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Lin Hao was alone in the wilderness, so he had no idea what was going on in the city.    

    

This time, Lin Hao had more experience in the jungle. With the help of the navigation Happy, the dangers he encountered along the way were less. The remaining dangers were enough for Lin Hao to deal with alone.    

    

As Lin Hao had fainted for three days, the Flood Dragon had escaped far away. If it wasn't for Lin Hao's tracking ability, it wouldn't have known that it had gotten lost in that corner.    

    

Lin Hao cautiously advanced through the jungle. After advancing for about a day, he was still about half the distance from the Flood Dragon's position.    

    

Seeing the sun setting and the night sky filling the sky, no matter how brave Lin Hao was, he didn't dare to travel alone in the wilderness at night.    

    

Lin Hao did some tricks to avoid the Demonic Beast as much as possible and rested on the crown of a large tree.    

    

Even though he slept on the crown of the tree, there were only a few sparse spots in Lin Hao's eyes. He did not see the cold moon, which made the night even more serene and fearful.    

    

Just as Lin Hao was about to fall asleep, he realized that there was a sudden commotion under the tree.    

    

Lin Hao vigilantly sat up. Could it be that a Demonic Beast had discovered him?    

    

However, the sound that came from under the tree made Lin Hao a little more surprised. As the saying goes, enemies meet on a narrow road. This was probably the case.    

    

"Yes, yes. In the middle of the night, we were sent by the commander to scout the way. I didn't expect that in the middle of the night, if we met a demon, wouldn't our lives be lost?"    

    

"Don't be sad. It's all because of you. Why are you talking when you have nothing to do with food? The commander was unhappy to begin with, yet you still spoke up. Isn't this courting death? You even dragged me into this mess, f * cking dog!"    

    

"I don't know which beast took advantage of my absence to tear down our hometown and let me catch him. I must pull out his tendons, pull out his bones, and burn his bones and scatter his ashes!"    

    

"Forget it, let's not talk about that. Come, brother, let me show you some good stuff..."    

    

"Nest! Isn't this your family's ancestral Profound Instrument? Why is it in your hands?"    

    

" Hmph hmph, that old fart keeps saying that this is his. He was already a Level, and he was even staggering as he walked. I might as well snatch it from him! Old man, what Profound Instrument do you want? A treasure that can be found by people. You should give it to me!"    

    

"Impressive, impressive. Brother, you are a good example for us."    

    

"That is..."    

    

Lin Hao narrowed his eyes as he stood on the crown of the tree.    

    

The Blood Demon Mercenary Squad had also followed him? It seemed like this battle between the Flood Dragons had created another problem.    

    

However, large organizations like the Blood Demon Mercenary Squad were always less convenient to act alone. With their speed of advancement, they would need at least three to five Genius warriors to reach the battlefield. Not to mention whether they could accurately find the Flood Dragon's hiding place.    

    

However, Lin Hao wasn't a fool. Now that Lin Hao had formed a blood feud with the Mercenary Squad, it was a perfect opportunity for him to find out more about the Mercenary Squad.    

    

In the dark forest, the traces of all living creatures were covered by the night sky. Lin Hao's movements were as light as a monkey's, and no one knew what he was doing.    

    

Under the tree, two ruffian mercenaries were showing off their evil deeds to each other. When they talked about their pride, they laughed loudly. They did not realize the arrival of death at all.    

    

"Let me tell you, brother. Our group, it's not that I'm bragging. As long as you are important enough, even if you are the daughter of the city lord, he can only bitterly give up. What kind of bullsh * t City Lord is this, this old man's trash that can be killed with a fart... "