon as the others left, the big tree he was leaning on suddenly exploded, and the flames were surging, obviously, there was a magic cultivator in the distance who attacked with spiritual skills.

Escaping the disaster again, Ye Ming's face was pale, since he was a child, it was the first time he experienced the great difficulty of escaping, and it was also the first time he faced such a catastrophe of life and death.

However, the situation was urgent, and Ye Ming didn't have time to think about it, and muttered: "The Nighthawk Talisman has been following me, if you don't solve it, it's useless to flee anywhere!"

The Nighthawk Talisman is the pitch-black bird from before, and it is a common supervision talisman for Dan Fu Xiu, as long as the bird does not disappear for a day, Ye Ming's whereabouts have been locked.

"If I deal with that nighthawk, in this short period of time, there will be enough for those guys to surround me, and then the situation will be even more critical!" Ye Ming thought quickly in his mind.

One, continue to escape, but because of the Nighthawk Talisman, the killer behind him has been chasing him!

Second, solve the Nighthawk, this advantage, can be separated from the killer's sight and hide in the misty forest, but the disadvantage is obvious, it takes a little time to solve the Nighthawk Talisman, and it is easy to be besieged at that time.

"I have to go the second way, solve the nighthawk, after all, the longer the time drags on, the more physical exertion I have, and they keep chasing me!"

Boiled frogs in warm water!

If you don't solve the problem in front of you, you just live a little longer!

With a decision, Ye Ming suddenly stopped, his eyes searched around, and after a while, he saw a pitch-black bird on a branch again, and at that moment he stepped on it, and through the branch, he went straight to the bird.

The nighthawk seemed to be lifelike, but it was actually a dead thing, made of various materials and Yuan Stone, and had only one effect, and that was supervision.

If it weren't for the occasional guidance of the old man Fengge, Ye Ming would not be able to recognize this nighthawk now, the old man of Fengge was also a casual cultivator back then, and he was very familiar with all kinds of things in the outside world.

"Give me death!"

After jumping on the branch, Ye Ming stretched out his right hand and suddenly grabbed the nighthawk, and then with a force, a woman's exclamation suddenly sounded, and the next moment, the entire nighthawk turned into black smoke and disappeared.

"Solved!"

Ye Ming's heart was relieved, and he hurriedly jumped to the ground, just as he wanted to run away, but at the moment it was slow!

Although the time to deal with the Nighthawk is short, the killer who is in hot pursuit is very fast, and it can catch up in a few breaths.

All this is as he guessed, once the nighthawk is solved, then the end will also be surrounded by people.

In the woods, several paths were blocked, and four figures appeared like ghosts, all of whom were in their thirties, and if there was no murderous aura all over their bodies, they were also monks who made a living by killing.

Among them, a man in a cloak leaned against a tree, but he was biting a small grass in his mouth.

"Look at you, at most fifteen or sixteen years old, but the prudence is beyond ordinary people, you can actually find the Nighthawk Talisman, but although the Nighthawk has solved it, your situation is more dangerous!"

The man in the cloak turned his head to look, and under the brim of his hat, a cold smile appeared.

Seeing this, Ye Ming's heart was solemn, but his face was calm and said, "Yes, I think that only by solving the Nighthawk Talisman can I survive!"

"Hehe, little guy, your self-confidence is quite strong, but unfortunately, if it were another time, I would have let you go, but you will not be able to escape death today by taking people's money and eliminating disasters for others!"

The cloaked man's voice was deep and tinged with a seductive magnetism.

Ye Ming smiled and moved his neck slightly: "Death or life, this is unknown for the time being, you are under the order of the second young master Wu, don't worry, if I don't die, then he will die, but before that, I want to know the name of the person who assassinated me!"

"Haha, I've killed so many people, but there are very few people as calm and confident as you, although as a killer industry, your problem is taboo, but I can let you die to understand that we are a dark blood camp!"

As soon as these words fell, the cloaked man's cloak fluttered, and his breath rippled, and for a moment, Ye Ming felt like he was in the clouds and mist, dazed.

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