One of them seemed to be fast asleep and even snored.

For example, the dirty bald old man was sleeping soundly, as if he was at home.

In the dim light.

The gloomy middle-aged man opened his eyes silently, his eyes were cold and vicious, and he looked directly at Ye Wuque, who was sitting cross-legged across from him!

After looking at him for a moment, the gloomy middle-aged man slowly drew a bloodthirsty smile at the corner of his mouth.

The next moment!

"Oh my!"

"What a handsome little brother! His skin is so white! It's countless times better than that paralyzed dead wood holding a sword!"

A giggle suddenly rang out in the dead silence of the big bunk bed!

It was the middle-aged woman in green robe who stood up and looked at Ye Wuque with all kinds of charm. She

walked towards Ye Wuque with a strong fragrance!

"Handsome little brother, I can sit closer to you..."

The voice of the middle-aged woman in green robe stopped abruptly!

As if she was frozen in place.

Because she saw the pair of bright and calm eyes, which were now open and looking at her.

The middle-aged woman in green robe, who was born with a keen sense of perception, felt an inexplicable chill in her heart at this time!

Be alert! !

Her hair stood on end!

This was the precious instinct that had saved her between life and death countless times. It

was stronger than ever at this time!

Reminding her!

The young man who came in last was like an extremely terrifying abyss!

He could make her life or death dilemma at any time!

Deep in her eyes, a touch of disbelief and instinctive fear flashed, but the middle-aged woman in green robe bent down and smiled naturally, and her body trembled.

"Oh my, it's the middle of the night, I'm afraid I drank too much horse urine and talked nonsense, forget it, I'd better go back to sleep!"

The middle-aged woman in green robe twisted her waist and walked back to her bed.

The smell of dust was strong!

Even Ye Wuque, who had withdrawn his gaze at this time, was a little surprised, and then he sighed.

Obviously, there are so many people who can become gods, and their stories are almost all legends.

Ye Wuque closed his eyes again.

Wu Ningyan had mentioned before that tomorrow was her birthday party.

Taking this opportunity, he could check the situation in the wilderness.

The most important thing is!

I just arrived and I don’t know the wilderness at all. After I understand it, I will use the local power here to search for... the traces of the Tianling clan!

After all, Ye Wuque never planned to rely on his own strength to find it.

God knows where the Tianling clan is.

It is better to make good use of the local power...

Swish!

Ye Wuque’s eyes, which had just been closed, opened again gently, and there was a sense of indifference in them.

But his right hand slowly stretched out from behind him, and between his index finger and middle finger, there was a strange insect that was only the size of a grain of rice and was struggling frantically!

The insect made a sharp hissing sound! It

contained a strong divinity.

The small but clearly visible mouthparts were shocking!

Fierce spirit surged!

There was even a bloody meaning.

It was a precious alien species.

At a glance, Ye Wuque was sure that the owner of this bug wanted his...

life!

He wanted to kill him!

Ye Wuque's actions at this time seemed to be seen through by the others.

Only the bald old man was still snoring and sleeping soundly, as if he didn't notice anything.

Snap!

Ye Wuque crushed the bug in his hand and then shook his head slowly.

His indifferent eyes slowly raised and looked at the gloomy middle-aged man with a slightly changed face across from him.

Then Ye Wuque seemed to sigh softly to himself: "Why bother?"

"Isn't it good to be alive?"

The moment the last "?" fell, Ye Wuque turned his head suddenly and looked at the white-clothed swordsman who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed like him, with a long sword across from him!

Boom! !

An indescribable force suddenly exploded!

Filled the entire bunk bed!

But the incredible thing is that it didn't pour out at all!

Even the other five gods didn't feel anything!

Only the white-clothed swordsman who was sitting cross-legged suddenly opened his eyes at this time, his eyes were full of unbelievable...fear! !

Clang!

The long sword was about to be unsheathed!

However!

The bright sword was only halfway out of the sheath...

Crack! !

The white-clothed swordsman's head was directly slapped into his chest, and the bones of the upper body were broken inch by inch, fused with flesh and blood, and finally it was directly pressed into a meat pie with a puff! !

The strong smell of blood suddenly spread!

But the bed was not affected at all.

Only the meat pie reminded that a lower-level servant god had died just like that, and was directly and roughly pressed to death! !

The white-clothed swordsman's long sword was also broken.

Ye Wuque was still sitting cross-legged with an expressionless face. At this time, he looked at the broken long sword and shook his head slowly.

"Are you qualified to use a sword?"

Immediately, he waved his right hand, and a storage ring flew out from the meat pie.

Soon after it fell into Ye Wuque's hands, Ye Wuque took out a strange bag from it.

There was a buzzing and biting sound in the bag. Upon closer inspection, it was full of insects and eggs! Exactly

the same as the one he had just crushed to death.

Obviously!

The person who had just quietly released the strange insects to kill Ye Wuque was the white-clothed swordsman who seemed to have done nothing.

So, he was gone. He

was directly pressed to death by Ye Wuque!

At this moment.

The whole bunk bed was completely dead silent!!

The remaining four creatures, looking at the bloody meat pie, were trembling all over!

Their eyes were filled with endless fear, disbelief, fantasy, trance...

In the end, they all subconsciously looked at Ye Wuque, and felt their scalps numb and their bodies cold!

It was like being in front of a big devil!!

"One, one move to kill a...lower-level servant god?"

The middle-aged man with a gloomy face was trembling with a trembling voice and chattering teeth, like a peeled hermit crab, shivering!

"Amitabha..."

Only the old monk with a sallow face murmured the Buddha's name at this time, but a slight tremor could still be heard from it.

In the weird atmosphere, the snoring bald-headed old man finally seemed to wake up, and muttered sleepily: "What's going on? Why was it so noisy just now... Shit!!!"

The bald-headed old man suddenly let out a terrified roar!

Coupled with the strange phenomenon that just appeared, finally...

Tap tap tap!

The guards of the garrison outside found something wrong, and saw that they rushed into the big bunk bed! Before

they walked in completely, they heard Ergou's questioning voice with a hint of dissatisfaction.

"Why are the seven of you making so much noise for no reason?"