The wind is gentle, and the sun sets a little while.

It's refreshing at dusk in early autumn.

Huangsha City.

An unknown small town in the southern border of the Dragon Blood Continent was named after the yellow sands in the sky for ten months a year.

Lin Hao sat in a simple wine house with long red armor and long hair and a sword hanging on his back, saying that the knights are not like the knights, and the literati are not like the literati. In short, they are not kind, neither literary nor martial, and they don’t think anything is there at a rough look, but as long as you look closely, you can immediately find the strange feeling in it. Of course, no one cares about him. Now at this very moment, I can’t even take care of him, so who cares about other people’s dressing?

"Wine and singing, life is the geometry."

He raised his glass to Danyue who was slowly climbing up, and Lin Hao took a sip of the turbid wine in his hand.

But it is obvious that he is just pretending to be a hypocritical. Now he has changed from a perfect talent to a saint. Just by cell vitality, he can live for at least three thousand years. If the existence of the train and the growth of his later strength, then living for tens of thousands of years is really just a relaxing thing for him.

The reason why he sighed so bored was purely because of the influence of a series of scenes in Huangsha City.

This is a typical ancient city of China. Although there is no dynasty, it has a strong ancient style. The buildings, pavilions, eaves and doors, and even the deserted and dirty streets are full of indescribable flavor. Of course, since it is an ancient city, especially in such poor mountains and bad waters, human life is not worth anything at all.

"Kill him!"

The roar came, a guy in ragged clothes, big and thick, with a blood-like butcher-like appearance, carrying a machete like a dog-legged hand, and blatantly rushed into the wine house with a group of little brothers holding knives, and slashed at Lin Hao with a fierce look. They had been eyeing Lin Hao a long time ago, with a white face, looking like a rich second generation who ran out of Fugui's family, rich and "naive".

"It's really unsatisfactory."

Drinking all the turbid wine in the cup, Lin Hao raised his head slightly, and the cold light filled his eyes.

Wow!

He grabbed a handful of bamboo chopsticks, and Lin Hao waved his hand and swung it out. In an instant, the bamboo chopsticks roared, turning into sharp arrows, accurately piercing the heads of the bandits who rushed up, and like mud soaked in water, it completely collapsed in a blink of an eye.

The wine room was not called a group as I imagined. On the contrary, both the store owner and other drinking guests were very calm. Even a few teenagers stretched their heads to look at the dead bandits with interest. Lin Hao casually glanced at the reactions of the people in the wine room, but he didn't find it strange.

It has been three days since he came to this world. How could he not get used to the coldness here?

"Shopkeeper, check out!"

He lost the gold ingot and Lin Hao left with a knife.

He was flirting with red armor and long hair. He walked step by step and felt a sense of ease, hiding his body, hiding his elegance and fame.

"It's the third day, I have to continue."

He looked up, walked out of the wine house, and looked into the distance.

Things were not as he expected. The train did not send him directly to Qin Shilang and others, and even there was little intersection between the two sides. After all, this was not the limited scene in the past, but a huge continent. As long as Qin Shilang and others thought, they could go from Huangsha City to any other city.

So, in the past three days, Lin Hao found only some fragmentary news.

And because there is no better way, all he can do is to carefully study these fragmented news.

Today, he is going to a demon's cave in the north of the city, which is the last landmark obtained from the scattered information. It is also Lin Hao's last hope in Huangsha City.

...

Huangsha North City, Huangsha Demon Cave.

As the largest demon cave near Huangsha City, it is full of all kinds of demons, powerful but not powerful, evil and gentle. They are pieced together to form a huge demon ecosystem. In this huge demon ecosystem, the twelve demon coaches and the Yellow Sand Demon King who unifies all demons are undoubtedly the top of the food chain.

So, when they gave their order, all the monsters in the demon cave naturally boiled in an instant.

"Look for it, be sure to find out those damn humans."

A little leader demon shouted angrily. Although he said fiercely, he did not have any resentful expressions on his face.

Demons have no emotions, at least they have no feelings for the demon who only oppresses and rules them. The reason they help them do things is purely because of the other party's strength. If someone can kill it, even humans will immediately kneel down and worship as kings. Unlike ordinary humans, low-level demons do not have much wisdom. The only thing they know is that they worship the strong, and the strong are respected.

"yes."

More than a dozen demons nodded, and agreed just as simply, without any emotion on their faces.

Like the little demon leader, they have no feelings for that big boss. Even more than meeting those humans, they want to avoid it far away. After all, those who can assassinate the Yellow Sand Demon King are definitely not simple characters. Once they encounter these little minions, they will die 100%.

It is said that people cherish their lives, but in fact, these low-level demons who have difficulty in practicing are even more cherishing their lives.

Perhaps the same is true for high-level demons, but as the saying goes, high-skilled demons are very brave. With a certain strength to protect themselves, their search is much more effort than the group of low-skill demons. In this way, coupled with the talented and special features of the demons themselves, those humans who are incompatible with the aura of the demon cave were quickly found.

Swish! Bang!

The sword was bitter and the cold was shining.

The first to discover those human demons, their ugly heads were cut in half without any suspense.

"Kill out!"

With a cold shout, the man who came out of the sword flew away, slashed the long sword in succession, rolled up ice lights, and continued to slaughter the demons.

Everyone behind him came out one after another, without saying much nonsense, and fled as he said.

However, soon, with the arrival of the twelve demon coaches and the Yellow Sand Demon King, the situation was reversed in an instant. This is normal. After all, the twelve demon coaches are comparable to primary saints, and the Yellow Sand Demon King can be regarded as intermediate saints. There are only eleven of them, and not all of them are saints. The most powerful Ice Sword Captain, who faces the Yellow Sand Demon King, was also beaten up more than hell.

In this way, as time goes by, more and more demons gather, the battle situation becomes more and more fierce.

The eleven-person team struggled to support it, but it was like a dam hit by a flood. Although it could withstand a moment, it was only a moment.

"I really don't know how expensive it is if I don't take charge of the family."

Holding an ice gun, the young man with a weird appearance sighed, and took advantage of the attack, and said to everyone: "I thought after this period of training, we could overcome the disadvantage of Lin Hao's absence, but unexpectedly, we were about to fall to the ground just by stepping into the first mission of the Tenth Train."

Fighting hard and unable to get out, this is their current state.

They lost the captain in the Saints Battle not long ago. Although it seemed that the team was not much different from the previous one, in fact, no matter which aspect, after the person was gone, they all fell from the first-class team. Even so, they would not have been killed in the first ten-digit train mission. But I don’t know whether it was a coincidence or something, the guy who was originally a demon handsome guy in this target actually broke through and became the Yellow Sand Demon King in one fell swoop.

"We have to fight out."

He shouted coldly in his heart, and the man holding the ice sword murmured, "No matter what, he must fight out!"

It was not for survival or for missions. She just thought that when he reappeared one day, the team would still be presented to him.

"The ice withered!"

The ice light splashed, the cold air filled the air, and the man shook the sword with a cold light, sweeping violently.

The Yellow Sand Demon King forced him to come. For him, the woman in front of him was the most powerful enemy in this team. Although it seemed that it would not pose any threat to him at the moment, the so-called lion fighting against the rabbit was still using all his strength. In the eyes of the Yellow Sand Demon King, only dead people could truly be without threat. Therefore, it is the wisest choice to do everything in one go and kill her at the fastest speed.

So, under the yellow sand bags, the woman holding the ice sword no longer had the possibility of "escaping" the yellow sand demon king.

"Run out."

The main attacker transferred and the woman holding the sword led everyone to continue rushing outward was a young man wearing black armor, handsome face, holding a black giant hammer with a significant difference in body shape.

But the Yellow Sand Demon King is difficult to deal with, and the twelve demon coaches are not easy characters.

In addition, the three layers of the outer three layers here brought many demons around them, and these people broke through again and again and failed repeatedly. When everyone suffered injuries to varying degrees due to the twelve demon generals, the situation that was originally bad immediately became worse and worse.

"I really want to be buried here?"

My heart trembled, and everyone thought of a possibility at the same time.

I only realized the value of life after dying once. The feeling of the body gradually getting cold, the strength fading, and the consciousness collapsed is too depressing and too painful.

"Lin Hao, forgive me for not being able to wait for you to come back."

The longbow was tense, and the woman at the end of the team had her eyes rising, but she was preparing to sacrifice herself.

The same idea as the woman holding the ice sword before, she just wanted the man to see this team at the moment of returning.

But what she didn't expect was that just when she was mobilizing her power and preparing to have a crazy attack, suddenly, a black and red sword light slashed, tearing a hole in the inner and outer three layers of demons. Then, a figure wearing red armor, floating hair, holding a long sword, and looking at them with a smile on his face.

"Hey!"

He made a sound, grinning and revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"Lin Hao!"

"team leader!"

Everyone exclaimed, with amazement on their faces.

They never thought that goodbye would be like this.

"Kill it!"

Lin Hao didn't have that much complex emotion. With a long sword, he let out a low whistle, and swept across like a whirlwind again.
Chapter completed!