The next day.

Full moon night.

The brilliance of the bright moon shines on the burnt red soil.

A group of people are walking on the dirt.

There were more than a hundred people, and the two leaders were a serious man in green clothes and a short beard, and the other was a majestic man in brocade clothes and a curly beard.

However, there were only about forty people following the former, and the others followed the majestic man.

Further forward, there is a fisherman walking with his back bent.

The fisherman was leading the way with a sad face.

But that’s no one’s fault.

A few months ago, he accidentally entered a secret place and obtained a treasure. After coming out, he started to trade carefully.

Then, more than a month ago, he entered the secret realm again and obtained another treasure.

After getting the treasure twice in a row, he got a little carried away and showed it off everywhere. Only then did he fall into the eyes of interested people, and was captured by Ding Reindeer to lead the way.

The road is long and the surrounding air is getting hotter and hotter.

Most of them are masters of the fifth realm and have been in the first-level spiritual energy land all year round, so they can tolerate such hot air.

The fisherman was already wiping his sweat.

Fan Cui said impatiently: "Old man, how long does it take to arrive?"

The fisherman said solemnly: "Master, hurry up, hurry up."

Fan Cui shouted: "Be careful, don't look for the wrong place!"

"Yes, yes," the fisherman hurriedly agreed.

Fan Cui ran over again, nodded and bowed to Fan Xijing, and said to please him: "Father, the old man said he will be here soon."

Fan Xuking laughed and said, "Your benefits are indispensable."

"Thank you, foster father."

After saying this, Fan Cui came closer and said with a smile, "I also want to tell my adoptive father a happy event."

"Oh? What's the matter?" Fan Xuking seemed to be guessing, with a lustful light in his eyes.

Fan Cui listened and whispered, "My son has found out clearly that Zhao Huaiyue actually has a sister who is like a fairy, especially those long legs that could pinch a person's soul when crossed."

"Is this happening?" Fan Xuking's eyes shone brightly, "There are actually two beauties around that person named Zhao?"

Fan Cui said: "It's absolutely true. My foster father and the others are outsiders. Even if something happens, the Ice and Fire Kingdom won't care."

Fan Xijing's eyes rolled up, "If it's true as you said, my adoptive father will definitely reward you. I'll just give you one to play with when the time comes."

Fan Cui said: "My son doesn't dare."

Fan Xijing said: "You deserve it for being so filial."

This team was moving forward, but they had no idea that there was a ghostly black shadow following them not far or near.

The black shadow seemed to blend into the night, and seemed to be endowed with extra powerful power by the night, making it look a bit weird and terrifying.

And the conversation between "father and son" in the distance also faintly fell into the ears of the black shadow.

However, the shadow didn't seem to have any emotional fluctuations, and still followed unhurriedly.

Suddenly, the black shadow stopped.

Just because the team in front stopped.

The fisherman was circling around, seeming to discern something, and suddenly he ran towards the seaside.

The water here is so hot that it reflects the shadow of an extinct volcano.

The fisherman rushed over and shouted: "It's right here, it's right here!"

Fan Xijing and Ding's reindeer hurried away, and others followed and rushed to the beach.

But looking around, I didn't see any secret entrance at all.

Fan Cui rushed forward and said, "Old guy, where are you?"

"Right here, in this shadow!" The fisherman pointed to the shadow of the extinct volcano on the sea.

The moonlight is strong tonight, so the shadows cast in the sea are particularly clear.

Everyone looked at the mountain shadow reflected in the sea water, a little surprised.

On Ding Reindeer's side, Ding Jianxin stepped forward and asked: "Old man, this is obviously a reflection, how can it be the entrance?"

But Fan Cui didn't have such a good temper. He went up and pushed the fisherman hard and said: "Old man, you go in first and then come out!"

Ding Jianxin had long been unhappy with Fan Cui. Seeing him treat the fisherman so cruelly now, she wanted to get angry. However, thinking of Uncle Shuanggui's words of "the overall situation is more important" and Mr. Reindeer's words of "cooperation first", she decided

He forced himself to endure it, clenching his fists tightly and his face full of anger.

Fan Cui glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, showed a playful smile, then pushed the fisherman hard and said, "Hurry up!"

The fisherman had no choice but to kneel down carefully, then lie on his stomach and point his hand towards the mountain shadow.

At this point, the mountain shadow did not disperse.

Immediately, the fisherman's lingering mountain shadow climbed over and disappeared after a while.

Everyone's eyes showed excitement. There must be ruins of the Immortal Family in places like this. This is a real chance.

After about a few minutes, the shadow suddenly became darker, and a human head poked out of it.

Everyone hurriedly drew their swords, but after taking a closer look, they realized it was a fisherman.

The fisherman was sweating profusely. After crawling out, he gasped and said, "Everyone, the secret realm is inside. It's not big inside, but there is a blood-red monster sleeping, but it won't wake up."

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Fan Xijing and Ding Reindeer looked at each other, then each left a few people outside to support them, and then led the others into the secret realm following the mountain shadow.

The sea water rises with the wind under the moonlight, like a golden dragon dancing wildly.

Baishan hid behind a rock and quietly observed the distance.

The fisherman lowered his head slightly and seemed to be panting, but his eyes suddenly showed a cold and playful light.

Fan Xijing, Ding Reindeer, and others from the first-order spiritual energy land looked at the scene in front of them in shock.

This is a huge humanoid skeleton that radiates heat.

But the flesh of the skeleton had rotted away and disappeared, leaving only a skeleton of more than a hundred feet lying on its side on the land.

The entire secret realm is only more than a hundred feet long, and looks like a bubble wrapped around the skeleton.

"How could there be such a big person?" Ding Jianxin couldn't help but sigh, and as he was asking the question, he swallowed a mouthful of hot air.

The air smelled of staleness and heat.

Ding Jianxin felt a little suffocated, as if he had been poisoned.

He hurriedly took out a porcelain bottle that he had prepared in advance, took out an antidote and threw it into his mouth, then his luck was digested and he did not dare to say anything again.

However, his question revealed what everyone was thinking at this time.

But no one knows the answer.

Everything here is too old.

Skeletons so old that I don't know when they were.

They originally thought that the first-level aura place was magical enough, but when they saw such giant skeletons that far exceeded their imagination, they truly felt the mystery of this world and the depth of history.

Ding Reindeer and Fan Xijing quickly scanned the scene inside.

There is a strange statue with an unclear image deep inside the bones, and a blood-red monster lies under the statue.

The monster's flesh and blood have shriveled up, and it's unclear whether it's dead or alive.

But even if he is alive, his power should be far inferior to that of his heyday. It can be said that it is even worse than the end of a strong crossbow.

Underneath the empty bones, there are some strange treasures.

Although they couldn't recognize what it was, Ding and Fan made up their minds to take it first and talk about it later.

The two moved quietly.

First, I took another red bead. This bead was exactly the same as the one the fisherman took back before. It was the "fire-preventing bead".

Secondly, dozens of crystal-clear square jade pieces the size of fingernails were obtained.

Again, there is some dark red sand on the ground.

Din Reindeer just grabbed the hilt of the sword and touched the sand with the bottom of the scabbard.

Chichi

Chi Chi Chi

It seemed as if the sword had been put into a highly corrosive solution, and the top of the scabbard melted instantly.

Ding Reindeer hurriedly sheathed her sword and drew it to see

Too late.

The tip of this fine steel sword with top-notch forging patterns has been chewed into pits by a corrosive force.

"What a terrible corrosive sand"

Ding Reindeer sighed, "What is this?"

Although Fan Xijing was lustful and promiscuous, he still had some knowledge. At this time, the two of them were in a secret place together, which was the time to share this information.

He glanced around and said, "Mr. Reindeer, have you noticed that all the treasures here are actually the remains of this corpse."

Ding Reindeer wondered: "Why do you say that?"

Fan Xijing grabbed the fire-proofing bead from his arms, pointed to the other one he had just obtained, and said, "These two beads are the eyes of this corpse."

Then he pointed at Fang Yu, who they had just separated from each other, and said, "I have counted these Fang Yu, there are forty in total. If I guessed correctly, they should be the teeth of this corpse."

Din's reindeer's pupils narrowed.

Legend has it that when a person's body reaches its true limit, forty teeth will grow. The Buddhist monk who was destroyed in the previous dynasty had forty teeth.

As for why the corpse was so big but the eyes and teeth were so small, he had some guesses in his heart.

It should be that the power that maintains the eyes and teeth is still there, but the power of the body is dissipating, so it is like this.

Fan Xuking pointed to the highly corrosive red sand in front of him and said, "This dark red sand should be the blood of this corpse."

Ding Reindeer said: "In other words, there are actually no treasures in this secret realm, there are just treasures left behind by a corpse, etc."

He suddenly looked towards the center of the red sand.

Somehow, there was a mask with simple and complicated patterns floating there.

This mask is not afraid of the corrosion of red sand at all. The corresponding position of the corpse is like the chest and abdomen, but I don't know which of the internal organs it is.

Reindeer Ding's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. He had never heard of the fairy treasure story.

Could this mask be where the great opportunity lies?

Fan Xijing also saw it.

The two looked at each other.

Fan Xujing said: "Get it first and then talk about it."

Ding Reindeer nodded in agreement, but then said with a solemn look: "How to get this mask? The shortest distance between the blood and sand is more than twenty feet, and we simply can't fly so far at once."

Fan Xijing also looked thoughtful.

The two of them fell silent, while the other masters who followed them stood guard around, looking around with vigilance and curiosity.

Suddenly, Ding Reindeer said: "We asked people to leave the secret realm, bring in a few huge rocks, and then throw them into the bloody sand.

Although this blood sand is very corrosive, it may not melt such a large boulder in an instant.

And we only need to use the pedals of the boulder to quickly pass by and get the mask."

Fan Xujing applauded and said: "Mr. Reindeer, this is a good idea, let's do it this way."

"Fan Cui, you have people go out and move the boulders."

"Shuanggui, you go."

The two of them ordered to go down one after another.

During this time, Fan Xujing said suddenly: "Mr. Reindeer, this red sand and fire poison always reminds me of a certain person."

Ding Reindeer: "The big stone pillar at the entrance to the Spiritual Energy Land was also wiped away by such corrosive poison."

Fan Xijing said: "Do you think that person named Zhao came here in advance and took away a lot of treasures?"

Ding Reindeer frowned and thought for a while, but felt that the more he thought about it, the more likely it was, "Brother Fan, what do you think?"

Fan Xijing said: "After we return this time, we can just arrest the person named Zhao and question him."

"Okay!" Ding Reindeer agreed.

It didn't take a while.

Five huge stones were moved in.

Several masters of the Five Realms lifted the boulder and threw it far away.

Even though I was careful, I couldn't help but disturb the surroundings.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The boulder was thrown into the blood-red sand, and soon it made a "chichichi" sound and began to sink.

Ding Reindeer and Fan Xijing looked at each other. It was obvious that whoever took action now would get the mask, and it was hard to say whether they would hand it over after they got it.

Fan Xujing suddenly smiled and said: "Please, Mr. Reindeer, I still trust your character."

Ding Reindeer didn't say much, he was here just for this opportunity.

Suddenly, he flew up and touched several gradually sinking boulders like a dragonfly. When he came to the middle of the blood sand, he stabbed the long sword like a big gun and lifted up the mask with simple and complicated patterns.

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The corroded sword tip penetrated the eye socket of the mask.

brush

In an instant, Ding's reindeer landed.

And just when he landed, he saw the ground shaking suddenly.

At the same time, a roar came from the distance.

A whirlwind-like demonic shadow came from a distance. Before anyone could see clearly, two people burst into flames, waving their hands and screaming strangely as they ran.

Everyone hurriedly pulled out their weapons and looked around. During this time, another person screamed and fell to the ground.

Fan Xuking's reaction was quick, but when he looked around, he couldn't see clearly what the demonic shadow was. He could only see something like a red light flashing around.

Everywhere the red light reaches, someone is bound to burst into flames, and it is impossible to stop it.

Fan Xujing suddenly turned around and found that the red monster at the end of the corpse realm had disappeared.

"The stone thrown just now alarmed this monster!"

"The monster is still alive!"

"Then how many years have you lived?!"

Three thoughts rushed into his mind at the same time.

Fan Xujing raised his body and fired electricity towards the exit.

Ding's reindeer picked up his mask and flew toward the exit.

Although Fan Cui was evil, he was very good at his tricks. When he was "throwing stones to pave the way", he stood silently at the exit. When he saw any movement, he got out directly.

The sea water, warmed by the scorched earth of the volcano, quietly reflects the clear shadows of the mountains.

In the shadow of the mountain, figures crawled out one after another, panting one after another, giving a feeling of surviving after a disaster.

"What was that just now?"

"It should be an ancient monster, right?"

"It's so scary that such a thing actually exists in the world."

After a few minutes, no more figures crawled out of the mountain shadows.

According to the last person who crawled out, the blood-red monster had gone crazy and was killed with a claw or a bite regardless of whether it resisted or not.

There were a hundred people in total when they left, but now there were only twenty-six people left, and together with the people who were originally waiting outside to respond, there were only forty people.

These seventy-four fifth-level warriors died so lightly inside.

Ding Reindeer couldn't believe that so many people died in such a short period of time.

He turned around and scanned the people around him, and found that there were only thirteen people behind him.

"Kenshin, where are Shuanggui?"

The long-faced boy's eyes were red, "Uncle Shuanggui, he was killed by that monster"

Ding Reindeer waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to say any more.

He put down the mask on his sword and said, "Brother Fan, come and see what this mask is."

But Fan Xuking did not move. This seemingly bold and bearded man suddenly turned his eyes and laughed loudly as he walked towards Ding Reindeer.

Ding's reindeer looked solemn, as if he was looking at the mask intently.

When Fan Xijing came closer, Ding Reindeer's two fingers hidden in his sleeves suddenly came together, and a glow covered them.

The others were not aware of the hidden tension and were still talking about the aftermath of the disaster.

But Fan Xijing and Ding Reindeer are getting closer and closer.

There is only one mask, but there are two people who want it.

Ding Reindeer felt Fan Xuking approaching and said, "Brother Fan, you see this mask is so weird. I don't want it anymore. Why don't I trade it with you for other resources?"

After saying this, he spun around, like a spiritual ape turning over, and thrust out his sword in the direction of Fan Xijing.

This sting is sinister and poisonous.

But Fan Xuking seemed to have been prepared for it, and he suddenly accelerated his speed, and like an arrow off the string, he flew towards Ding's reindeer.

The two of them were already similar in strength, and they were both sneak attacks. Now they were fighting together.

This sudden fight stunned the subordinates of both sides.

Fan Cui reacted quickly and shouted: "We have more people, kill them! After that, everyone will have a share of the treasure!"

As he spoke, he took the lead in drawing out his sword and directly stabbed the man next to Din reindeer to his side.

The fight between the two sides began immediately.

The fisherman shrank back, took two steps back, and started running as if fleeing for his life. After running a few steps, he staggered and fell to the ground, screaming. Although he screamed, his eyes were full of energy.

There was a cold look in his eyes, observing the fighting not far away from a distance.

Suddenly, he felt something in his heart and silently looked at the rocks not far away.

But the reef was empty, with only the sound of wind and a little dust blown up by the wind.

The fisherman looked away again.

Bai Shan shrank inward and completely merged into the darkness.

He stirred up the sand and dust deliberately to see if the fisherman could detect it.

Now after getting the affirmative answer, Bai Shan understands.

This is a wave of compound games.

For Fan Xijing and Ding Reindeer, this is the "Treasure Hunting Game", but in fact they don't know that they are in the "Praying Mantis Catching Cicada Game".

The information they got was most likely the result of the fisherman deliberately letting them out in order to let them take out the treasure.

He thought for a while and decided to wait and see.

Not long after

The people on both sides of Fan Xuking and Ding Reindeer had been killed and both were injured.

Half of the remaining forty people were gone. Ding Jianxin was slightly weaker and had one of his arms chopped off during the fight. His face was covered in blood and he was screaming and running for his life.

Baishan saw a swordsman chasing him, thinking that he was a neighbor after all, so he gently picked up a small stone and shot it far away.

His skill with hidden weapons was already at the master level, coupled with the pure and terrifying Qi, the pebbles immediately hit the chasing swordsman between the ankles with just the right force.

The swordsman fell to the ground, but he only felt as if he had tripped over something and didn't think much about it.

But in this moment, Ding Jianxin had already penetrated into the scorched earth area in the distance.

Everything he had experienced tonight, as well as the severe pain in his left arm, were about to drive this young man crazy.

Not long after

The remaining half of the people, although not all dead, were each injured and fell to the ground, unable to move anymore.

Ding Reindeer and Fan Xijing also used their trump cards one after another, and the fight ended in defeat for both sides. At this time, they were each losing their own fortunes, and retreated one after another, looking at each other warily.

"I didn't expect Mr. Reindeer to hide so deeply."

"You thief, it's been so long and you still haven't been drained by wine and sex."

"Hey, there are so many beauties that I haven't tasted yet, how could I be hollowed out?"

"He is truly worthy of being the fugitive who stole the marrow-cleansing pill from his brother and then humiliated and killed his sister-in-law."

"Oh? Did you know my identity earlier? Hehe, interesting, then you should know that my best skills are movement and poison. No matter what today, I am invincible."

The words stopped abruptly before he finished speaking.

Fan Xijing created an exaggerated afterimage in a short distance.

This movement startled the reindeer.

But immediately, Ding's reindeer looked strange again, because Fan Xuking didn't rush towards him, but rushed to the side.

Then, something even weirder happened.

Fan Xuking not only rushed to the side, but also did a somersault. This somersault caused the vicious fugitive hiding in the first-level spiritual energy land to fall directly onto the sandy beach by the sea. He rolled several times and was half-covered with a black nose and swollen eyes.

He stood up and looked around with horror on his face.

Ding Reindeer asked: "Fan Xijing, why are you pretending to be a ghost?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a sudden pain in the middle of his eyebrows, and a black light shot through the air from nowhere.

At this moment, Goosebumps surged all over Ding Reindeer's body. The horror of life and death caused him to burst out at unimaginable speeds.

But even so, he still felt a sudden pain in his left shoulder.

The pain was okay, but he suddenly felt that the energy in his body was rapidly disintegrating.

The explosive speed lost the support of the true energy, and Ding Reindeer fell to the ground just like Fan Xijing just now. He was shocked and mobilized the true energy, but found that the true energy could no longer be gathered.

With a look of horror on his face, he looked at Fan Xijing on the other side.

The two of them stared around in horror, looking around and searching.

But they no longer need to look for it.

The fisherman walked out on his own, holding a black needle with a green tip between his fingers.

Baishan's pupils tightened.

He had seen this needle on Panshan Mountain, and he still had it in his bag.

But I didn’t expect that I would still be able to see him even if I went overseas to a foreign country.

What kind of force is this?

I don’t want to provoke them, so why can I encounter them wherever I go?

on the beach

Din Reindeer yelled: "Who the hell are you?"

Fan Xijing begged for mercy directly: "I am willing to surrender. I am willing to surrender."

The fisherman wiped away his previous embarrassment, his previously rickety back now straightened, and his previously mournful face had a playful look on it.

He took one step forward and came to the sand, raising his hand to pick up the simple and complicated mask.

Suddenly, a force and speed that could no longer be described in words swept behind him, like a star exploding and shattering. A sharp whistle sounded in the air, as if a thunder god was smashing an electric hammer, and then smashing it into pieces.

The rumbling sound was roughly stuffed into a hollow steel pipe.

Bang!!!

Before the fisherman could react, his head was completely shattered, as if his head was pressed against the barrel of a cannon. With a roar after the cannonball was loaded, it went directly into the flesh of the melon and exploded, shooting red and white in the surrounding area.

The "cannonball" landed on the sand, with no remaining force to escape, and looked like an ordinary flying knife.

Immediately afterwards

Click, click, click click

The flying knife was like torn paper, shattered into many pieces.

Obviously, this flying knife cannot withstand the force of this throw.

All these developments have come full circle, and can be said to come after waves.

Fan Xijing and Ding Reindeer were both stunned. Their hearts seemed to have been thrown into a hole in the ice, their blood was frozen, and their whole bodies were cold.

They never thought that there were not only praying mantises, but also oriole

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What kind of terrifying power is this?

If the fisherman as a "mantis" has frightened them

The "yellow bird" that has not yet appeared is simply beyond their imagination.

They looked at the fisherman who had just appeared,

Then he looked at the headless corpse that the fisherman had no time to react to.

The Adam's apple rolled, fear appeared on the face, and all confidence and resistance were shattered.

And at this time

The oriole appeared.

A figure wrapped in a gray cloak and wearing a wooden mask floated out faintly.

But even if they couldn't see their appearance, Fan Xuking and Ding Reindeer could still feel an evil spirit billowing out like wolf smoke, and the air was filled with the brutality of the ancient wilderness when primitive monsters were rampant.

The two of them were shaking all over and wanted to talk.

Bai Shan was not prepared to listen to them.

Not prepared to hear a word.

Bai Miaochan is his reverse scale.

Song Youning is his mission target in this life.

No matter who dares to take advantage of any of them, he will definitely kill him.

Now, both Fan Xijing and Fan Cui moved.

Bai Shan flashed and appeared behind Fan Xijing. He raised his hand to touch the head of the bearded man and touched it lightly.

Chi Chi Chi

The violent fire poison is stirred up by the true energy, like a roaring wind, and everything is corroded wherever it goes.

"ah!!!!"

Fan Xijing twitched like a swing, and his head was completely corroded.

On the other side, when Fan Cui saw this situation, his pupils were wide open and his eyes were about to burst. Each of the dense bloodshot eyes was full of disbelief and fear. He suddenly recognized the person and shouted in a trembling voice: "Zhao"

As soon as he finished speaking, Baishan appeared in front of him.

Boundless pain rushed over.

Fan Cui's head was directly corroded.

The air suddenly became quiet.

Ding Reindeer raised his head and looked at the eyes behind the mask.

Baishan said in a hoarse voice: "You should blame him."

Ding Reindeer understood that the "him" referred to Fan Cui. If Fan Cui had not said the word "Zhao", he might still be alive, but since he had said it, he would definitely not be able to survive.

But he was unwilling to do so.

He wants to live.

Between life and death, Ding's reindeer reacted extremely quickly and pounced directly into the shadow of the mountain.

If you stay outside, you will die. If you escape into the secret realm, you won't be able to escape with your life if the monster goes to sleep again.

But he was too slow.

Baishan pinched a flying knife from the void, shot it out, and penetrated the center of his eyebrows.

The reindeer fell to the ground and died with its eyes open.

At this time, the rest of the people finally woke up, but they were already exhausted, and the people who came were extremely cruel, so there was no resistance at all.

Suddenly they scattered like birds and beasts, some running towards the red scorched earth in the distance, and some rushing into the shadow of the mountains.

Baishan's face was dull. If the bandits he killed before could still be excused by "killing the evildoers", then these people could not explain it now.

"one two three"

"Four, five, six"

He suddenly counted the numbers.

For every one counted, one person dies.

"Seven, eight, nine"

He randomly picked up stones from the gravel on the ground and threw them away.

Every time it is thrown, one person will be headshot.

"Eleven, twelve, thirteen"

"Eighteen, nineteen"

"Twenty good, the last one."

For a moment, the beach became quiet.

Bai Shan was still holding a thin piece of stone in his hand.

He looked at the sea in the distance and suddenly threw the stone pieces away.

The stone pieces rose and fell like flying fish in the waves of the moonlit night, leaping for more than ten times in a row.

This game is called water drifting. He often played it with Sister Miaomiao in Taohua County and had a lot of fun.

After throwing the stones.

He quickly touched the body.

The result is:

A mask with simple and complicated patterns;

Forty jade stones the size of fingernails;

two fire-preventing beads;

A fifty-six-hole metal honeycomb;

Thirty-six ordinary forged long swords in good condition, and ten ordinary satin long swords in good condition;

The effect of the twenty-three bottles is unknown, but they are probably elixirs with general effects;

Three cartridge-type concealed weapon mechanisms that can be hidden in the sleeves;

Seven vials of poison with unknown effects;

A bottle of white powder suspected of being a strong aphrodisiac.

As for money skills, there are no such things. After all, who would bring these on this occasion?

After quickly touching the corpses, Baishan dragged the corpses one by one and threw them into the shadow of the mountain, destroying the corpses and eliminating traces.

Obviously, this mountain shadow is the entrance to the "Yantuo Secret Realm", which opens every full moon night, and there are monsters guarding it.

As for what this monster is, Baishan doesn't know.

However, Baishan could also see some of the monster's attack methods from the wounds of the two dead swordsmen.

This method is obviously also poisonous.

However, he had no intention of entering the secret realm of Yan Tuo's Corpse again.

People have already taken out their treasures, so why would he risk it again?

Are you sick?

Seeing that the tide is coming, the blood stains on the beach will be washed away.

And these people all died of fire poison. Even if someone enters the secret realm again, they will only suspect that it was the monsters in the secret realm.

Everything is arranged clearly.

Bai Shan breathed a long sigh of relief, relaxed his mind and body, and stopped thinking about the concepts of good and evil in his mind.

He bent down and washed the blood on his hands in the rising tide, then got up and wrapped himself in a cloak, turned around and left. When he was far away, he turned back secretly and found a place to wait for a while to burn incense.

, I found that no one was on the beach anymore, and no one came out of the shadow of the mountain, so I left.

After leaving, he suddenly went back and ambush again as if he had an obsessive-compulsive disorder.

When there was still no one, he really left.

Back in the house, Miss Song was already asleep.

He took a shower and changed clothes, got into bed, and looked at the top of the bed calmly, the concept of good and evil popping up in his mind again.

He did what any villain would do, cut the grass and root it out, and prevent it from growing again.

But, were all the people he killed worthy of death?

Is there someone who just wants to take advantage of the situation? Is there someone who has family members waiting for him to return?

Mrs. Song seemed to be a little startled because of his going to bed, and she muttered: "Why are you back so late?"

Bai Shan asked: "Ning Ning, am I scary?"

Mrs. Song was stunned for a moment and looked sideways at her husband.

The young man is delicate and quiet, with a somewhat lonely look in his eyes. After this period of painting influence, he has gained a different temperament.

But none of these can be associated with "terrible".

Mrs. Song was drowsily asleep. She muttered: "It's getting late, go to bed quickly."

With that said, she pulled the quilt, turned over to the other side and continued to sleep.

Baishan was sitting in the darkness when he suddenly took out the mask with simple and complicated patterns from his mustard bag, held it between his fingers, and slowly pressed it towards his face.

Halfway through pressing it, he suddenly took it back and put it back into his mustard bag.

"sleep."--
Chapter completed!