Half a day passed in a flash, and when the convoy saw the dark road, everyone in the convoy breathed a sigh of relief.

There were thrills along the way, and finally passed the rotten bone swamp.

As the sun set in the west, many people looked tired when they parked their carriages on the ruler road.

On the way, they were attacked by three or four strange monsters, which was not lucky, but it was not bad, at least they did not encounter too difficult and powerful monsters.

Zhou Fan still maintained a vigorous spirit, he looked at the direction of the swampy forest behind him, which was no longer visible, and felt a little regretful.

This carrion swamp is really good, and the number of gray worms obtained in half a day is equivalent to the number of gray worms in one day in the previous days.

If you go back and forth a few times, the reward will definitely be greater.

It's just that the team is certainly reluctant to do that.

And he was faintly wary of the mushroom ancestor of the rotten bone swamp, and he didn't dare to kill a horse gun too wantonly.

Soon it was dark, and to the convoy's uneasiness the night, the strange sound of the saws still sounded near the convoy.

However, Zhou Fan and Li Jiujiu had already ordered it, so no one paid attention to this strange voice.

Just keep your due vigilance on the lookout for the shadow monster rushing towards you.

"It's really weird. Zhou Fan returned to his tent and frowned, "It's been with us for so long, it stands to reason that it has already left the region where it lives, or is it not as I thought it was, it's not the kind of weird ...... with a specific region?"

"Bear with me, wait until you pass through the wasteland, and see if it will continue to follow?" This strange habit of always following the pedestrians is also mentioned in the book, but there is no one like it. ”

Because this weird weirdness was on one side, Zhou Fan lay down and slept after cultivating the hot yang qi for a while.

Zhou Fan, who appeared on the ship, glanced at the black dragon, he had previously told the black dragon about the strange monster that the convoy encountered and followed them, and was willing to trade its details with the gray worm.

It's just that the black dragon replied that he was not impressed.

There is nothing surprising that the black dragon has no impression, except for the fixed weirdness, there will be some strange and strange kinds of monsters every year, and over time, not to mention the black dragon trapped on the ship, even people who often study the strange species cannot recognize them all.

Zhou Fan didn't think about it anymore, the monster didn't dare to come over, but just kept following, it was estimated that it was a weaker one, otherwise it would have pounced and devoured everyone in the convoy.

Just be careful about this kind of weirdness.

The black dragon was looking up at the blood cells in a daze, she had been like this all nights.

Zhou Fan didn't bother to pay attention to her, practiced swordsmanship and boxing skills alone, and withdrew from the gray river space when the time came.

In the early morning, the morning sun casts on the earth, dispelling the cold of the early autumn night.

The people of the convoy also woke up from their silence.

Zhou Fan came out of the tent, said hello to Li Jiujiu, and asked if anything happened last night?

As a result, after learning that only a few weak monsters who didn't know whether they were alive or dead sneaked in and were killed, there was no more surprise, and the strange monster that made a see-saw sound still didn't make any movement.

After breakfast, the convoy started again.

After walking for an hour, the scenery on the road slowly changed.

The ruler in front of it was laid on the withered yellow grass.

As far as the eye can see, there are withered yellow weeds, and there are no other trees, and even the heavens and the earth seem to be a yellow expanse, an empty and desolate area.

This is the wasteland.

It is not because of the change of seasons that the weeds wither and turn yellow, in fact, if you pass through the wasteland often, you will know that the vigorous weeds in the wasteland are withered and yellow.

A state of checkmate but not death.

No one can say exactly what this is all about, except that the wasteland seems to have been like this since ancient times.

"After the wasteland, we are in the incense. Li Jiujiu pointed to the front and said with a smile on his face.

The wasteland may seem strange, and it seems easy to get lost when you enter it, but as long as you bring a compass, they won't get lost even if there are areas where there is no ruler.

In terms of danger, the wasteland is not as good as the rotting bone swamp woodland that has just passed.

That's why Li Jiujiu is so relaxed.

Many warriors laughed along.

The convoy began to enter the wasteland.

Now there is still a ruler, and you don't need to look at the direction at all.

Zhou Fan was still behind the rear of the convoy, and he was the last person in the convoy to enter the wasteland.

There was a breeze blowing in the wasteland, which made his clothes move slightly on horseback, and his bald head felt a little cool.

The smell of the wind carries the faint smell of withered plants.

The smell is light and the wind is fleeting.

Zhou Fan didn't care, he just looked around to see if there were any strange people coming to die.

The convoy moved slowly, and Zhou Fan occasionally dismounted and galloped on the wasteland to kill monsters with the speed section of the cultivated body.

The wasteland is less dangerous than the Rotten Swamp, and there are far fewer weirdness.

However, Zhou Fan thought that mosquito meat was also meat, so he still ran back and forth diligently.

The people in the convoy were accustomed to Zhou Fan's strange behavior, and often felt in their hearts that if the human warriors took the initiative to kill monsters like Lord Zhou, then the world would be much more peaceful.

It's a pity that there are still too few people like Lord Zhou.

After all, everyone in this world understands that monsters can never be killed, and if they don't pose a threat to humanity, they can usually be avoided.

Unless it's some monster whose body can be used as a material, there will be a special monster hunter to hunt and harvest the material.

It is the first time they have seen people like Lord Zhou, who are eager to be hacked to death as long as a strange thing appears in front of them, regardless of whether there is material output or not, no matter how high or low the level is.

According to Li Gongzi, Lord Zhou was a strange child and was scared out of illness, and if he got a strange problem, he had to kill him in front of him, otherwise he couldn't sleep at night.

The old man didn't pay attention to Zhou Fan, and it slowly moved forward next to the convoy.

Inside its lush fur lay a little man who no one could notice.

Xiao Xuan pillowed with her hands, she looked at the blue sky comfortably, thinking that her master was really a fool, and she didn't know what the point was in shouting and killing strange people all day long.

Like her, lying comfortably on the back of a big dog and basking in the sun, I don't know how comfortable it is.

However, the dog's back quickly jolted.

Xiao Xuan was almost thrown off, she hurriedly grabbed the dog hair, "Boss, boss, don't run so fast." ”

But the dude didn't pay any attention to her soft call, but sprinted and barked wildly, and its hair stood upside down.

The dude was extremely fast, and it quickly ran to the front of the convoy.

"Stop!" Li Jiujiu knew his brother's ability, and the brother warned him, and Li Jiujiu, who was in front of the convoy, hurriedly shouted to stop the convoy.

Zhou Fan, who was killing monsters in the distance, also heard the barking of his brother, and he hurriedly slashed to death the black monster in front of him, and then ran back to the convoy like a phantom.

He could hear nervousness and fear in the voice of the dude, who hadn't been like this in a long time.