Glance Backs in Primordial World

However, when Leng Wuhen gave up the idea, he slowly approached a man in red behind the team of more than ten people below. The man looked about 20 years old, with a wolf tooth pattern and long gray hair at the corner of his eyes.

Although the appearance is not handsome, it gives people a different temperament, with a crescent shaped machete on his back and a cold breath on his body. When the team of more than a dozen people reflected that someone was following behind them, they had already been easily solved by the young people in red.

Blood spilled all over the ground, and even a lot of it splashed into the surrounding trees. The young man in red looked around and didn't find anything. Then he bent down to find out all the food on the other side and threw it into a storage space. He got up and wanted to leave, but there was a voice behind him.

"Yes, I appreciate your way of killing people without giving them any pain." Cold no trace is still lying on the branch, light to the distance is not far from the young man in red said.

"Who? Who's talking. " The young man in red felt a little uneasy, his expression became very serious, his eyes showed a trace of edge, and he looked around at will.

He didn't find anyone, but he knew someone was by his side, but he couldn't feel it. It showed that the other side was very strong. The man then roared aimlessly: "if you have the ability, come out for me. What's the ability to hide and play tricks!"

However, Leng Wuhen had already jumped down from the tree, and was less than three meters away from the young man in red. He looked lazy and said: "if you can't find anyone, you can say that the other party is pretending to be a ghost. Such words don't seem to come from people like you. After all, it's the pronoun of the weak."

After hearing this, the young man in red trembled, and a little sweat flowed from his forehead. He slowly turned around and looked at the man who was smiling at him, but the smile revealed a strange taste.

And that pair of demonic eyes seems to be able to penetrate people's mind in general, men give him the feeling is very lax, the look of disapproval, all show a strong self-confidence.

There was a pungent smell of blood in the air. It was the smell of blood from the more than ten people who had just died. They didn't feel any discomfort.

The young man in red and Leng Wuhen looked at each other in this way. They were silent for a short time. The oppressive feeling in the air overflowed like a tide. With a cold wind blowing by them, they burst out an aggressive cold breath.

"Who are you?" The tone of the young man in red is slightly heavy.

"Who are you? Didn't your master tell you that you'd better introduce yourself before asking others? This is called respect." Cold no trace said with a sneer.

At this time, Leng Wuchen's white robe made a slight noise in the cold wind, with a trace of wrinkles. It seemed so natural with a smile. Even from the beginning to the end, Leng Wuchen gave him a feeling of lightness.

The more Leng Wuchen behaved like this, the more he made the young man in red feel uneasy. On the contrary, he felt more uneasy. He could only harden his head and said in a deep voice, "my name is Duan Qiu. I'm from yunyezong."

Yunyezong? Cold no trace heart secret way, can't help feeling a little funny, now yunyezong is so popular, the other party strength is good, should not choose to pretend to be a weakest sect.

"You think I'll believe the lies in your mouth. To tell you the truth, I'm from yunyezong, but I've never seen you or heard of you." Cold no trace tone a little cold.

It seems that this sentence should be most appropriate to Leng Wuchen by the disciples of yunyezong, but Leng Wuchen just wants to test the other party.

"Believe it or not, I said I'm a disciple of yunyezong. My name is Duan Qiu, and I'm still a core disciple. Because of my age, I can enter this competition just to better protect my younger martial brothers and younger martial sisters. Otherwise, why do you think I would collect so much food alone?"

When Duan Qiu heard that the other party was a disciple of yunyezong, his heart relaxed a lot, but he still observed Leng Wuchen's every move to prevent the other party from attacking suddenly.

"In this way, your words are still convincing, but I can't trust you, just as you can't trust me. Why don't you recite the names of yunyezong's competitors, and if you say it right, I'll trust you. What do you think?"

Leng Wuhen suddenly began to smile a little. It was obvious that he was trying to embarrass him.

"You're trying to force others into difficulties. It's impossible. Besides, I'm not familiar with everyone. For example, I don't know you who claim to be yunyezong, and I've never even seen you. If we want to say the most unlikely one, it should be you."

Duan Qiu tried his best to make himself calm and natural, because he knew that if he showed a trace of fear at the moment, he was afraid that he would stay here, and his fists could not help holding together!

Leng Wuchen walked slowly. The white robe danced in the wind, which made him look very cold. The sleeve robe between his hands floated with the wind. In those cold eyes, the pupil burst out two strange lights. The next second was covered with a layer of scarlet light, and then there were golden lines.Seeing this, Duan Qiu swallowed his saliva unconsciously. Looking at the approaching coldness, his heart trembled. Even his clenched fists exuded sweat. Although he tried his best to calm himself, his tough heart had already shaken in front of the other party's powerful aura.

Leng Wuhen had already stood in front of Duan Qiu. He raised his right hand and patted Duan Qiu's cheek gently. He said in a cold voice: "you are too young. You know you are not as good as the other party, but you still doubt it. It's stupid."

Then Leng Wuchen wiped a cold smile on the corner of his mouth and walked by Duan Qiu. However, he didn't go far. He then said, "it's yunyezong who saved your life. I'm Chai haoxuan. If you don't agree, you can come to me at any time."

The cold and traceless figure gradually disappeared in the depths of the jungle. At this time, Duan Qiu's whole body was already in a cold sweat, and even the sweat on his forehead was more obvious. It may also be that the air here was overheated. Only he knew how.

After Leng Wuhen left for a long time, Duan Qiu gradually shook his numb hands. Just now, Leng Wuhen's oppressive feeling made him numb all over the body. He didn't even have the strength to fight back. Duan Qiu had no thinking ability except to sigh here.