In the dim jungle, a vague figure swept past like the wind, stopped suddenly, and then sauntered deeper into the forest while eating candied haws.

Not far from him, there was a big tree that had been growing for hundreds of years. On the thick branches, there was a black shadow hanging there, like a bat dormant.

Only when you get closer can you see that this is a man wearing a black robe.

His legs were hooked on the tree trunk, and his hands formed a strange seal. This was obviously some kind of weird practice method.

As Jiang Chao ate and walked, a lot of dead leaves fell on the ground under his feet, making a faint crunching sound when he stepped on them.

The man in black robe suddenly opened his eyes, glowing faintly in the dark night.

This is one of the mages from the Northern Barbarians who sneaked into Daxia. Although he is still practicing, his spiritual sense is so powerful.

He had already discovered it when Jiang Chao was just approaching.

But he remained calm, like a bat, just waiting for prey to come to his door.

Jiang Chao slowly finished the last candied haws.

The mage saw the other party approaching, and the cold light in his eyes grew stronger. Suddenly, he felt a chill on his forehead.

Then he lost consciousness and fell down from the tree like a huge bat.

In the middle of his eyebrows, a blood spot oozed out.

A bamboo stick from a candied haws pierced through his head in an instant, drawing a strange arc in the forest and flying back to Jiang Chao's hand like lightning.

Jiang Chao didn't even look at the dead man lying on the ground, and continued to walk forward expressionlessly.

The foot stepped on the other person's forehead, making a crisp click sound.

Not long after, I met another mage.

Before the other party could react, a bamboo stick was pierced through his head, and the body fell down with a thud.

Jiang Chao continued walking leisurely.

In the dark jungle, there is a murderous god walking around.

The originally silent jungle became even more silent an hour later.

After looking at the time, Jiang Chao waved his hand, and the candied haws of bamboo stick shot into the rock wall and was never seen again.

His figure flickered and disappeared into the darkness.

"Why, you didn't get anyone?"

At the appointed time, Jiang Chao, Cheng Qiaoxin and Bao Peng met at the appointed place, but all three of them came up empty-handed.

"You don't have one either?" Bao Peng glanced at Cheng Qiaoxin.

The three of them looked at each other in confusion. It was obvious that they were all counting on others to capture someone, while they were planning to go empty-handed.

After all, what others catch is different from what you catch with your own hands.

"This won't work. You have to take someone back with you no matter what!" Cheng Qiaoxin glared at Jiang Chao and Bao Peng.

"Then you go." Bao Peng said coldly.

Cheng Qiaoxin gritted her teeth, pointed at a homeless man on the street and said, "It's him!"

Taking advantage of the darkness, he packed the homeless man in a sack and carried him away.

The three of them returned to the meeting point. Mo Yurou and others had already arrived.

The other party arrested a total of fifteen people, but they still had some concerns, otherwise even if they arrested more people, it would not be a big deal to them.

"This is the only one of you?" Mo Yurou was in disbelief.

"So as not to arouse suspicion," Cheng Qiao said firmly.

Mo Yurou laughed so hard that her shoulders shook, "Sister Qiaoxin, why are you so funny? Are you deliberately trying to neglect the task?"
Chapter completed!