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Another year passed.

Hunting Forest.

Since Yang Ming entered the Junior Soul Master College, it has been two years. Even with each upgrade, the amount of absorbed soul power is three times that of others. Yang Ming has gone through a lot of hard work and is now reaching the Soul Master Promotion. Soul Master's critical point.

Yang Ming came to the Soul Hunting Forest. In addition to hunting and exchanging gold soul coins, he just wanted to see if there were any suitable millennial soul beasts to hunt for a suitable soul ring.

This is also no way. If Yang Ming wants to get the matching items and props through the system, it is too difficult, and it is far better to come here to try his luck.

Of course, Yang Ming rejected the request of the teacher of the Junior Soul Teacher Academy to lead the team. Even the headmaster of the Soul Sect level was refused by Yang Ming, but he borrowed a token from the principal to enter and leave the Hunting Forest.

Today, Yang Ming is eight years old, about one meter four meters tall, white clothes and white pants, a pair of shoes, long short hair with original Jane's long hair, a slanting bangs on the forehead, a pair of bright eyes, and occasionally a flash of sharpness. Sharp edge.

Perhaps because of the daring of the artists, Yang Ming walked all the way, without any sign of concealing his identity, or any disguise.

The market outside the forest is still as prosperous as ever.

"Walk by and pass by, don't miss it. A carefully crafted map of the outer forest of the soul hunting forest, 10 gold soul coins for one price."

"The intelligence clues of the acquisition of the 400-year-old Yinyue sly fox, interested parties chat in private."

"The food is delicious canned sardines made by Wuhun. It is a must-have dish for home travel. You don’t need 998 Gintama, you can order 10 cans with only 288 Gintama!"

Yang Ming came to the stall selling maps and stopped.

After the Holy Soul Village was razed to the ground, the old Jack was taken in the Wuhun Palace and worked as a cleaner in the Wuhun Temple. He was taken care of by the Bishop of Besca. Every month, he earned 1 gold soul coin plus Yang Ming. Every month there is a subsidy for the Golden Soul Coins in the Wuhun Palace, and it is not a problem to take out the money.

There is no point in bargaining, and Yang Ming is also reluctant to waste time here, handing over the money and delivering the goods, and taking the map and leaving.

However, Yang Ming did not pay attention to a detail.

The moment he extended his right hand to connect to the ground map, the Youhai Najie worn on his finger was immediately caught by the hawker.

As the saying goes, there is no business without mercy, and no business without mercy.

In addition to having a business mind, those who come out to do business must also have a pair of conscious eyes.

The hawker's eyes were very hot, and he recognized them all at once. Youhai Najie was an advanced soul guide and was of extraordinary value.

Wine-colored charming eyes, wealth and money moving.

As a great man said, if capital has a profit of 50%, it will take risks, if it has a profit of 100%, it will dare to trample on all laws of the world, if it has a profit of 300%, it will Dare to commit any crime, and even hanged.

At the moment of handing over the goods, the hawker pretended to touch Yang Ming's wrist inadvertently, using Wuhun's ability to leave a sunflower-shaped mark.

After Yang Ming left the stall, the hawker's eyes turned around, and when he saw that no one was paying attention to him, he immediately put away the stall and turned into a cold and narrow alley.

At the end of the alley is a wooden door. The stone ladder is wet and covered with smooth moss. It seems that few people come to visit.

The hawker knocked six times and one lightly on the door, seeming to have answered some kind of secret code, and a small window opened on the door, revealing only a pair of blue eyes.

The hawker bowed his head and smiled, smiling:

"I found a fat sheep, and I want to sell you intelligence."

The door opened silently, as if the owner behind the door had agreed to the transaction.

Where there is light, darkness will naturally breed.

Especially in the fish-dragon mixed land of the Soul Hunting Forest, a large number of foreigners enter the market every year. In the process of creating the market prosperity, it naturally contains evil forces that ordinary people do not pay attention to.

Soon after the hawker entered, a group of black-robed mermaids walked out of the door.

The hawker’s martial spirit is called Twin Sunflower. Its ability is to stick a sunflower mark to the target. As long as it is within a kilometer, it can vaguely sense the target.

There are countless martial arts souls in Douluo mainland, and there are thousands of soul skills.

Where will Yang Ming know that if he only makes one shopping on the street, he will be stared at by someone who is interested?

After presenting the token, Yang Ming successfully passed the survey outside the Soul Hunting Forest.

Breathing the smell of decaying leaves in the fresh forest, Yang Ming looked down at the newly purchased map while walking.

Most of the soul hunting forests that allow outsiders to enter basically do not exist for thousands of years, and even the thousand-year-old soul beasts are very rare. Most of them are hidden deep in the soul-hunting forest. As much as just buying a Mark Six on the street, you can win the jackpot.

Yang Ming came this time just to try his luck.

After all, this soul hunting forest near Notting City is still relatively low-level, and it is not easy to find the Millennium Soul Beast.

Stepping on the fallen leaves on the ground, Yang Ming left a mark on the passing trees along the way. The mark is written in Chinese. Of course, Yang Ming will not be stupid enough to leave his name. The word Tang San.

After walking for most of the day, Yang Ming was somewhat disappointed to find that except for encountering several soul beasts full of malicious human beings who actively attacked him on the road, he actually found nothing.

Not to mention the Millennium Soul Beast, even the 800- and 900-year-old Soul Beasts are now hard to come across on the periphery.

Every year, a large number of people come in to hunt outside the soul hunting forest. It is no wonder that the soul beasts are harvested like leeks.

Seeing the sky getting late, Yang Ming sighed in his heart.

"It seems that ~www.ltnovel.com~ Tomorrow I have to try to enter the middle of the soul hunting forest. The outer soul beast is too weak to attract my interest at all."

Looking for a tent under the leeward slope, Yang Ming took out a series of living supplies from the Youhai Najie.

Yang Ming found some wood piled up nearby, rubbing his **** and thumb against each other, and a small fire fell on the wood pile, and it was easy to start a fire.

Now, after exploring the soul of Wulian Qinglian, Yang Ming has applied Wuhun very skillfully, and Yang Ming has developed a small skill such as ignition, which is just a trivial matter.

Put up an iron pot and place it on the fire, add a pot of water, and Yang Ming's carefully prepared hot pot bottom material. As the water surface begins to boil, the hot pot bottom material becomes brighter and brighter in color, and a ray of temptation is filled. Fragrance.

Yang Ming took the early-cut fatty beef slices from Youhai Najie and cooked them a little in the hot pot. They put them on the side of the mouth and exhaled gently to cool them. They sucked into the mouth and the delicious taste was immediately on the tip of the tongue Exude.

This gave Yang Ming an illusion that he was out for a picnic.

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