A black suit, a black firewood stick, and a dull boy with a black face. This is how happy this is. (Baidu search:, the fastest update to read novels)

The firewood stick that He Qihuan resisted was stained with the blood of the monsters and turned black; because he was wearing Elder Wuchen's mask, he turned into a dull boy with a black face. This was because the two old people agreed that wearing this mask was more harmonious with his clothes.

Although He Qihuan loves to look at, think about it again. What’s the use of being good in the forest every day? Show it to the female monster?

So a handsome and handsome boy happily turned into a dull boy with a black face.

Now, he was strode along the mountain road towards the depths of the forest, advancing towards the fifth-level monster. The green weeds moved with the wind, as if we were welcoming him, and the wild flowers, which were a little white or yellow, swayed in the grass, as if blinking at him. In the distance were lush trees, with thick or light green flowing all over the mountains.

He Qihuan couldn't help but sigh that there are bloody killings in such a beautiful place every day. Why is the fate of nature so ironic?

Wuchen, Shangguan Ren's words rumbling in his ears: Never distract yourself from your attention and relax your vigilance.

So He Qihuan immediately forced himself to keep his mind calm: he could no longer think about things, and his life would be lost later.

For a while, He Qihuan was soaking in the forest every day, looking for level 5 monsters to practice.

The two old men have already inputted a lot of images of the martial arts in his mind, and now all he needs is to understand and apply it. (In this regard, the two old men are unqualified teachers, and they know that input, indoctrination, and heuristic education are really poor.) Understand the mystery of the martial arts in repeated use and practice, and improve their martial arts.

Now He Qihuan:

Level 1 monster, ravage

Level 2 monster, just play with it

Level 3 monster, usually deal with

Level 4 monster, warm-up exercise

Moreover, the practice these days has allowed him to gradually integrate the martial arts he had learned in a hurry and learn from one example. His martial arts level (especially the application level and reaction ability) has been consolidated into the eighth level warrior, which is equivalent to an ordinary ninth level warrior.

Suddenly, He Qihuan stopped and looked ahead with a smile.

A five-meter-long demon wolf rushed out in a cluster of lush bushes. It stood on a small hillside with blue-gray fur and pointed mouth, looking at He Qihuan coldly. He Qihuan greeted him with confidence.

"I'm as good as a mountain." He Qihuan roared, and the wooden stick in his hand waved, turning into millions of wooden sticks, pressing towards the blue-gray demon wolf. (Baidu search:, the fastest update to read novels)

The demon wolf roared, jumped up suddenly, and hit the stick shadow. But like an egg hitting a stone, the demon wolf bounced back into the transformed stick shadow and fell heavily to the ground.

The demon wolf was about to jump up again unwillingly. He Qihuan's wrist shook, and the wooden stick turned into a black giant mountain, which made the monster fall to the ground again. At the same time, the boundless evil spirit of the demon Tao spread out from the waving stick shadow, and rushed towards the demon wolf like an invisible mountain. The demon wolf who got up again was suppressed by the cold murderous aura, and his legs became weak and he fell to the ground again.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the demon wolf screamed and turned around and wanted to escape.

"I'm as good as light!" He Qihuan roared again, and the wooden sticks waving suddenly became light. The millions of wooden sticks transformed in the air changed again, like streaming lights, and had caught up with the limbs of the monster. The running demon wolf suddenly seemed to be entangled by thousands of tripping ropes, "pa", "pa", "pa" and "pa" fell on the ground without finishing it.

The demon wolf's scream turned into a wail. It no longer dared to take steps, for fear of stuttering its mouth and chewing mud when it raised its leg.

Suddenly it raised its head and screamed. As it screamed, two demon wolves emerged from the forest.

"It's just right!" He Qihuan saw two more demon wolves coming, his eyes lit up, and he roared, "My stick is like the wind!" He Qihuan's stick shape changed in his hand, and it seemed slow, but in fact it spread like a strong wind. One stick turned into a thousand sticks, and ten thousand sticks, like an invisible huge wall, surrounding the three demon wolves. At the same time, a feeling of compassion and compassion floated in the air with the stick. The three demon wolves, who were originally red with their eyes and wanted to fight desperately, suddenly felt soft all over, unable to raise the attack, and only thought about how to escape. But the sticks that He Qihuan waved were like snow in the sky, and like the wind that rolled the ground, making them unable to move forward and hit the wall left and right.

The three demon wolves all raised their heads and screamed, and the sharp and miserable screams echoed in the forest...

He Qihuan's heart suddenly jumped, and there was an unknown omen. He quickly retreated, pointed the wooden stick in front of him, and looked around vigilantly...

There was a sound of rustling branches and leaves breaking in the forest, and the sound became louder and louder. Something was approaching quickly. Suddenly, hundreds of demon wolves emerged from the forest, with blue-gray hair and gloomy eyes, staring coldly at He Qihuan, and at the same time, bent down and bowed tightly. An eight-meter-long giant wolf in the middle rushed out, and two bright black eyes like bowls stared at He Qihuan coldly. He suddenly looked up to the sky and screamed, and all the demon wolves rushed towards He Qihuan...

"Oh my God--" He Qihuan turned around and ran away, using all his strength. The lightness skills and body skills taught by the two old men were the most perfectly reflected.

He Qihuan was like a black lightning bolt, followed by a clear wind suddenly rising, chasing tightly... A group of crazy green wolves chased He Qihuan tightly...

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He Qihuan walked through the grass, the wolves chasing each other, and the green grass flew into mud...

How happy you are walking through the woods, the wolves are reluctant to leave, the trees are falling, the branches are broken and leaves are floating...

He Qihuan wades through the river, wolves chase them, and the sewage flows across the river...

While running, He Qihuan suddenly remembered: Before entering this mountain, he saw a few people practicing in the forest outside. These wolves and tigers were like wolves. No, it was a real wolf pack that rushed over. Didn’t it mean that people were rushing over and over again, and the corpses were gone?

So he ran desperately and shouted loudly: "Escape quickly, the wolf pack is coming, hide quickly, the wolf pack is coming!" His shrill voice echoed in the forest.

Someone heard it in the distance, hesitated, leaned down and pressed against the ground and heard it, his face suddenly turned like a slight look and screamed loudly: "Escape quickly, find a place to hide, a large group of monsters are coming!"

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He Qihuan in black, the dark demon wolf, rushed around in the forest like a whistling wind, dust all the way over the sky, branches and leaves flying...

On several thick ancient trees, there were several frightened warriors among the dense branches and lunch leaves. One of them stared at He Qihuan running in front of him and said softly: "This person is a character! He dares to provoke wolves, but also takes care of others. He will make friends next time."

Once, someone deliberately caused a group of monsters to run around the forest. Under the sweeping of monsters, some practitioners had no bones left, but their treasures were left behind. People with ulterior motives used this method to plunder other people's treasures.

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I don’t know how long he ran, but He Qihuan finally got rid of the pursuit of the wolves. He ran for a while and then flew up to an ancient tree. After careful observation for a long time, he sat down with confidence. He wiped his forehead and sweated coldly, muttered: “No wonder the two old people once told that some monsters cannot be messed with. They either cut the mess quickly, kill them with one blow, or just take a detour. For example, these wolves, ants, murderous bee groups, etc. It is more difficult to fight four hands with two fists, and the power of humans is great!”

While resting, He Qihuan began to reflect on the fight scene just now.

After he finished breathing cross-legged, He Qihuan flew down to the ground again, looking for other monsters to practice.

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Sometimes, when he remembered the task of the two old people asking him to observe human nature, He Qihuan sat quietly on the tree, hiding among the dense leaves, quietly observing the coming and going teams:

He saw the warrior who had covered his comrades and entangled the monsters in blood battle to kill him, and also saw the warrior who escaped alone at a critical moment;

I saw the captain who bravely looked forward to the old hen and took care of the chicken, and I also saw the captain who was loyal to the righteous and despicable.

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He Qihuan thinks that this forest is like a big stage, which can combine all the joys and sorrows of life, but it also makes him even more confused. People are too complicated. Is there such a simple way to judge human nature?

Good and evil are really hard to tell!

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It was cloudy and cloudy, and the sky lost its bright past. It was a cluster of gray and white, and the dark clouds rolled quickly, covering the sky like a giant hand.

In the forest, the wind was like a giant dragon, the leaves and grass were shaking, and the dark forest began to whimper from time to time.

He Qihuan was chasing a monster when he suddenly heard a faint cry for help from the left. He stopped and listened intently; "Help... Help..." There was an intermittent cry for help.

He Qihuan pulled away the weeds, walked carefully in that direction, and climbed over a gentle hill. In front of him were more than a dozen towering ancient trees, and a woman was lying on the side under one of them.

The woman was wearing a green strong suit, covering her hot figure, but the strong suit was torn to pieces, revealing her snow-like jade skin, and there were bloodstains on her chest and thighs. The woman's face was blocked by a long black hair, and she couldn't see her face clearly for a while.

The woman twisted her lower body in pain from time to time and called for help in weakness.

He Qihuan stopped ten steps away and looked at the woman carefully.

The woman obviously heard the footsteps, looked up here, revealing a beautiful face. She was pale and there was still bright red blood on the corners of her mouth. Seeing someone coming, the woman's pretty eyes were a little shiny: obviously she saw hope. She begged He Qihuan and said, "Young man help... help..."

He Qihuan looked at her carefully, but saw the woman's slim figure, her ragged jade skin that was as snowy as her clothes, her tall and undulating chest, and her round and trembling thighs jumped into her eyes. The spring light that came through her blue shirt made He Qihuan's eyes suddenly change.

"What's wrong with you?" He Qihuan asked. There were everything in the forest, and he couldn't help but be careful.

The woman said intermittently: "I was attacked by...monsters...save...help..."

"Are you coming out alone?" He Qihuan was a little disbelief.

"We... have several people... just... I'll escape..."

Before the woman finished speaking, she suddenly leaned down and lay on the ground without moving. She fainted.
Chapter completed!