True Immortal of the Netherworld

Following Xu Yang's scolding, not far away from him, a pile of ordinary dead leaves quietly arched up from the ground, gradually revealing a vague human shape.

Xu Yang couldn't take his eyes away.

"Looks like someone who has been hiding for an unknown amount of time."

"If this guy hadn't moved before, I would never have thought there was anyone there."

Looking carefully, on the little finger of the man's right hand, there is a caterpillar spinning silk and spinning a cocoon, weaving layers of dark silk curtains to hide itself.

"Looking at the state of this cocoon, this person has been hiding here silently for at least a long time."

"That is to say, as soon as I arrived here, this man hid himself, but I never found him."

As the man shook off the layers of dead leaves covering his body, the truth became clearer and clearer.

It was a man wearing dark tights.

Very clever hiding technique.

"I am only two feet away from him. With my perception, unless it is a stone, how could I not notice it at all? But he is obviously there!"

Xu Yang's eyes fell on the man's waist and saw the handle of a knife exposed, and the man's left hand was grasping the handle of the knife.

"If this guy just drew his sword and attacked me secretly, at such a distance, I would have been hit." Xu Yang whispered to himself.

As soon as I thought of this, I felt a whirlwind coming out of my spine.

If I were assassinated here, even if I survived, I would not be able to return to the Alliance of Light in time due to serious injuries.

The Warcraft soldiers from the City of Purple Lion only obey the orders of their own city lord, and never serve two masters in their lives.

Without the command of the war lord, the Warcraft soldiers will automatically break away from the Alliance of Light.

The Alliance of Light is already in a weak position. If only the White Lion City and the City of Glory are left, they will definitely be defeated in the next siege battle with the Central City.

Xu Yang took a long breath, "Fortunately that didn't happen."

Is this guy not a human being? Or a dryad?

He can actually fuse his breath with the dead leaves, and even the insects regard his fingers as a branch.

There is a legend in the world of light. In the ten thousand year old forest, there lives a half-human, half-tree tree demon, a kind of light elf.

Could it be said that there are also "tree monsters" in the dungeon world?

At this time, the "tree demon" shook off the dead leaves on his body, stood up, and breathed heavily.

Only then did Xu Yang see clearly that the other party was undoubtedly a person.

This man's clothes are somewhat similar to those worn by Xu Yang.

In particular, the face is covered with a dark scarf, only a pair of eyes are exposed, a standard look for a thief in the night.

The handle of the dagger attached to this man's waist was made of ivory, with four bright rubies inlaid on the surface.

Ivory and rubies are rare items in the dungeon world. The price of this dagger is at least 10,000 gold coins on the black market.

Carrying a short spike such as a dagger with you is usually a standard accessory for thieves in the dark, used to kill people in the dark and for self-defense.

At this moment, Xu Yang also had a dagger on his waist, just an ordinary horn handle.

Night thieves are the lowest-level mercenaries among the chaos elves, and they are usually not rich.

Judging from the value of his attire and the dagger he carries, this man is a night thief, but he is by no means an ordinary night thief.

If a fight breaks out here, it will most likely alert the soldiers patrolling nearby.

You can't take the initiative to start a fight here, at least until you find out the identity of the other party.

"Are you a night thief?" Xu Yang naturally put his hands on his chest in a non-aggressive posture and asked.

When the other party saw Xu Yang's appearance, he immediately put his hands on his chest, also expressing that he didn't want to do anything.

"Aren't you also a night thief?" The guy opposite did not deny his identity and asked.

"Yes, I am a night thief." Xu Yang replied without thinking.

"You are such a bad night thief." The guy opposite suddenly said in a scolding tone.

"Why am I so bad?" Xu Yang asked.

"Give me a sip of the wine in the wine gourd first, and then I'll tell you." The night thief stared at the wine gourd around Xu Yang's waist and said

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The night thief opposite him covered his face with a black scarf, but when he finished speaking, his Adam's apple moved as he swallowed saliva.

Xu Yang saw all the subtle situations.

"Anyone who swallows saliva when seeing fine wine must be an alcoholic." Xu Yang was convinced.

Drunkards cherish drunkards.

Xu Yang's guard became less guarded, and instead he felt a natural sense of closeness between drunkards.

He took off the wine gourd from his waist and shook it in his hand.

The sound of drinking water is the most beautiful music to the ears of a drunkard.

"My home-brewed soju." As he spoke, he deliberately opened the cork, and the aroma of wine overflowed.

He saw that the other party was swallowing saliva again.

"This night thief must not have drank for a long time." Xu Yang held the wine gourd and was about to walk over.

"Don't come close to me, just throw the wine gourd over." The other party suddenly said warily.

The night thief was very cautious. He held his left hand on the handle of the unsheathed dagger at his waist.

Xu Yang stopped and also held the handle of the dagger on his body with his left hand.

When two unknown thieves in the night meet, and one of them holds the hilt of his dagger in his hand, the other must do the same.

This is the daily respect between night thieves, because night thieves have few rules, and it is common for them to attack each other.

Xu Yang stood still and threw the wine gourd in his right hand, "Here you go."

The night thief firmly caught the wine gourd with one hand and took off the black scarf covering his face.

Xu Yang also took off the scarf on his face.

This is the rule of night thieves. When two strange night thieves meet, one party takes off the scarf and the other party takes it back, which means that there is no hostility between the two parties.

The night thief glanced at Xu Yang first. He saw Xu Yang's facial features clearly and said, "You are not a real night thief."

"Why am I not?" Xu Yang was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then asked.

The night thief raised his lips, smiled proudly, and then said: "This question will be answered together with the previous question. Wait for me to take a sip of wine first. I haven't had a drop of water in three days. In this world, nothing is More thirst quenching than fine wine.”

After speaking, he raised the wine gourd. The wine from the gourd's mouth rushed out, a silver thread fell into his mouth, and the aroma of the wine rolled.

"Good wine, good wine! This is one of the best wines I have ever drunk in my life." After a few large gulps of wine fell into his stomach, the night thief's eyes flashed with light.

Xu Yang could clearly see that this night thief had gray hair, a pale and bloodless face, and black eye sockets.

What is glaring is that there is a gash in this guy's neck that was opened by a sharp weapon.

The wound was about an inch long, the wound was straight, and the flesh and blood were turned out. It could be imagined that it was scratched by an extremely sharp knife.

Every time the night thief swallowed his drink, a bright red color emerged from the wound.

"Are you injured? And it's serious." Xu Yang couldn't help but ask.

The night thief took a few more gulps of wine before he looked at Xu Yang and said, "Yes, I was injured, and very seriously. Now I can answer your two previous questions."

"Speaking."

"First question, I said you are too bad. Because the wound on my neck was caused by a ghost-cursed dagger. The wound could not be healed easily, causing the bleeding to continue. I must leave here in time and find a witch doctor to cure it. Me. I happen to know a witch doctor friend who lives in the witch doctor’s hut in the swamp on the other side of the mountain, and this forest path is the only way to the witch doctor’s hut.”

"So, you happened to meet me here and hid." Xu Yang saw that the other party was struggling to speak and deliberately interrupted.

"Because it's normal for thieves to take advantage of others in the night. Especially since I'm seriously injured, you wouldn't miss this opportunity. If nothing else, the dagger I have is worth thousands. Gold coins." The night thief told the truth.

"But I squatted here without moving for most of the day, and you had to hide in the pile of dead leaves for most of the day. During this time, the wound on your neck continued to bleed." Xu Yang said.

"If you keep squatting like this, I will bleed to death. I am tired and thirsty hiding in the leaves.

When I was considering whether to kill you, you took out the wine gourd and drank, and responded with your mouth. I also like to drink wine on weekdays. When I smell the aroma of wine, my breath-holding wooden figure technique suddenly breaks down. Would you say you are a bad person? "

"This is just a coincidence, I really didn't mean it. So what about the second question? Why do you say I am not a night thief."

"Hehe, cough, cough, cough." The night thief smiled proudly, followed by a cough, and bright red gushed out from the wound on his neck.

The night thief bared his teeth in pain.

"From the moment you took off your hijab, I was sure that you were not a night thief. As a night thief, you will cover your face both day and night, and only the eyes will be exposed to the sun. Therefore, the skin around the eyes will be exposed to the sun. The other parts of your skin appear lighter. There is almost no difference between the skin color of your eyes and the skin color of your cheeks. I dare say that you have been wearing this scarf for no more than a day. Therefore, you are fake. No doubt a thief in the night.”

"Thank you for your advice. I am indeed not a real night thief." Xu Yang provoked Brother Thumb, "However, I never meant to hurt you."

The night thief curled his lips and said, "Even if you try to kill me now, I'm not afraid. Because as long as I don't die in the hands of the night thief, I will always be the king of thieves. This is my honor."

There was a sense of pride in his identity in the tone of the night thief.

Xu Yang thought for a moment and said, "Are you Rita, the most powerful thief in the dungeon world, known as the King of Thieves?"

The night thief nodded.

"It turns out that he is really Rita, the king of thieves." Xu Yang was overjoyed.

Xu Yang had seen this person's name in the information given to him by Lan Youyou.

Rita, the King of Thieves, is one of the important figures in the dungeon world and a force of resistance that can be fought for.

The King of Thieves was unwilling to obey the rule of Jushan, the new dungeon overlord, and formed a free army composed of a small number of night thieves.

"King of Thieves Rita, your name is as loud as thunder. I know that you rebelled against Jushan, the city lord of the central city. I guess you must have gone to the central city, not to assassinate the city lord Jushan?" Xu Yang said.

The King of Thieves shook his head, smiled bitterly, and said: "I am not so overestimating my abilities. Although I am good at assassination, I am not stupid enough to assassinate an enemy ten times more powerful than me."

Xu Yang nodded: "You are very wise."

The night thief said: "You have been squatting here for most of the day, observing the guard situation of the central city. I guess you are from the Alliance of Light, and you have a very high status."

"Nothing can be hidden from your eyes," Xu Yang smiled, "Yes, I am from the Alliance of Light. I am Demon Fire, the city lord of the Purple Lion City. Jushan, the lord of the Central City, is our common enemy. , we can cooperate.”

With that said, Xu Yang took out a small medicine bottle from his arms and handed it over.

"What's in this medicine bottle is the wound medicine powder that was personally refined by the Lord of the White Lion City, Demon Priest Mo Tong. It's blessed with a special witchcraft. It should be able to stop the bleeding on your neck." Xu Yang smiled and moved forward. He took two steps and handed over the medicine bottle.

The King of Thieves touched the powder on his neck.

It was a pale golden medicinal powder, and upon contact with the blood, a ball of pale golden light emitted.

Miraculously, the wound on the King of Thieves' neck healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The King of Thieves touched his neck, "Is there such a magical medicine in the world?"

Xu Yang explained: "It's not a magic medicine, it's just suitable for your trauma."

"I really don't know how to thank you, you saved my life."

"If you drink my wine, we will become friends and have a chance to drink together."

"Hahaha." The two looked at each other and laughed.

"Actually, I just sneaked into the central city and stole something from Jushan. This thing is of little use to me, but it may be very useful to you. With him, you can use him as a bargaining chip to deal with Jushan. "

After saying that, the night thief took out a seemingly ordinary dead leaf from his sleeve.

He gently twisted it with his hands, and the dead leaves broke into pieces, revealing a black corner.

"This is?" Xu Yang asked.