After dinner, the fatty and tender rabbit meat and clear spring entered the throat, and the body and mind felt much better on the funeral night. The high-intensity combat and labor made him a little powerless.

The cold starlight of spring sprinkled from the sky, and the originally green and dense forest was covered with a hazy and mysterious veil.

At this moment, in the valley, the corner of the boy's mouth by the campfire tightly bit the cloth belt hanging on the green clothes, and his forehead was covered with white sweat, and he washed the ragged shirt of the battle with clean water, and turned it into rags, which were used to make new bandages, which were used to close his left hand and bandage the wound.

On the young man's left shoulder, red blood remained under the crimson skin, "The wound is still cracked!"

Funeral Night took the medical spatula and gently scraped his left arm, the blood in the original wound flowed out more and more, and from time to time he injected soul power, pointed hard at the wound and then pulled away. "Force out the remaining attacking soul power in your body, and then stop the bleeding. ”

The silent night slipped quietly, the burial night hovered on the stone, meditating, constantly solidifying his soul power, his whole body felt hot, and the soul power of the water attribute was wrapped in his body, this was his self-exploration recovery method, through last night's soul power a large number of outside the side, forcing out excess energy, which can make the next day's soul power more abundant, but also let him have a beautiful dream, so that he can sleep peacefully.

The next morning, the sun rose in the sky, and the haze of yesterday quietly dissipated. Today's clouds and mist in the dense forests of the Southern Regions are much less than yesterday, and the sun is high, and the dazzling sunlight shines into the colorful trees.

"Search, search carefully, it must be nearby. ”

"The wild boar forest in Yanhe Village and the toad Qiu in Xigang Village have been searched, and they said that they have been closely watching. Only yesterday's imp is the most likely to appear here. ”

"Could it be that you escaped into the depths of the jungle?"

"It's impossible, there are poisonous snakes and fierce tigers in the depths of the dense forest, they are all high-level magical beasts, and they will undoubtedly die if they go in!"

"Look carefully, the leader has another one who must see people alive or dead, otherwise our village slaughter may face the scourge of death, and we must not leave a living mouth. ”

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At this moment, the funeral night rolled up in the valley tent, and vaguely heard the noisy crowd. He immediately woke up without sleep, and got up immediately: "There is a valley in front, and high valleys on both sides, if it is exposed here, it can be said that it is impossible to escape with wings, and it must be transferred." ”

He hid in a hidden bush on the high ground, and looked at the thieves not far away, who were holding spiritual power tracking instruments, and entered and exited this place in batches. He naturally thought that these people were here to hunt him down.

"One, two, three...... Sixty" vision through the bushes, Burial Night counted a total of sixty thieves, because the Burial Night suppressed the soul power, he couldn't perceive the strength of these 60 thieves, but he could feel it with his consciousness, generally around the middle stage of psychic, but there were obviously three thieves with different levels of leaders, their strength was very strong, and Funeral Night speculated that there should be the middle stage of the Spirit Realm.

"No, if you go on like this, you'll be found sooner or later, you have to find a way!" The funeral night knew that although the area of this hunting ground was not small, it was only a matter of time before 60 people searched for him.

Taking advantage of the shrubs' concealment, Funeral Night moved behind a search team. There are a total of 5 people in the team, and the funeral night senses that the other party's cultivation is all in the psychic realm, and it deviates from the direction of the search force.

Funeral Night crept up to the treetops diagonally opposite where they were, and he picked up his hunting knife in both hands, and suddenly a poisonous snake leaped down from the treetops like a prey. "Click" in an instant, and the two thieves were instantly blocked.

"It's not good, there's a situation!" The other three thieves reacted and quickly burst their soul power, and one of them was about to raise his flare gun, but was instantly killed by the Burial Night Flying Knife.

The cold light of the burial night flickered, and his eyes were staring at the remaining two thieves, he rushed forward in an instant, only to hear a loud noise, and the two water explosion bombs in his hands went straight into the bodies of the remaining two thieves.

The strength of the thieves is not strong, most of them are ordinary people who are exiled from crimes, usually fill their own pockets, and almost never practice soul power. After all, people are flesh, and they can't resist the blade of a sharp weapon, unless their soul power reaches a certain level to have the ability to extract bones that are invulnerable.

"There!" Not long after, the large army in the distance heard the wind, and the dozens of people who were pressed by the black pressure all approached in the direction where the funeral night was.

Funeral Night quickly picked up the hunting knife and dagger left on the thief's body, jumped up to the treetops, and fled like a monkey. He has learned hunting skills since he was a child, and his daily continuous labor and spiritual cultivation have made his reflexes and body sensitive and different from ordinary people.

However, the funeral night was still chased by the thieves, and it was impossible to get rid of it, and the distance was getting closer and closer, and the other party had three late stages of the psychic realm, and each cultivation could make his all-round ability soar.

In just a few tens of seconds, a big thief with a stubble on his face could only meet on the night of the funeral. He pulled out the hidden weapon from his cuff with the palm of his hand and kept throwing it at the funeral night.

Finally, Funeral Night was hit in the leg by a hidden weapon and nearly fell from the treetops. He stopped abruptly.

"Huh!" The stubble thief concentrated his soul power on the funeral night, and slammed his fist. he

Leap out of the tree where you are standing and fly to the funeral night. The strong soul power is still at hand.

"Tidal Palm. "Burial Night has actually been observing him with his residual vision, seeing him jump into the air, Funeral Night struck hard, and the soul power of his left hand was like a shark in the ocean devouring. With a blow from his left palm, he only heard a "poof" sound, and the stubble man spat blood from his mouth and collapsed to the ground from the air.

Ordinary power can't be so powerful at all, Funeral Night and Stubble Dahan are both in the middle of the psychic realm, originally the two should be evenly matched when they collide, but Funeral Night holds a ghost hand, that extraordinary power blessing, and the speed and power of the stubble thief are hard to kill him.

"His grandmother's! chase, don't let his kid run. The rest of the thieves cursed, but turned around and ran away.

The thieves' physical balance is poor, and there are big trees in the dense forest, but they are not completely stupid, and the two powerhouses of the Spirit Transformation Realm took a detour and gambled in advance on the way forward on the funeral night.

"Get me down!" A spirit realm thief wearing a steel helmet concentrates his soul power to shake the branches of the Burial Night Tree. A strong wind hit, and the funeral night fell to the ground, and the butt hit the ground fiercely.

"Up!" In an instant, a large number of thieves picked up the machetes in their hands and slashed towards the funeral night.

"Very good! If you want to play big, then I'll have to leave a few more pads for death." As he spoke, he ignored the pain and ripped off the bandage on his tight left arm.

His eyes were reddening, his mind exploded with a roar, his heart pounding, his bones rattling, and his fangs open.

"It's you who killed my grandfather. ”

"It's you who have destroyed my village. ”

"You are the same who will take my life. ”

"I will destroy you all. ”

At this moment, his spirit collapsed, and he seemed to have entered a dark vortex, and his mind was full of hatred and injustice... He gradually lost consciousness.