The black thief did not feel ashamed, but felt proud instead. His understanding was that it was a thief, a thief. Whoever stole it, it wasn't a thief.

A group of excited players walked out. From the looks of the joy in their eyes, it wasn't hard to see that they had gained a lot from this. Generally speaking, there were two types of people who would come out before nightfall. One was people who would automatically retreat, and the other was people who had gained too much and were afraid of an accident. There were seven of them, which obviously belonged to the latter.

The black bandit staggered and stuck close to it. At some point, a pool of blood had appeared on his chest, and his breath was heavy, as if he would collapse at any moment.

"Where did this little kid come from!" The burly man with the roughest voice pushed out his palm before the black thief could hit him.

"Aiyo!" The bandit cried out in response as he fell to the ground. His face was full of pain, but he didn't dare to have any objections as he rolled and crawled away, leaving a pool of blood on the ground.

"Hahahaha!" The seven people loudly laughed. Among them, the one who had attacked was the most insolent. He didn't feel the slightest bit of shame from bullying an injured child.

"Stop!" A very sudden sound came from nowhere, and in the next moment, everyone saw an old man in front of them. He was wearing hemp clothes and had a broken sword stuck in his back.

The seven of them were shocked, but when they saw that it was a blind old man, the rough voice of the man glared at them. "Old man, you dare block my way, are you courting death?"

Did this old man lose his mind? The seven of them were stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing. It was still the burly man, the one who took the initiative to retreat, the one who fought the black thief, walked forward, slapped one of his eyes, and laughed sinisterly: "You actually dare to rob us, don't you know we are bandits? Do you think you are the master of Mount Demons.h.i.+ne? "

Pow!

Everyone's laughter suddenly stopped, as if someone had pinched their neck, their veins popped, and their eyes almost bulged out. Their expressions were even more terrifying than seeing a ghost in the middle of the night.

His companion who attacked him turned into a pile of minced meat on the ground, steaming hot. The old man was standing straight, as if he had never moved, his only eyes glinting with a murderous light.

There were so many people, but none of them could see how a single eye had struck.

"Senior —" The eldest of the seven walked out. This person's skin was dark and full of holes, like the surface of the moon. He cupped his hands together, but he had only said two words when he was ruthlessly interrupted by an eye.

"Open your spatial rings. After I check, you can scram."

An eye's palm fell, and the boss started from the palm: forearm, arm, head, shoulder, waist, thigh, calf … When the palm of one eye was retracted, Boss had already turned into a b.l.o.o.d.y mist. Within a radius of three meters, not even dregs could be found. It was even worse than the previous person, at least he had left something behind.

"We'll take it!" When the five of them saw an eye reach out, their faces paled and they quickly opened the spatial ring.

"I don't dare, I don't dare!" The five of them simply didn't have the courage to resist. Even their most powerful boss had been killed with a single slap. They still wanted to live another two years.

"Scram!" Although one eye was blind, it could see things faster than anyone else. With a single glance, he could tell that there was nothing he wanted inside.

"Thank you, senior." As if they were granted amnesty, the five of them packed up their belongings and ran.

"All of you, take out all of your things and inspect them!" With one eye, he pointed at the person that appeared behind him.

This was the only way out, even though it was not dark yet, and there were already people leaving in succession. Right now, they were all gathered at this place, showing off their spatial equipment one by one, waiting to be checked, and there were also a few naughty ones who ended up in pieces, with one eye being shockingly powerful, even a Gold rank expert could not be considered a match.

"Lad, you stepped on my foot." The sound suddenly sounded, scaring the bandit who was looking forward from behind the big tree into jumping up and down. He turned his head abruptly, and saw an old man with a head full of white hair and a face full of red light looking at him with a smile.

"Can you show me what you touched before?" The old man's tone was very amiable, like an old grandpa next door.

The old geezer stretched out his hand, and the black thief was scared by it. The rabbit that stepped on his tail immediately ran out. The movement of one eye gave him a deep impression. If he stretched out his hand, he would definitely die. The old fogey's movements were exactly the same as an eye. However, after running a dozen steps, he realized that there was nothing amiss. Turning around, he felt as though he had been struck by lightning and was dumbfounded.

The old man's index finger was as long as his middle finger. It trembled at an unimaginable frequency, and his ring finger was slightly bent. No matter how he looked at it, this was an unconscious action. However, the bandit seemed to have seen his most sacred idol. His face was full of wors.h.i.+p and his expression was devout.

"Senior, you, you, you …" The bandit was truly incoherent this time.

"When I was young, I had a bit of affinity with the other nine sects." The old fogey withdrew his hand.

"Disciple Black Bandits greets Senior." The black thief said respectfully.

"I'm only an outer court disciple, and have not officially become your disciple. I dare not call myself a thief." The bandit said with an embarra.s.sed blush.

"When did the lower nine gates become so high?" The old fogey was baffled.

The bandit was bashful for a moment before he said in a low voice, "I'm not actually from the Lower Nine Sects. I'm just a servant boy who is the lover of a senior from the Lower Nine Sects. She handed in a few moves on a whim."

The old fogey was stunned for a moment before bursting out in laughter. His eyes gazed at the bandit, brightening up. After a long while, his smile disappeared, and he asked, "Are you willing to follow me?"

"My school only has one disciple. I already have a disciple, so I can't take you as my disciple." The old undying paused for a moment before continuing, "You can temporarily be my honorary disciple."

"Now can you tell me what you touched?" The old fogey asked.

"Please take a look, Master." The black thief opened the spatial ring that he had fished out from the rough voice of the man. That man didn't even know that he had died. His harvest from the day had long been taken away by someone else.

The old geezer retracted his gaze. He knew that it was impossible for there to be anything he needed in there. Although fate and fate were intangible, it was obvious that those seven people did not have any good fortune, and this kind of person did not get anything really good.

"Master, what are you looking for? This disciple will serve you!" The black thief was very clever. As soon as he saw the expression on the old man's face, he knew that the thing he needed was not inside.

"Some things only know what it is when you see it." The old fogey said.

"Oh!" The Black Bandits did not seem to understand.

The bandit was startled and turned his head to look. Sure enough, there were more than ten pools of blood beside one eye. This guy could kill without even blinking his eyes.

"Master, who is this kid? His strength is so low, yet he didn't ask for anything when you accepted him?"

"Master, Adai's bones are almost rotten. When are you going to help him find a few fresh ones?"

The only good news was that Little Flower's eyes seemed to have become more normal, and he had used that purple leaf to cure her. It was said that as long as she didn't use any strength, she wouldn't bleed, so Liu Wei An temporarily didn't understand the meaning of using strength.

"Yi, there are so many people here. What are you doing, playing hide-and-seek?" Adai asked curiously.

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