This is a desolate, dilapidated grass field. The area is quite vast, but there is a dead silence in all directions. In addition to the weeds on the ground, there is only ashes everywhere, proving that this place is rarely visited by people, and no one has been here for a long time.

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What's even more weird is that there seems to be a faint dark atmosphere surging in all directions, with a sense of destruction, making it almost impossible for any living creatures to come here.

Except...

Gaga Gaga!

The dark crows kept flying low over the grass field, making uncomfortable hoarse calls. Seventeen or eighteen of them landed on the weeds one after another, constantly swaying, forming a perfect support with the strange dead silence around them, as if they had come to the hell of dead grass.

These crows are the only living creatures living here. They feed on corroded plants and trees, but they live very comfortably here, and have almost no natural enemies.

Every day, facing a little sunshine, erecting their dark feathers on the grass field is what these crows like to do most, and today is no exception.

At this moment, as the sunlight gathered little by little, a part of the weeds was illuminated, emitting a faint warmth, dispelling a little of the gloom here.

Crows kept falling from the sky, gathering here, stretching and tidying their feathers.

In just ten breaths, there were dozens of crows standing here, densely packed, constantly making cheerful and harsh chirping sounds.

One of the crows spread its wings comfortably, with a touch of joy in its dark pupils, enjoying the only bit of sunlight, and its dark body looked like a black elf under the sunlight.

Suddenly, the crow's dark pupils saw a rotten weed not far ahead, constantly swaying, and a touch of greed flashed across its eyes. It smelled the delicious rotten smell and wanted to have a full meal.

With a flash, the crow flew to the rotten weed, landed lightly on it, lowered its long beak, and probed towards the rotten grass roots on the ground.

But just when it was about to peck at the delicious rotten grass roots, a stick that seemed to be burnt suddenly collapsed from the weeds on the other side and hit the crow's head!

Gaga gaga!

The crow was frightened and made a shrill cry of fear. It flapped its wings in panic and flew into the sky

in a funny way! It was like poking a hornet's nest!

All the crows were infected by the crow and were all frightened. They frantically flapped their wings to escape from here. Dozens of crows scattered in a hurry. Nearly a hundred wings that were more than a foot long flapped together, forming a strong wind that blew dust in all directions. The weeds were also blown and fell to the side. As

a result, the ground hidden under the roots of the weeds was temporarily exposed, all of which were rotten roots and dusty ground.

But at this moment, next to the weeds where the first frightened crow had stood, because of the howling wind, there was a sudden snap, and the burnt stick that frightened the crow lost its support and fell directly to the ground!

The next moment, the burnt stick actually moved slightly at this moment!

If someone was here at this moment and walked closer to take a look, they would definitely find it incredible that it was not a stick at all, but clearly an... arm! !

A burnt arm!

Soon, the strong wind passed, and the weeds raised their waists again, burying the burnt arm in them.

Here once again, a gloomy silence returned, just like in the past, as if it would last forever.

The sun rose and the moon set, and several days passed quickly.

And on this day, the dead and gloomy weeds came from far away, and suddenly there was a crackling sound. It was two footsteps that seemed to be slowly approaching!

After about ten breaths, two men in purple armor appeared at the edge of the weeds. They were both tough men with strong cultivation. They were two Tyrant Kings!

However, at this moment, a trace of boredom surged on the faces of the two men, and the sound of each other's voices could be heard.

"Hey, how could a living creature suddenly appear in this ghost place? I still can't understand why the Valley Master sends people to check every month! It's just a waste of time!"

The short-haired man among the two purple-armored men said boredly.

"You ask me? Who should I ask? But this is the forbidden area of ​​our Jiujie Valley, isolating the power of the soul, and the habit of coming to the forbidden area for inspection every month is said to be a rule that has been passed down from countless generations of valley masters! Every generation of valley masters insists on implementing it, and the current valley master is no exception."

The remaining scarred man followed suit at this moment, and then said: "But according to the valley rules, if anyone can really find a living being in the forbidden area, once it is brought back and reported, it will be a great achievement! And they will immediately receive a generous reward from the valley master himself!"

Scarred man's eyes showed a touch of fiery yearning!

"I say, Wu Laoer, can you wake up? The valley rules are right, but has anyone received this reward in all these long years? Never, okay? I see you drank too much yesterday and you haven't woken up yet!" The

short-haired man laughed.

"Damn it! Can't I even think about it? After all, the Valley Master is such a high and mighty figure. We can only see him from afar during the bloodthirsty event that happens every three years. He is in seclusion on weekdays. If we can really find a living creature in the forbidden area, we can see the Valley Master immediately. It's really exciting to think about it!"

"Humph! Do you want to see the Valley Master just because of you? Even Commander Xiao can't see him without receiving the Valley Master's order. You have to understand that the Valley Master is a human god!! Even if you and I see the Valley Master with our cultivation, our eyes will be immediately blinded by the Valley Master's divine fire!"

The short-haired man shook his head helplessly.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense! We are at the forbidden area. According to the old rules, it's your turn to go in and take a look. I'll wait for you here!"

The short-haired man sat on a stone in front of a group of boulders not too far from the weeds, yawning.

Scarface nodded and walked towards the weeds. It was obvious that this was not the first time for the two of them to do such a thing. They were already familiar with it and had a clear division of labor.

"That's enough! The next two days are the birthdays of the evil leader with terrible bad habits. The owl leader is out again. Only the old monster is left in the valley. We must be low-key and careful. We must finish it as soon as possible and go back to have fun! Hey! I haven't had enough fun with that little girl in the Jade Prison yesterday!"

The short-haired man seemed to say something, and his tone was first extremely fearful and terrified, and then became obscene and cruel.

At this moment, the scarred man had walked into the weeds, and a long, cold knife appeared in his hand. He moved around randomly as he walked, and began to check.