I Am a Professional Hunter

Footsteps, dense.

Smoke and dust, everywhere.

Countless army of [dead], chasing a bleak figure running wildly.

With simple equipment and a single shadow, he was followed by walking corpses like a wolf and a tiger, but his expression never showed even a moment of panic and fear.

It's not self-confidence with ease, nor is it fearless anger...

It was a decision that knew that there were tigers in the mountains, and was inclined to go to the mountains. It was a tragic and vigorous decision to pursue something more important than life after careful deliberation.

Don't dissuade those who know the danger and want to move forward.

They are not fools.

"Can't look back...Xiao Jiang, Jiang Wenming...Don't look, take a step forward, just go ahead..."

Listening to the intensive footsteps behind him, Xiao Jiang was sweating, and his hand holding the wooden stick trembled slightly.

His body is afraid, his flesh and blood are roaring, and every cell in his body is wailing, wanting to escape the living hell.

"Don't shake...Don't shake! Be brave! You are not a coward!"

Xiao Jiang gritted his teeth. He wanted to look back and confirm the situation behind him, but he knew that once he saw... he would be afraid... and once he was afraid, people would lose courage.

"I'm just an ordinary person, embarrassed to reuse... but I only... I don't want to be a burden to Qin Wen!"

"Snapped!"

Xiao Jiang ran hard in that direction, and slapped himself severely.

"Enough! But become a handful of dirt! What's so terrible!"

Xiao Jiang roared, speeding up.

The emotion of fear was lost to the hot soul, and the trembling body obeyed the tough spirit.

Yes, the end of a person is doomed from birth.

What is growth? Every time you take a step toward death, you grow by a point.

till the end.

Flesh turns soil, ossulates dust, blood turns into mud, and soul turns into smoke.

It can prove that everything you have ever existed is between the scattered and nothingness.

"Uh..."

Countless [dead people] chased after Xiao Jiang frantically, tirelessly, regardless of the cost.

Several [dead people] who had not completely decayed still had some strength, and under the blessing of death, they gradually caught up with Xiao Jiang in front of them.

In front of Xiao Jiang, a few wandering [dead] also attracted attention.

They surrounded Xiao Jiang, trying to swallow the only source of anger in this land of death.

"How far is it..."

Xiao Jiang gritted his teeth, waved a wooden stick to break up one [dead] one after another, and ran in that direction desperately.

But Qi Yuxi's protection can only tell him the direction, but can't perceive the distance.

Maybe it's right in front of you, maybe far away, Xiao Jiang doesn't know how long he needs to run, but he can only run.

Every time Xiao Jiang passed by the tomb bag, he would alarm the sleeping dead. Under the effect of death, those sleeping bodies gradually awakened. The more Xiao Jiang moved, the more enemies he would wake up.

But he must find the front line again, must move, this is trapped in an endless loop.

Either Xiao Jiang finds the situation and solves it quickly, or there are more and more [dead people] until he traps him alive.

This is the eyes of the earth line, this is the [burial soil howling soul].

This is because Xiao Jiang is here. He is a mortal and his anger is extremely limited. Therefore, although the amount of the [dead] that appears at this time is large, but the intensity is average, even ordinary people can easily cope with one or two as long as they overcome their fears.

If the person is Qin Wen...then the dead aura here is matched with the earth element, and the [dead] who appears will probably be wearing earth armor and holding a stone soldier, and the single combat power will be close to the fierce spirit.

If that were the case, it would be dangerous.

A fierce spirit, Qin Wen, can easily handle it, ten of them are not enough, how about one hundred? How about a thousand?

"Since I'm dead, just lie down for me!"

The few [deceased] in front of him were getting closer, and Xiao Jiang couldn't avoid it, let alone be delayed, otherwise he would be overtaken by the army behind and would be instantly submerged.

He roared, raised his right hand, and directly thrust the wooden stick into the eye socket of the nearest [dead].

Suddenly, the rotten eyes burst open, and the grayish-yellow juice splashed all over. Although the wooden stick was not sharp, it easily smashed the skull under the strength of Xiao Jiang, and even the whole head of the [dead] Pry it down.

"Don't get in the way!"

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Jiang raised his leg and kicked to the other side. A [dead man] wanted to get closer, but was kicked on the knee by Xiao Jiang. The whole leg was directly turned upside down. He instantly lost his balance and staggered. He fell down, but reached out and grabbed Xiao Jiang's trouser legs before he fell.

The trousers of the whole left leg were torn, and the anti-biting hay sprinkled out, and it was good for the hay to be placed, otherwise the leg would be injured now.

Xiao Jiang's speed didn't decrease in the slightest, and after he blasted through the obstacles, he continued to run wildly, leaving nothing behind.

Along the way, he can dodge and go around, or go around when he can't circumvent, but when he can't dodge or go around, he will do his best to shoot, and continue to run after a quick bombardment.

"Huh...huh..."

Xiao Jiang's breathing gradually changed from smooth to heavy. He had been running and playing for a long time, let alone a flesh and blood body, even if he was a steel body, he was almost unable to hold it at this time.

"The ankle hurts... the heart seems to explode, the lungs can't contract anymore... the eyes are a bit double, and the brain is a little dizzy..."

"But I can't rest... I can't stop... Can't stop... Can't stop..."

Xiao Jiang's rhythm is completely chaotic, his breathing speed, heartbeat, and footsteps are completely mixed, interfering with each other, extremely uncoordinated, and even some symptoms of hypoglycemia appear.

But Jiang Wenming clenched the crown of his teeth like this, followed the guidance in the dark, and shook off the [dead] army that had set off wind and sand behind him, and moved forward step by step.

"Uh..."

"Boom!"

Xiao Jiang Mu Ne ran, waving the wooden stick in his hand, repelling the surrounding [dead] again and again, leaving the danger behind him again and again, and rushing to the unknown ahead.

"How far is it..."

"How far is it..."

"How far is it..."

Gradually, only this idea was left in Xiao Jiang's mind.

His tiger's mouth was blurred by the shock of the wooden stick, the soles of his feet were rubbed with blood blisters, his knees were swollen and swollen, his lips were chapped to the point of cracking, and his eyes were so dumb as if they were lost.

He seemed to have become a machine.

Run and wave.

These are his only two instructions.

I don't know how long it has been before, and the [dead] army behind Xiao Jiang has been thrown away for more than a thousand meters.

And Xiao Jiang finally ushered in a turning point.

"How far..."

"How far..."

Xiao Jiang murmured, his legs have lost consciousness, in fact, his whole body is about to lose the ability to perceive in extreme dehydration and weakness.

But at this moment, the direction in that mind... changed!

That was a momentary matter, and the place of guidance changed from the front to the side.

Xiao Jiang didn't even react for a while, until he ran more than ten meters away, he woke up suddenly and looked back in that direction.

It was a mound that was a bit shorter than the other graves. It was so crude that it didn't even have a tombstone.

"arrive..."

Xiao Jiang was tired and walked tremblingly. He didn't know what to do next, but vaguely, he seemed to hear something...

"Crying? Baby crying?"

The closer Xiao Jiang got to the mound, the more obvious the harsh cry.

He is very sure, what he is looking for is here! And the source of the cry, I'm afraid it is something I have to solve!

Xiao Jiang walked forward tremblingly, trying to destroy this place before the [dead] army arrived.

But... how can there be no defense around the eyes?

"Roar!"

A roar sounded, and a black shadow appeared instantly, rushing towards Xiao Jiang.

That is a deceased person who has not decayed, that is to say, he is much stronger than the average [dead]!

The man was wearing a white coat and seemed to be a doctor. His mouth was wide open, and the flesh of both cheeks was torn apart by the open jaw, and he bit towards Xiao Jiang's neck!

"roll!"

Although Xiao Jiang is exhausted to the extreme, he is still strong and strong, with the protection of Qin Wen's [Speaking Spirit] and the power of self-protection!

He lifted the wooden stick and swept away, drew a stick on the temple of the [dead man].

It was a coincidence...Although he could hold it ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, the wooden stick he picked up could no longer withstand the destruction and broke directly.

The [dead] who leaped forward was drawn by Xiao Jiang, and the angle was completely offset. The huge mouth that had originally bitten into Xiao Jiang's neck, bit on Xiao Jiang's shoulder.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Severe pain came from the shoulder, blood overflowed, Xiao Jiang roared and held [Dead Man]'s forehead, pushing it away.

But the other party bit too deadly, even directly connected to the skin, tearing off a large muscle.

Xiao Jiang quickly backed away, his face even paler.

Unarmed, exhausted, bleeding, and the enemy is attacked, all that is left... is the fighting spirit.

The army of the dead behind was getting closer, and the wound on his shoulder was hot and painful.

The azure blue of the sky was covered by the rising dust, and the dripping blood became the only bright color in the graveyard.

Complete desperation.