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Dongfang Qingyu didn't think that he was a big shot, but he knew that it was reasonable for a gentleman to not put himself in danger. Since Death God Guild had openly sent people to follow him, it showed that they still wanted to get back at him and did not intend to let him go. Since that was the case, he did not have any thoughts of compromise. It was unrealistic for a single person to fight against an organization. One had to rely on their own strength.

The first thing he thought of was a corpse, a killing machine like the Little Lord Voldemort, but this kind of monster corpses could only be found by chance, it was not realistic to find a second one. He didn't have any friends, or to be more precise, he didn't have those kind of friends that could cut blades for his sake. If she had seven seconds of memory left, she could be considered one, but those seven seconds weren't in Sky City.

He did not know many people, and Wealth On Week’s Eighth Day was one of them. However, he had no fighting strength and could not help. Although he recognized Cheng Jinyi from looking back, he could not bring himself to do such a thing. Cheng Jinyi was a businessman, his first priority was to profit. Situ Haoran could tell that they were not from the same world with a single glance. Raising his head, he looked at the bright moon and Lonesome Flower, who were with Situ Haoran. The only other people left in the contact list were the Cyclone Knife and the Westbound Drilling. After counting the number of friends that could be of any help, there was not a single one.

Kingdom of Eternal were organizations of the same rank as Death God Guild, but they could not borrow this kind of strength.

Humans were unreliable, so he focused his gaze on the monster. There was no need for him to be generous, nor was there a need for him to owe him any favors. Monsters were the best way to slaughter people. The first thing he thought of was the marshland, but Marsh Leech were too slow, so he eliminated them. He then selected the Ghost Face Devil Mosquito, but using the Ghost Face Devil Mosquito as a prerequisite meant that there was a God Mosquito-repellent Incense, otherwise there was no need to mention it.

Ghost Face Devil Mosquito s were the backup plan, although the blade was the sharpest, but before the hilt is found, the blade will cut itself as well as the enemy.

Dongfang Qingyu's first choice was still Marsh Leech, and the worst was Stone Monkey. The weakness was that there were very few of them. If there were a lot of people coming from the Death God Guild, then the Stone Monkey would only become an experience, and not a blade.

God Mosquito-repellent Incense was truly surprised, and wanted Wealth On Week’s Eighth Day to pay attention to the mosquitoes. In fact, she only wanted to give it a try. He also set a time for himself. One week, if the God Mosquito-repellent Incense did not come out, he would have to use the second method. One week's time, he could still afford to wait, but after one week, his level would be much higher than the other players.

After obtaining the mosquito's fragrance, the first thing he did was to go to the pharmacy to replenish his materials. Afterwards, he went to Black Crap Winery to consecutively drink five jars of Stone Monkey Wine, obtaining two stats increase, one in terms of strength and one in terms of agility.

"..." You mean he went to visit the Grass Market and then went to the pharmacy? " The Sickle Farmer was a thin middle-aged man with sunken eye sockets. He was surrounded by smoke all year round, and his teeth were a little yellow. His eyes were open and closed, and they flickered with a bright light. He gave people a feeling that he was a bottomless abyss.

"Yes, not long after, my Black Crap Winery." The one who spoke was one of the four players who were following Dongfang Qingyu. Dongfang Qingyu was the one who got the better treatment.

"It seems like our little friend here has a new destination." The Sickle Farmer smiled slightly, "Tell the people below to get ready to follow Dongfang Qingyu, and see where he goes. Kill him, occupy the levelling spot, and then bring the poison sac back to me."

"Yes sir!" The two professional service players replied loudly.

"..."

"Quickly chase, don't let him get too far away." The warrior couldn't wait to reply as soon as he saw the white crane fly.

"What's there to be afraid of? He's just a Mage, how could he be fast enough to —" The thief stopped talking abruptly, and looked at Dongfang Qingyu who had instantly disappeared. The longer he opened his mouth, the more he cursed out.

"F * ck, is this a f * cking rabbit?"

"I heard from the people who died that Dongfang Qingyu's speed was very fast, but I never expected it to be so fast." The warrior was also dumbstruck. Dongfang Qingyu's speed was simply too fast, it was even faster than a galloping horse. The three of them got off the white crane at almost the same time, and by the time he could react, Dongfang Qingyu was already more than one hundred and fifty meters away.

"Stop dawdling, hurry up and chase him." This time, it was the Rogue's turn to be anxious and run with all his might. Three minutes later, not only did the distance not close down, it even grew larger. Turning back, the Warrior was already 500 meters behind him.

Hurry up, you bastard! If we lose someone, we won't be able to eat any good food!" The Rogue shouted.

"You're fast, you chase first, don't wait for me, I'll catch up slowly." The soldier gasped.

The thief knew that what the warrior said was the truth and did not wait for him any longer. Suddenly increasing his speed, he chased after Dongfang Qingyu, and as time passed, the distance between them became larger and larger, until only a small black dot remained. One hour later, the thief lost track of Dongfang Qingyu.

"How is it?" Under the lead of the warriors, the large force of Death God Guild slowly caught up. In addition, Dongfang Qingyu was the only one running down the road. His speed was a little slow, but he did not run in the wrong direction.

A few hours later, Death God Guild found the canyon.

"Are you sure it's here?" This time, the person in charge of the team asked with great difficulty.

"I'm sure!" Beside him, there were two other thieves. They were elites within the Death God Guild. They confirmed the traces left behind when they walked with Dongfang Qingyu and nodded their heads.

"This time, we only have one goal, find Dongfang Qingyu and kill him. Don't hold anything back, we don't need to live. The little devil was reluctant to re-emphasize the theme of this trip.

"Understood." Everyone shouted in unison.

"Alright, let's go in."

They were worried about the weight ambush, and when they passed through the canyon, they would be extremely careful, stopping as soon as the wind blew, but all the way until they walked out of the canyon, there was no danger. Everyone let out a breath of relief, feeling like they had been cheated.

This kind of heaven defying environment in the canyon was practically a place where people were born to set themselves up. Dongfang Qingyu actually gave up here, he really didn't know what he was thinking.

Because they had followed Dongfang Qingyu's trail and found him, Death God Guild did not encounter any Marsh Leech, but rather, directly passed through the swamp from a safe path and entered the range of numbers.

"Did you hear anything?" The Rogue in front suddenly asked.

"It seems to be buzzing, like a bee." The warrior behind him said. Just as he finished speaking, he raised his head as if he sensed something, and Black Fog s suddenly appeared in the forest more than 100 meters away. Lightning spread out, and in a blink of an eye, it covered the sky like a black cloud.

Buzz Buzz …

His voice was thunderous and deafening.

The little ghost's voice had completely gone out of tune at that moment, and his face was pale without a trace of blood. Lightning turned around, and after running for a dozen meters, everything turned black, and the sky turned black. In the next moment, this group of one hundred people was enveloped by the Ghost Face Devil Mosquito, and miserable cries sounded.