Demon Hunter and His Hut

A dark black off-road vehicle slowly parked in Bay Town Center Park, Moore opened the window and lit a cigarette.

The red lips lightly opened, she took a deep breath, the length of the cigarette was shortened at a speed visible to the naked eye, Moore exhaled a puff of cigarette, and accurately flicked the cigarette with only the butt into the trash can on the side of the road.

She opened the car door and leaned on it gently, her seemingly indifferent gaze swept across the square.

"I like places like this, it's quiet and peaceful."

"The most important thing is to be close to the sea."

I stretched my waist, and the beautiful curves were exposed in the air. It is rare to see such a charming and fashionable urban girl like Moore in the bay town.

Not long after Moore stopped here, he attracted the attention of many men. The older ones just watched from a distance and talked a few words with friends.

But there are some younger guys who can't control the hormones in their bodies, and they are surrounded by twos and threes.

Instigated by a group of friends, a young man with ear studs and short black skin pretended to walk over, but before he could speak, Moore's eyes quickly glanced over.

"leave me alone."

The voice was indifferent, with a sense of alienation from above.

The boy's face was blushing, and there was a faint laughter from his companions in the distance. He gritted his teeth and gathered up his courage, and took another step forward.

"Is it your first time to Bay Town?"

"My name is……"

"Snapped!"

A heavy palm patted his shoulder, the young man felt a pain in his shoulder and turned his head suddenly, only to see a man of his age staring at him with a bad expression.

"Go away, you're blocking my way!"

The man talking was tall, but he looked a little thin, pale, and his eyes were sunken, as if he hadn't had a good rest for a week.

Being rejected for nothing and the tone of the man's speech was really not so pleasant, the young man's face sank, but he didn't wait for the pain in his shoulder to intensify.

The man's thin palms were like iron tongs.

"Ah...it hurts!"

"Hurry up and stop me!"

The young man couldn't help screaming. Hearing his voice, his companions who were watching the excitement from a distance leaned over one after another.

"what happened?!"

"Let him go!"

puff!

The boy was pushed to the ground by a huge force. Just as everyone was about to get angry, they saw the thin man take a step forward, with a beast-like light in his eyes, and a suppressed low roar echoed in his throat.

Although they were standing on the edge of the park, everyone felt as if they had come to the virgin forest, and they were facing a hungry beast.

"Taylor, you're late."

Moore casually glanced at his watch.

"A little trouble on the way."

The man called Tyler replied, biting his nails.

"Hey, what do you two mean?"

"Is it enough to push my friend down? Apologize to us now!"

Someone lifted the boy who fell to the ground and shouted loudly.

"It's for your own good to keep you away."

Moore stepped forward.

Her fingers ran along the boy's cheek, "Little guy, you have to be polite when chasing girls, you look like this now..."

"Tsk tsk."

There was a strange brilliance in Moore's eyes, and his voice became gentle and low, making people unable to help but want to obey.

"Okay, let's go back."

"If we can meet again next time, I may be able to give you a little sweetness to taste."

With a tap on the boy's forehead, Moore turned around and got into the car, "Come with me and don't make trouble again."

The second half of the sentence was naturally addressed to Taylor, who was standing beside him.

A group of teenagers were dizzy, and they didn't know who was the first to act, and everyone dispersed without saying anything.

"If I didn't intervene just now, what were you going to do?"

"At the gate of the park, maiming several unscrupulous teenagers, and then attracting the attention of the police, further alarming the Hunters Guild?"

Moore started the car, "Let me do the rest, there is no need to do it."

"At the critical moment, there is a chance for you to do it."

Tyler didn't make a sound, but shrunk his thin body into the seat.

"it is good."

After a simple response, he closed his eyes.

Moore took out a shell-like thing and put it in his hand.

"According to the feedback of these several times, I have ruled out several other places. According to the energy fluctuation, it is very likely to be here."

"We're lucky this time. If everything goes well, maybe we can get something."

Moore drove out of the center of the town, gradually approaching a nearby road, parked the car in the grass, and opened the door.

"Here is the final feedback point."

"The next test will take a while, so we can just go in and search."

Moore woke Taylor, who was in a drowsy state, and after locking the car, the two walked into the woods.

…………

At the same time, Roger, who was exercising in the training room, stopped sweating profusely.

"No, it's always a little bit worse!"

Before retrieving the steel sword, Roger's thoughts were all focused on cultivation, and he absorbed almost all the effects of the second-stage enhancement. The overall quality was enhanced again, and the feedback on the trial swordsmanship also improved a lot.

However, he is still a little short of the level 3 of the trial swordsmanship, but this little gap is bigger than ever.

Roger guessed that without the help of other external forces, it would take at least a month for him to fully activate the strength in his body and reach the limit completely by practicing alone.

This is equivalent to a water mill, and there is no rush.

He originally wanted to use the third-stage tempering potion after he raised his trial swordsmanship to level three, so Roger guessed that he might even break the limits of the human body without using the green herbal potion.

Although he has not entered the supernatural, he has the same power as the supernatural. At that time, the effect of using green herbal medicine should be better.

However, at the moment, it will take a long time to adopt such a method. One month is only a preliminary estimate. The specific use time may be shorter than that, or longer than a month.

To be honest, Roger is also a little hesitant now. He immediately takes the third-stage tempering potion and waits for his body to push the trial swordsmanship to level three before using it.

There is definitely a big difference in effect.

After resting for a while and wiping the sweat off his body, Roger began to prepare the raw materials for the third-stage tempering potion.

The specific formula is very similar to the second stage, but the production is very different.

First, according to the method of the second stage, configure the exact same second-order quenching agent.

Immediately afterwards, Roger ground and fused the remaining alchemy materials, and placed them in different categories.

These things are kept in the storage box by him, and they can be taken out and used at any time as long as they are ready.

Whenever there is no way to make a decision immediately, Roger intends to let it go for a while to calm himself down.

I looked at the food in the storage box and saw the bottom.

After thinking about it, he decided to go out.

I have been working hard recently, and I naturally consume food very quickly.

But when Roger walked out of the woods, he accidentally encountered two strangers.