As a cute new devil, I am super cruel

"How can it be repaired!"

Xiao Han, who was hiding in an alley, looked at a silver shell darting into the gap of the well cover. His heart seemed to be dripping blood.

He was seriously injured, his blood was empty, his hands were covered with blood mist, his skin was torn, and the pain from the nerves made him bite his teeth and eat the stored experience fruits one by one to maintain his function.

Suddenly, the green fruit turned into experience value. A touch of additional refined energy can restore blood gas, repair the injury, and make Xiao Han's pale look slow and gradually ruddy.

In the face of Yingbao, the real silver class strong man who maintained the peak combat power, Xiao Han almost overturned and died in the other party's hands.

However, the strength of the demon king's body was beyond Xiao Han's expectation.

In a desperate situation, amazing power erupted between life and death. With sophisticated equipment (paralysis ring stood up and burped ~), the Jedi turned over!

"Ding, the task is over and the reward evaluation is in progress..."

"Ding, reward skill fruit x1, please check it, and then... Goodbye. (~ ￣ ▽ ￣) ~."

In his mind, a mockery came, which stunned Xiao Han.

A fist sized blueberry showed a column of information, which made Xiao Han gnash his teeth.

Item: skill fruit (seed status)

Grade: Silver

Introduction: it's still the original taste. Find a piece of soil, preferably gold soil.

[cough, high-end skills often only need to adopt the most simple cultivation method. Er, you can try soilless cultivation.]

However, Xiao Han's attention focused on a gray mouse emerging from the well cover. The other party sent out a bad smell. He was looking at Xiao Han with wide brown eyes in amazement.

"The little fox is right here! Hurry up!"

"It's the breath of the dead! It must have been left by the little fox!"

"The white leopard said that if he caught the other party, he would take off his fox skin! Let's go!"

A group of well-trained shadow guards went out and turned into residual shadows to pursue the target characters.

But the real target they tracked was a skeleton warrior who was good at speed. He was stained with Xiao Han's blood and had a trace of spirituality. He barely remembered his fighting consciousness, such as how to hold a hand of hatred in complex terrain and appreciate the way the enemy could not catch up.

In the dark sewer, Xiao Han, who played with a golden cicada, escaped safely through the rotten road under the leadership of a gray mouse.

The employment fee is a silver shell. The slaves living at the bottom have no right and no reason to refuse.

Moreover, Xiao Han went deep into the territory of the Gubang family, and the surrounding route was blocked. In a state of serious injury, he could only survive for a while, waiting for the support of Guanghui and the necromancer.

"Quack!"

In a dark alley, the well cover trembled and was soon lifted. A squirrel emerged from the well cover. Looking left and right, he climbed out of the well cover after confirming safety.

Then, a little figure came out and landed safely.

"Hoo ~"

Xiao Han took a deep breath. The smell of the sewer was absolutely uncomfortable. He bumped into a centipede 30 cm long on the way, which scared him to almost set a fire to extinguish each other.

Fortunately, the last scene of fish roasting in the cemetery stopped Xiao Han's death in time. If a fire went down, it was estimated that the whole Titan city could have a fireworks party. Well, the next day, without the help of the Gubang family, he was arrested by the urban management guard headed by Han mo.

"Bang!"

In the crisscross alleys, Xiao Han inadvertently kicked a rusty tin can, but the squirrel leading the way reacted quickly, hugged the kicked tin can and fell to the ground without making a sound.

"Sir, this is the territory on the edge of the Gubang family."

The squirrel carefully put the tin tin can aside and introduced it to Xiao Han with a confused face.

Xiao Han looked up slightly. With the help of the dim moonlight, he saw a messy and desolate street. The shabby ground was piled with all kinds of garbage, shabby cloth and rotten peel, while the unwashed walls on both sides were full of cracks and covered with a layer of gray green moss.

"Do you all live here?"

Xiao Han was surprised that the desolate land here was several times better than the abandoned houses before.

A group of lowly and tortured bottom slaves struggle to survive in this narrow space.

However, the cautious Xiao Han sensed the surrounding situation. There was no strong ambush in every corner of the street.

For the squirrel bought with a silver shell, Mengxin devil still has some distrust.

It is reasonable to say that this struggling class at the bottom is fierce and dark in the heart. There is no need to annoy the master in order to protect him. It is also reasonable to secretly report Xiao Han.

"Sir, wait first."

The squirrel whispered. In a mossy corner, he dug out a small cloth bag in the soft ground with his small claws. After carefully opening it, there was a piece of black bread stuffed inside.

Then, after confirming that the black bread was intact, the squirrel took Xiao Han to the "haze" settlement.

Rows of houses with weeds and abandoned for many years, and simple decoration reveal the poverty of the owner.

In Titan City, where slaves lived was divided according to tribes. This house, which could not be called a dump, was the gathering place of "haze".

The abandoned land that Xiao Han saw before was inhabited by the "haze" high-rise in the tribe. People who have no status in the tribe, such as gray rats, will be arranged here.

It was late at night, and the surrounding squirrels slept early because they had to get up and work tomorrow morning, which gave Xiao Han and the squirrels a chance to sneak in carefully.

So, the squirrel took Xiao Han and entered a house with cracked corners. The internal space was narrow, only as big as an ordinary room.

Xiao Han lifted up a touch of beautiful hair, and his blood pupil flickered a faint light. He glanced around. There was no decoration except simple tables, chairs and beds, but the room was unusually clean.

After Xiao Han looked at it, the squirrel took a basin of cut black bread and presented it.

"I'm very sorry, sir. There's nothing good to entertain you at home."

The squirrel apologized and pinched the silver shell with a touch of uneasiness on his face.

He, who works in the sewer on weekdays, naturally doesn't know Xiao Han's real identity.

Looked at Xiao Han's back with a bleak look. Her cherry blond hair hung around her waist. Her milk like skin was like white jade, soft gold, smooth and transparent. Although her light clothes were worn, it was difficult to hide her noble temperament.

In its impression, those who can casually take out a silver shell and look lovely are the ladies of the rich and noble in the city.

"No problem."

Xiao Han touched the black bread. It was very small. It was only the size of an egg, but it was very clean. The moldy layer was cut and eaten by the squirrel.

On the badly worn table, there are two intact wood statues. One is a man in heavy armor, riding a mammoth and carrying a war knife, which is full of the remarkable bravery of northern Europe. The other is a wizard with three pairs of butterfly wings on his back and robes. He can't see his face clearly and is full of mystery.

Ares, the God of war,

And arcelstin, the God of dreams.