star lord returns

Nan Jing snorted, "I have no energy", and muttered to himself: "Zhang Maochang looks down on me too much, doesn't he? How dare a first-level weak person use it to assassinate me?"

Apparently he had neglected it. In front of everyone, he had been pretending to be a pharmacist who only knew how to make medicines. Except for Han Yu and Chen Lu, no one knew his lethality at all.

"Very well, since you dare not run away, follow us in."

A playful smile appeared on the corner of Nan Jing's mouth.

When the mercenary Ermao heard that he was going to enter the Luoyue Forest, he was almost scared to pee.

He immediately shivered and begged: "Big brother, I'm only level one, and if I get in, I'll be holding you back!"

Nan Jing's knife flashed again in his hand, and Er Mao jumped up from the ground before he could say anything, and ran straight and staggered into Luoyue Forest.

"Am I that much of a scourge?"

Nan Jing touched the face that had changed drastically after drinking the disguise potion, feeling a little depressed.

Han Yu heaved a sigh of relief. He didn't pay attention for a few days. Unexpectedly, Nan Jing's strength has improved a lot. It seems that he is almost the same as his husband, and he may be stronger.

In this way, Han Yu can relax a little bit.

"I haven't seen this person in the mercenary group. He looks young and low-level. He should be a newcomer who just joined the Yefeng mercenary group." Han Yu said.

Nan Jing glanced at the guy who kept yearning for him, and said speechlessly, "Such qualities can also join the Night Breeze Mercenary Group? Don't you think that the quality of mercenaries has become more and more unsightly recently?"

Er Mao felt aggrieved and said, "I entered through the back door."

"..."

Nan Jing asked calmly, "What's your name?"

Ermao said: "My name is Ermao!"

Nan Jing laughed: "Sure enough, he is as famous as he is."

Ermao also smiled foolishly: "Really? I think so too, everyone says that!"

Nan Jing was speechless.

Han Yu also laughed, and his depressed mood was dispelled a lot.

Ever since they entered the Luoyue Forest, Nan Jing hadn't put away the knife in his hand. Up to now, although they hadn't encountered any mutant beasts yet, the bleak wind was enough to make them more vigilant.

"Roar--"

A howl resounded through the forest, deafeningly deafening, and a sudden gust of wind blew up, causing leaves to fall.

Nan Jing jumped onto a thick and tall tree and looked towards the east where the noise was coming from. There were trees falling all the way and spreading towards them.

"You can come to us in less than half a minute, let's go!"

Jumping off the big tree, Nan Jing judged the situation calmly.

He visually judged that guy was at least a seventh-level mutant beast, and judging by the momentum of pulling up trees with the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, he was not too small.

Rough skin, thick flesh, resistance to beatings, and high grades, the combination of these three things, even Nan Jing would not dare to overestimate it.

With these two oil bottles, Nan Jing's speed is naturally not much faster, but it is enough to run out of the range of the mutant beast's lethal force.

It's a pity that if I don't go, I will go to the mountain, and the mountain will come to me!

When he ran several hundred meters away and was finally safe, Han Yu, who was out of breath, suddenly turned his head inexplicably, and suddenly saw the sufferer who was being chased and beaten by a huge monster in the distance.

"Brother Shen!"