The arrival of the uninvited guests made Song Heihu and others who were drinking and eating meat in the woods extremely nervous. They immediately picked up their weapons and stood up fiercely.
"What brings you here, you little bitch?"
Song Heihu looked coldly at the group of people walking in from the woods.
I saw the leader, wearing a battle armor, holding a giant ax in his hand, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a tall stature. He turned out to be a strong man exuding a tough aura.
"What did you say?"
After listening to Song Heihu's words, the strong man became angry. He glared at Song Heihu and was about to get angry.
"Gui Mang, don't be so presumptuous in front of me. Everyone is indifferent, who is afraid of whom?"
Song Heihu said angrily.
Song Heihu and Gui Mang were both loose cultivators, but they were enemies.
Loose cultivators, because they do not have the protection of the sect, have a very hard life. They have to fight for and rob all the cultivation resources themselves. If they cannot grab it, they will be killed. This is a common thing.
In order to obtain training resources, casual cultivators generally join some mercenary organizations and obtain training resources by completing tasks issued by the mercenary organizations.
Song Heihu and Gui Mang usually have a feud over each other because they compete for tasks and training resources.
At this time, all the men behind Song Heihu were staring at Gui Mang. If anything went wrong with Gui Mang and the others, they would immediately kill them.
Li Kuang, on the other hand, didn't care so much and just sat by the bonfire eating meat and drinking wine, too lazy to pay attention to these guys.
Of course, in the eyes of these bosses, a little guy who is at the tenth level of qi training can simply ignore his existence. Now, Li Kuang is the little guy who is being ignored by everyone.
"Song Heihu, today is the day you die."
Gui Mang said with a ferocious smile. He stared at Song Heihu opposite him with sharp and vicious eyes.
"Haha... Just because you, Gui Mang, want to kill me? Did you get kicked in the head by a donkey? How funny!"
Song Heihu looked disdainful. If this guy could kill him, he would have killed him long ago. How can he wait until now?
"I can't kill you, but if you take something you shouldn't take, that's not good." Gui Mang suddenly stared at Song Heihu with a ferocious smile and said.
"What nonsense are you talking about? I took something I shouldn't have taken? I didn't even catch a hair this time. What the hell do you mean by farting in front of me? Do you want to accuse me wrongly?
"
Song Heihu is not stupid either. Gui Mang seems to have come prepared.
"Am I wronging you? It's very simple. Just let us search it." Gui Mang said coldly.
Gui Mang's confident appearance made Song Heihu feel that something was wrong.
At this time, the expression of the middle-aged warrior Huang Spear behind him changed a little, his eyes flickered, and he seemed a little uneasy.
"Who do you think you are? You just ask me to search if you ask me to? It's a joke."
Song Heihu said angrily.
"What if I want to search?"
At this moment, a young man in black suddenly walked out from behind Gui Mang.
I saw this man's face was cold, pale, without a trace of blood, and his eyes were like the eyes of a poisonous snake, vicious and cold-blooded.
"Who are you!"
Song Heihu knew that this man was the boss of the group of people opposite him, and Gui Mang was just the cannon fodder who led the charge.
"My surname is Yin."
The young man in black said calmly.
"Your surname is Yin? Are you from the Yin family of the Six Paths Demon Sect?"
When Song Heihu heard this, his expression suddenly changed.
"You still have some knowledge."
The young man in black had a cold face and an arrogant expression. Seeing the shocked expressions of Song Heihu and his men, he felt even more proud.
"Did you have some misunderstanding? We really didn't get anything, let alone things we shouldn't have."
Song Heihu hurriedly said that he was only a half-step innate cultivation, and he was still a casual cultivator, and he did not dare to provoke such a super powerful true disciple.
"There is no misunderstanding. My people saw with their own eyes that your subordinate Huang Spear picked up a magic door's storage ring."
Guiman sneered.
"What……"
Song Heihu couldn't help being shocked when he heard this. The disciples of the Demon Sect who could use the storage ring must be inner disciples or even true disciples.
This is bad.
He turned around sharply and looked at Huang Spear.
"Is what he said true?"
Song Heihu roared at Huang Spear.
Everyone else was also staring at Huang Spear.
This guy actually hid the treasure secretly? It's too much. He broke everyone's previous agreement. It's really despicable.
When casual cultivators form a team to explore, they have an agreement in advance that the treasures obtained must be divided equally and cannot be kept privately. No one will break the rules easily, because once word spreads, the reputation will be bad, and no one will be willing to form a team with him.
"This... Boss Song, please listen to my explanation."
Huang Mao panicked. He thought no one had seen him. After leaving the Yunlong Mountains, he found a secret place and opened the storage ring. Who would have thought that someone would see him anyway.
"Okay, hand over the storage ring, and I will keep your body intact."
The young man in black looked at Huang Spear indifferently.
"Sir, what you promised me..."
Guiman said carefully to the young man in black.
"Isn't it just to kill these guys? It's trivial!"
The young man named Yin said disapprovingly.
"What, Guiman, you are so despicable."
When Song Heihu heard this, he knew that things could not get better.
"Huang Spear, you bastard, we were killed by you."
Song Heihu's other subordinates stared at Huang Spear angrily.
"this……"
Huang Mao became even more panicked.
"Why don't you hand it over? Then go to hell!"
The young man in black said, taking a step forward and then taking action. He was already very impatient.
"Ha ha……"
Just then, a loud laugh sounded beside the bonfire.
"Um?"
The young man in black stopped and looked at a ragged guy standing by the campfire with his back to him.
Only then did everyone notice Li Kuang's presence.
"I feel good after eating and drinking enough."
Li Kuang stretched out his hand and wiped it on his clothes a few times, wiping off the oil on his hands, and then slowly stood up.
The young man in black frowned, then turned his right hand. There was already a silver needle on his finger. The tip of the needle was a little black, and it was obviously coated with poison.
With a flick of his finger and a flash of cold light, the silver needle shot towards Li Kuang.
As if Li Kuang was not aware of the danger at all, he stretched out and the silver needle was instantly shot into his body.
"Oh, the mosquitoes in this forest are so fierce."
Li Kuang reached out and patted the place where the silver needle was stabbed, touched it, and then took out the silver needle from his body.
"Where did the needle come from?"
He turned his head and thought for a moment, then threw the silver needle aside, then stretched out his hand to scratch the place where the silver needle had pricked him, as if nothing happened.
"this……"
Everyone was dumbfounded and looked at Li Kuang like a monster.
"This little guy from the tenth level of Qi training..."
Song Heihu was even more shocked. He was shot by the inner disciple of the Six Paths Demon Sect named Yin with a silver needle, but he was fine? Is this guy pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger? (To be continued)