The scorching sun at noon has gradually set in the west, but the heat has not weakened at all. Fortunately, the mountains and dense forests are far less hot than the room on the volcanic wall of the Holy Hammer Elder. Even at noon, lying under any tree can make people have a good sleep.

Wuming opened his arms, straightened his back, stretched his waist and opened his eyes. He lay on the branch of a large tree that was hundreds of years old, leisurely pulling out a simple iron stick from the branches behind his head.

This large iron rod, about two and a half meters long and about one inch thick, was a proud work by Elder Sacred Hammer a few years ago.

At present, this iron stick was identified as a stolen item by the people of the stove castle, and the person who stole the iron stick was the first mercenary in Tianchi City who was supposed to help the dwarves complete their tasks, but secretly stole their works as the Holy Hammer Elder.

The barking of dogs gradually came from afar, and the people from the pursuit team came to the door again.

"It seems that I underestimated Elder Holy Hammer." Zhang Feng complained in a low voice.

It was originally said that it would just send a little people, then pretend to chase Wuming and others, so that the hurricane bandits lurking in the stove castle or around the stove castle could know that there was such a thing, and then report it to their mountain king.

Unexpectedly, Elder Hour secretly summoned a lot of mercenaries and issued a reward order. Those who don’t know the truth can get the works of Elder Hour after the mission is successful. They all chased after Wuming and their butts like they took aphrodisiacs.

Since Wuming and others entered the Lost Forest for three days, there have been about a thousand mercenaries pursuing. Although they dare not attack the Hurricane bandits, they really don’t know what fear of death means when they attack Wuming and others.

Even if Wuming wanted to protect himself, he did not want other soldiers to be injured, so he killed ten-god mercenaries with his own hands. However, those who were not injured were still not afraid, regardless of the life or death of their companions, nor did they give Wuming a chance to speak. As soon as he appeared in front of them, all the people holding various swords, guns and sticks rushed towards him.

"After more than five hundred years of life, the Holy Hammer Elder has begun to ignore human life. For Legnethim, he can actually exchange the lives of so many people. Although these people are humans, not their dwarves, but..." Zhang Feng said with some complaints.

"Damn it! It seems that this kid has lived here and ran away again!" Another mercenary shouting came from the mountains not far away.

Wuming quietly came to the dense grass under the tree, which was more than half a person tall, and observed the mercenaries doing carpet-style searches in the distance.

"It's them again, sure enough." Wuming looked at the team of ten people in the distance and said to himself.

This is the only team Wuming saw after entering the Lost Forest. After the team members are injured, they will first give up their attacks on them and save their own team members.

Although Wuming didn't know the name of the mercenary who spoke, his kung fu was not bad at all, much better than the previous Domotoki. If Wuming wanted to capture him alive, it would take some effort.

In the Lost Forest, a little bit of injury may cause a person to die. It is precisely because of this that Wuming did not fight with this mercenary with good strength, because Wuming didn't want to hurt him.

"Captain, why did the village leader ask us to pretend to be mercenaries and pursue this guy named Wuming? I still can't figure it out." A person who was holding a hunting dog, wearing clothes that were very similar to the color of the plant, carrying a long bow, and a long sword hanging around his waist, said.

"The leader of the village? Pretend to be a mercenary? Could it be..." Wuming's eyes lit up. No wonder they gave him a murderous intent that was more determined than ordinary mercenaries or even Han Xing when they fought with him.

The man who was very skilled and called the captain suddenly looked around nervously, then sternly said: "Stop talking! Don't be known by the other party."

"Captain, the direction of that person's escape seemed to be the territory of the velociraptors." Another person said with some concern.

Wuming hid in the grass and smiled softly. In the past few days, he finally found a group of velociraptors through the feces of animals. These terrifying creatures living in groups, even the thinner iron sheets, can be easily captured. Not to mention mercenaries, or large troops of regular troops, they usually choose to avoid them when they see them.

Only when the velociraptors go out alone can they be surrounded by a large number of humans to increase the number of dragon knights in their own country.

However, the velociraptors are extremely fast and are difficult to catch even if they are alone. So there is no one on the mainland that has a real velociraptor unit.

There are even rumors that after the velociraptors are caught, they will not mate at all, and the male velociraptors will even self-harm a part of themselves.

The captain frowned and looked at the territory called the velociraptor in the distance, and said, "If he really goes in, it can only mean that he is not lucky."

After searching for a while, the hunting dogs they brought obviously felt that the velociraptors were in front of them. Although they knew that Wuming was not far from them, for the sake of animality, these hunting dogs still did not have the courage to get closer to the velociraptors' territory.

"It's a pity that I couldn't tell him that we were here to invite him in the face of those mercenaries." The captain shook his head as if he was deliberately speaking to Wuming, and then turned around and walked in the other direction.

"Please join me?" Wuming laughed softly. This was just like the plan he had planned at the time. He mixed into the village to gain the trust of the Hurricane bandits, found Legnethim inside, and brought it out.

Looking at the ten people who were gradually walking away, one hundred and fifty soldiers walked out of the small magic barrier made by Dimora and others, and then followed the ten people from afar.

In the impression of many people, the bandits' residence is usually surrounded by large wooden fences. There are many bandits patrolling the village with various weapons. There are even rude and heroic shouts in the village.

However, when Wuming followed these ten hurricane bandits to the so-called clan, he realized that this place was completely different from what he imagined.

In a valley surrounded by mountains, there is a busy large village or small town, which is more suitable. The buildings in the town are not luxurious at all. Everything is so simple, but it has a very natural interest. It is harmoniously integrated with the surrounding environment. Various thorny plants and the surrounding layer of faint fog that will not be illuminated by the sun, forming a natural protection.

Ancient trees are arranged in a scattered manner in this small town, making this town never feel the annoying heat.

There is also a very large area of ​​land behind the town, with plants that seem to be used as food.

The town is filled with a peaceful, warm and quiet atmosphere. Women and children leisurely shuttle back and forth between the town, enjoying the peace after lunch.

The young men were training silently with their weapons.

"This is really the copycat that makes the stove castle very troublesome? Is this really a copycat that has defeated the national army?"

Wuming shook his head when he thought of this. This was not the most important issue now. He should find a way to enter the town and join them.

Night slowly descended on the earth, and the distant horizon was filled with endless black void. This was a night without moon and stars.

Night is the time for humans to rest and also the time for many ferocious carnivorous animals to come out for food. Occasionally, there are a few wolf howls and the owls called the cry of death that people call.

The whole town fell into darkness, as if no one needed to guard it.

Under Wuming's leadership, the soldiers easily passed through various traps and obstacles and came to the yard of an ordinary house.

Wuming leaned over and listened, and heard a uniform sound coming from inside. He gently pushed open the empty door and slowly looked for food for him to eat.

On nights without starlight, you can't light the lights. Although Wuming has good eyesight, others do not have such good eyesight. They have long been burnt with rice cookers. Under the cover of the night, a soldier did not notice its existence and accidentally let it fall off the stove.

The room, which was so quiet that even a needle could be heard, suddenly the sound of a rice cooker hitting the ground, and the dog watching the door immediately screamed. The owner, who was sleeping in the room, was also hurriedly put on his clothes, and then walked out of the door carefully and walked towards Wuming.

"Who is it? Come out!" the male owner shouted nervously to the kitchen.

"Oh!" Wuming sighed and rushed out of the room. Before the male owner could react, his fist gently hit the male owner's abdomen. The male owner shook it for a moment and then fell to the ground.

The feeling from his fist told Wuming that this was a very strong man, with a much stronger muscle than an ordinary adult.

"The child's father?" The hostess, who heard a strange noise, pushed open the bedroom door, walked out in her pajamas and shouted loudly.

Such a loud voice is definitely not calling out to your husband, but to report the message.

Zhang Feng rushed up, put the lightsaber in his hand on the mistress's neck, and then said viciously: "Shut up! Otherwise, you will kill you immediately!"

"Help!" the hostess shouted loudly.

"Shut up! Otherwise, kill your husband immediately!" Zhang Feng said angrily.

The yard instantly returned to quiet.

The soldiers were obviously very skilled in kidnapping, and they quickly tied up the two adults, with the boy who was only a teenager in the house.

The hostess's octave voice had already awakened many sleeping people, and there were also people who were ambushing the darkness of the town and guarding the town. At this time, they rushed over and surrounded the yard where Wuming and others were.

The whole yard was illuminated by the fire outside for a while, and many people shouted loudly to Wuming and others in the house: "If you are still a hero, don't treat others as hostages. If you have sex, come out and fight us one-on-one!"

Wuming glanced at Zhang Feng, and Zhang Feng immediately shouted loudly: "One-on-one challenge? I don't think you can really make the decision after you go out. Even if you can make the decision, I don't think you will abide by the rules of one-on-one challenge. When I saw that more than a hundred of us would fight all of you."

"Let me find someone who keeps his word! I don't have time to talk to you guys who don't keep his word!" Zhang Feng deliberately shouted to the people outside the room, wanting to make others equal to bandits when they hear his voice.

"This friend, I am the owner of this villa, Ling Du Yu." A very magnetic male voice rang outside the door, and the excited people around him also quieted down. Outside the door, only the crackling sound made by the fire when the fire burned was left.

"Give us food! I want two hundred... no! three hundred... no! four hundred steamed buns! Otherwise we will kill the hostages!" Zhang Feng shouted loudly.

After Zhang Feng shouted these words, Wuming, who rarely smiled, almost laughed. This may be the cheapest blackmail in the history of kidnapping and extortion.

"We will eat the vegetables we stir-fried last night for lunch today." Zhang Feng sat in the yard, picked up a toothpick from the table, picked up the vegetables inside his teeth, and looked at the three tied hostages, Zhang Feng shouted loudly to the people who were delivering food outside again.

Wuming has been in this town for three days. Facing him, a person who has a special sensitivity to drugs and poisons, the people in the town have given up this method completely after letting the medicine in the dishes many times.

Although Ling Duyu would send people to persuade Wuming every day, giving him various guarantees, such as permanent residence, and would not hold them accountable for the kidnapping of the hostages so that he could release the hostages.

But based on the idea of ​​a fugitive, Wuming knew that he would never be able to go out like this now, so he had to continue to pretend to be a scoundrel and spend time with them here.

"My friend, we already know something about you. I heard that you stole the works of Elder Holy Hammer of the Stove Castle. Then I might as well tell you that we are the most famous bandit organization in the West of the mainland - the Hurricane Bandits. I think you should have heard of it. How about you join us? I can guarantee that according to your strength, I will give you a share you deserve." Ling Duyu persuaded Wuming again outside the room.

Since Ling Duyu has achieved this level, if Wuming still doesn't go out, he will perform a bit too much, and maybe there will be some reverse effect, and it may not be certain.

"It seems that Ling Duyu is also a trustworthy person. He has not launched a real attack on me within three days, so I will come out!" Wuming said.

The door panel was slowly stabbed open by Zhang Feng's knife, and a trace of sunlight opened as the door panel opened and entered the room where there was no sunlight in three days.

Wuming saw Ling Duyu who had been talking to him for the first time. Ling Duyu's figure was not strong, but instead gave him a literati feeling. The scar on his face, which broke from the corner of his right eye to the corner of his left mouth, told him that this person had stayed on the edge of life and death.

"This is the first time I have seen someone who can steal things from the stove castle." Ling Duyu walked forward, patted Wuming's shoulder with both hands, as if he had seen an old friend.

Zhang Feng hurriedly laughed at the side: "It is said that outsiders eat three children in one meal and command the commander of the Hurricane Bandits' Corps, who traverse the northwest, didn't expect to look so much like a noble."

Ling Duyu's eyes twitched slightly and said, "The legend is mostly unbelievable. I wonder if this is the treasure you brought out of the stove castle?"

"Hunyuan of the Holy Hammer Elder." Wuming shook the iron rod in his hand, looking like he was not caring.

Ling Duyu looked up and down at the Hunyuan in Wuming's hand. He didn't know whether he was praising Wuming's method of dancing Hunyuan or praising Hunyuan himself. He kept saying, "No, not bad..."

"I don't know where our room is?" Zhang Feng asked. His cheeky shame made the onlookers amazed. He was about to settle down immediately as soon as the hostages were released.

"What are you? There is an open space there! You have your own hands and feet, can't you build it yourself?" After a beat came out of Zhang Feng, he kept looking at him with a fierce look. The young man could no longer bear Zhang Feng's shamelessness, pulled out his own sword and shouted at him with contempt.

Ling Duyu had no intention of stopping it. Wuming smiled faintly. What should be tested must be tested. If you don’t show it, it may be difficult to get recognition from others! Especially in a nest of a bandit group, such places usually pay great attention to personal strength.

Wuming glanced at Ling Duyu beside him. Ling Duyu was showing him a kind smile, without any intention to stop him from using force. It seemed that Ling Duyu also wanted to learn more about Wuming's abilities, so that Wuming showed his strength here.

Fighting can actually be regarded as one of Wuming's specialties.

Wuming squatted slowly and gently touched the hilt with one hand. The hot air around him suddenly gave people a feeling of cooling.

Ling Qiyu's attitude became cautious, and his right hand quietly touched the sword on his waist.

"Clang!" The two swords intersected and sparked immediately.

The young man could not bear the perverted power of Wuming. He immediately took off his hand as soon as he fought the battle knife, and he sat down on the ground.

"There is only one life." Wuming said lightly.

Ling Duyu, who was standing beside him, nodded with a smile, and then said to Wuming: "I haven't moved for a long time. I wonder if sir is still interested?"
To be continued...