The roaring sound was getting closer and closer. While the monkeys were sharp, they seemed to be mixed with a hint of wildness like bears. The screams sounded, and birds flew not far away around them.

"Is this a monkey boss?" Looking at the thing in front of me, a black line emerged from my brain.

The two thick forearms have a bear-like body. The three strange hairs raised on the head make the boss look very personal and has the unique temperament of a gangster.

The monkey grandson who killed it, this boss-level monster could not continue to retreat in the deep forest and sit still. He roared at the provocative human in front of him, and rushed forward.

Demon Bear Remnant Ape (Level 60 Ghost Level) Health: 340,000

Skill: Demon Bear Mountain Crack: The Demon Bear Crack has some bloodlines of the Bear Crack, which has the powerful power to break through the ground. With the Demon Bear Crack, this skill is used, it is accompanied by the effect of the land Crack.

Cangquan: The demon bear with two thick forearms with a punch to the mountain falls. This is not a false statement. The creatures who have eaten this punch complained endlessly. It is very powerful.

Movement speed: Normal

Threat: Medium

I am increasingly skeptical about my current identification standards. Why is it too difficult for the guy in front of me now?

Time cannot tolerate me thinking too much. The sharp fist wind has already greeted me. If you touch it, you will definitely be weaker. The right solution is to avoid the weak point of attacking it.

Sliding left, the long sword in his hand flashed blue light, and he suddenly shook at the right side of the Demon Bear and Ape.

Three blood-colored damages "-7829." "-8129" and "-7921" appear.

It is almost the same as the damage that is equivalent to the little monster in front of you. It seems that this guy is only a little thicker in blood and has a little stronger skill. How can a mere ghost-level boss make you arrogant?

Lightning slid around the monster boss, and the blood-red knife flew in a mess on his body. In the end, the demon bear and ape had no temper and could be slaughtered, without any resentment.

The experience is quite rich, and I have been up by several percentage points at the level of 62. While I feel very happy, I am also very happy to be here. Why is it a treasure land? This is also here.

The number of gold coins is 3,200 yuan, and there are still many equipment, including two ghost tools and one heavenly weapon. They are almost all equipped at level 62, but some...

Demon Bear Cloth Armor (Ghost Tool) Attribute: Defense: 800-1000

Strength: +30

Agility: +28

(Not identified)

Powered scepter (ghost weapon) attribute: Attack power: 1200-1300

Strength: +31

Physical strength: +27

(Not identified)

Black light dagger (sky weapon) attribute: Attack power: 720-830

Strength: +24

Physical strength: +24

(Not identified)

None of the three pieces are the type I can equip, but thinking about it, I feel relieved that I am taking the route of immortal artifacts. Since I can't use them for me, I will convert them all into gold coins in my hand and put all the money in my pocket, so that it can also appear safe.

To settle for the second best, that's the meaning.

"Little Wolf leads the way." After cleaning up the battlefield, he followed Xiao Wolf and walked forward. Now he is close to the distribution area of ​​the monster. If he wants to move forward, he will probably have to step on rows of corpses so that he can continue to move inside so smoothly.

Sure enough, after five minutes of calm, the monster appeared in my sight again, and the number of monsters was stronger than the former, but as long as I could break the defense, I had a chance to defeat it.

After struggling for an afternoon, I got off the line with some fatigue and spent seven or eight hours on Qianling Island in wielding my sword. Although it did not have much impact on my body in the real world, I still deeply engraved with the word "fatigue" in my deep consciousness.

The first headache that Li Qiang had left was undoubtedly revealed at this moment. Looking at the empty house and feeling the empty belly, would he have to maintain the dilemma of hunger all his life? Why do you have to go wherever you go?

At this time, I was not in the mood to experience the fun of cooking in person. I opened the door and left the Zihua Park. I wandered alone under the vast lights, letting the chill fill my body and waking my mind.

The passing vehicles and the continuous circulation of pedestrians. The snacks on the streets and the fun and laughter on the streets have added many lively factors to this lonely night.

Walking alone in this noisy street that was incompatible with me, the couple who were extremely intimate in front of me seemed to have made the most powerful satirical of me.

She should be fine now... I thought silently in my heart.

Here was a fast food restaurant, which was already crowded with passers-by, children's play, adults' chats and laughs, and busy waiters.

I found a remote corner to sit down, and soon a waiter came to me and asked about what I wanted.

A cup of coke, an egg fried rice, that's all.

You can clearly see the scenery of the outside street through the transparent glass beside the seats. It is almost late winter. Although it is not as snowflakes all over the sky, the depressing cold wind undoubtedly swept the past streets, adding some of the chills that should be felt to this winter.

And just in the crappy street, an elderly woman in her sixties was shrinking, her messy and pale hair was wiping around under the cold wind in winter. A small stall with many small things was placed in front of the old man, without shouting or leaving customers, only a trace of loneliness.

Sometimes passersby will take a detour when they see this dirty old lady, and then turn their heads away after looking at it. Of course, some people who think they are gentlemen will deliberately stop their noble steps, throw out a few coins "generously", and then leave with a smile.

And the old man sighed and saw some loneliness and desolation in his eyes.

No one will notice this unique "scenery", and their lives will not really stop because of this scene, squeeze out their precious time to ask about the situation of the elderly and everything they really need.

"Sir, the fried rice you want is here, and this is the coke you ordered." Soon the waiter brought the things I ordered and placed them politely on my table.

"Thank you, please give me another better fried rice and a cup of hot milk." As I said that, I paid the money I needed again.

"Okay, come soon." The waiter looked at the other party in surprise. The fried rice here should be enough for an adult. Why is this guy who is as old as himself so edible? But the waiter still didn't say nonsense. After agreeing, he quickly urged the kitchen to go.

Egg fried rice is the type of fried rice I prefer. Of course, I didn’t eat it less when I was in college. I remember that during the years I was in Beijing, when I played games with Zhou Xun and Lie and had no time to cook, I relied on this thing to maintain my basic athletic ability. Although I had eaten this thing for several years, I still didn’t feel bored. It was really strange.

A bowl of fried rice with eggs was only a few minutes for me, and ten minutes were enough to solve the coke. At this time, the waiter had already delivered another portion I wanted, a fried rice with steak and a cup of steamed milk. Of course, it was not what he thought that I would digest it again.

Amid the amazing and puzzled eyes of everyone around me, I put the fried rice and hot milk I just took out on the old lady's stall. Of course, this sudden scene also made the other party look puzzled.

"Grandma, it's cold outside. If I don't dislike me, I'll treat you to a fried rice." I squatted down and said sincerely to the old lady in front of me.

Perhaps life is forced, or there are no children in my knees, too many may create the scene in front of me. An old man who should have enjoyed peace and prosperity is now facing the cruelty of the cold wind. It seems that it is no longer important for who is right or wrong.

The puzzled eyes slowly dissipated, and a hint of relief and gratitude appeared in the old man's eyes. He smiled at me and said, "Hehe...then thank you boy."

The old lady was not meant to be cute, so she picked up her chopsticks and started eating on the spot. The steaming scene made the pedestrians around her stop, and everyone was playing the role of the good and ugly words he pointed at.

When I was having a meal with my old lady, I was not busy looking at some of the gadgets sold by the old man. Most of them were jewelry, and the decorations of mobile phone pendants accounted for the majority. Of course, there were some strange things, but I couldn't tell a name for a while.

At the corner of the jewelry, a unique little mascot with a faint light attracted my attention. The thing was very small, all black, and the shape seemed to be a...

Well, what is this? It seems that it is not one of the twelve zodiac signs, and my brain has been shut down.

"That's the Qilin, the legendary black Qilin." Perhaps I noticed my curiosity, the old lady smiled and picked up the so-called black Qilin and handed it to me, and continued, "If you like it, I'll give it to you."

(Um...red tickets, red tickets.)
Chapter completed!