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However, what was different today was that a moment later, Qin Rufeng breathed out a faint impure Qi. He opened his eyes, revealing a pair of eyes that were as bright as the stars.

Perhaps it was because tomorrow he was going to leave his dream home with the mercenary group, or perhaps it was because tomorrow he was going to make up for his regrets from his past life, but he had never been able to enter the state of deep cultivation.

After an unknown period of time, he laughed at himself: "Hehe! Even in the next life, I won't be able to avoid her, right? "

Qin Rufeng stared at the silver moon in the sky and murmured, "In the end, it's because I'm too stubborn. Even if you're a gift from heaven, you're still a demon."

After that, he gently shook his head, as if he was telling someone else, and also like a warning to himself, "If you owe me in your previous life, then you will have nothing to do with me in this life!"

"… …"

Early in the morning, Qin Rufeng woke up from his shallow layer of cultivation. Borrowing the faint light of dawn, he walked out of the Qin residence with Little Nine's sword sheath on his back.

At this moment, two expensive carriages were parked in front of the west side of the town's inn. Dozens of heavily armed men were loading the goods.

One of them, a bearded man, saw Qin Rufeng heading towards them. He put down the goods in his hands and said straightforwardly, "Are you the little fellow who wants to take a ride?"

Qin Rufeng stood at the original spot and nodded.

When the man saw Qin Rufeng stop in his tracks, he thought that he had frightened him too much.

He could not help but grin and said apologetically, "Don't be afraid, little guy. You are sitting in the carriage at the back." After which, he pointed his finger out.

Qin Rufeng pretended to nod his head, and then walked towards the horse carriage the man had pointed at him earlier.

"Halt!"

With a shout, a wave of sword light flew towards Qin Rufeng.

Qin Rufeng frowned slightly as he saw the entire area in front of him covered in sword light. Killing intent surged in his eyes, and without even asking the reason, he immediately used his killing move, wanting to put him to death.

In his previous life, Qin Rufeng had always been like this: The King of Hell wants me to die, I definitely won't keep the King of Hell until the fourth fragment. If you want me to die, then I want you to die before me.

The profound energy in his palm instantly condensed as the Nine Yin Meridians Palm faintly took shape in his hand. His whole body gradually turned illusory, and Illusory Shadows Art circulated in his body in an instant.

Just when the sword shadows that filled the sky were about to fall, Qin Rufeng suddenly dispersed the Nine Yin Meridians Palm and the Illusory Shadow Art. He shouted hoarsely, "Help!"

Just as expected, in the nick of time, a shadow more than a head taller than him appeared in front of him, blocking all the sword shadows.

That black shadow was the man who had just spoken with Qin Rufeng. His originally simple and honest appearance was completely gone. A ferocious and vicious aura surrounded him.

However, after seeing that Qin Rufeng was fine, that stream of Xue Li's Qi flashed by and was replaced by his honest appearance. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Qin Rufeng would have thought that he was hallucinating.

"Miss Situ, although you are our great guest, you cannot kill my employer in my mercenary group. If this were to spread out, the reputation that I, Xue Sha, have built up over the decades would disappear! "If there is a next time, my Blood Evil Mercenary Group will not accompany you!"

"Captain Xue Sha, how much did this person pay? I, Situ Qing, offer three times the amount. The requirement is that only us, the Situ sisters, are not allowed to have anyone in the mercenary group."

Moreover, Captain Xue Sha, you should also know that this time, you've come to the Blood Evil Mercenaries for safety! " The woman who called herself Situ Qing pulled back her sword as she spoke coldly.

"Oh?" This time, Qin Rufeng's interest was piqued. He smiled bitterly in his heart, "So it's the two sisters, Situ Qing and Situ Qing."

After pondering for a moment, the 'honest' captain of the Blood Evil Mercenaries shook his head and said, "I hope eldest miss will not make things difficult for me. You know the rules of this mercenary group. If I agree to your request, I'm afraid my Blood Evil Mercenaries will have no place to stand."

Situ Qing also felt that he had put a lot of pressure on him, and the frosty expression on his face eased a bit.

At this time, a cold and arrogant voice came out of the expensive car in front of them. "Jing Er is Captain Xue Sha's man, so you don't have to worry about your safety. Just hurry over … "Cough …"

Before he could finish, a cough was forcefully suppressed, as if it was caused by a dry throat.

Hearing that the people in the carriage were coughing, Situ Qing immediately tensed up and ran to the side of the carriage. It took him a while before he could calm down.

He said to Captain Xue Sha, "Then please hurry. As for your other guest, you'd better not have any other intentions. Otherwise, my sword will not show mercy."

Qin Rufeng shook his head at Situ Qing's words. He turned around and walked towards the carriage that was prepared for him.

The previous tense situation ended in such an awkward fashion.

At this moment, Qin Rufeng, who was sitting in the carriage, also didn't expect to meet Situ Qing and Situ Qing. He thought that they would never have anything to do with each other ever since the incident in the Ancient Xuan Wasteland.

It was obvious that Situ Qing was injured in the carriage, and the injury was definitely not light. The seemingly cold and arrogant voice from before was actually strong on the outside, but in the end, the coughing sound clearly indicated that someone was in the carriage to help her suppress her injuries.

"… …"

The ironwood carriage rolled across the soft mud, and between the dozen or so ironwood carriages, there were two expensive and large carriages that slowly made their way across this desolate land.

It was already the thirteenth day since they had left the town. Qin Rufeng lifted the curtain from the window and looked at the dusky sky as he muttered, "I must pass through this wilderness before tonight. It is obviously a very stupid thing to set up camp here."

Putting down the curtain, he continued to cultivate his Great Development Scripture. It had been a full two months since he last cultivated, and his cultivation had only risen by one level, reaching the eighth level of the Mysterious Foundation Stage.

His cultivation was still too low, and the family's crisis had yet to be resolved. Even though the Dong Han Family and his family were not doing anything yet, that did not mean they would not do anything in the future.

His mother was still imprisoned in the Mo Clan, and the faces of his enemies from his previous life were clearly visible to him. There was still a lot of things that he needed to do.

To others, to be able to raise a rank in two months was already a heaven-defying feat, but it was still too slow for Qin Rufeng.

"Stop, I'm afraid that we won't be able to leave this wasteland before tonight. Let's set up camp here." Outside the carriage, Situ Qing began to call for everyone to start a fire and cook.

The carriage stopped, causing Qin Rufeng to furrow his brows. He jumped down from the carriage and obstructed them, "You absolutely cannot set up camp here. The four directions are empty, and if someone were to invade, then we will all be sitting ducks in a jar. "