Feng found that he underestimated the exile place again.

No wonder this old lady couldn't speak since she entered the door, but she kept humming. Now she thought that she should just remind them not to be fooled.

When I recalled carefully, the old man didn't look at the old lady seriously from beginning to end, and seemed to not care about her life or death. He didn't want to rely on each other in the wilderness and never leave her.

From entering the door to sitting down, and now, in just a few minutes, Yan Ning has seen through so much. Feng has to admit that Yan Ning is much better than him in this regard.

Yan Ning glanced at the old lady lying on the bed and seemed to see something else: "You seem to have said less, the person lying on the bed should not be your wife, right?"

The old man's pupils shrank: "You are very smart."

"The clothes you two are wearing are not of the same level and style. How could you live here together? You can't even see this. Do I dare to enter the exile place?"

Yan Ning chuckled: "But, old man, I find that your psychological quality is also good."

After Yan Ning saw through, the old man did not show a look of panic. At most, he screamed a few times after Yan Ning twisted his arm, but he quickly calmed down.

The psychological quality is not low.

This reaction fell into Yan Ning's eyes, which means that the old man should have other trump cards, otherwise, the guy would have struggled hard in the face of death.

The old man nodded and acted very honestly: "A few outsiders are rare and don't know the rules of the exile place at all. I think you must now need an experienced tour guide to help you avoid encountering cannibal demons like me again?"

"Is this your trump card?" Yan Ning laughed out loud.

The old man showed great confidence: "I believe you have already felt that the place of exile cannot use spiritual energy. No matter how powerful you are outside, you are ordinary people here. Ordinary people have the living rules and rules of ordinary people. I am familiar with this. If I do not have me, your next path will be difficult. You must know that this is a place of exile, a place of gathering of demons."

"Your words are very attractive. I will give you a chance and continue speaking." Yan Ning said with interest.

"Don't look at me now in the twilight years, and I look so weak. Back then, I was in the Extreme Demon Purgatory and was also a well-known figure. I am a devil king! Unfortunately, I was caught and sent to this ghost place where birds do not shit. Only then did you fall to this point without my help will not be long before you end up worse than me."

Yan Ning looked at Yan Hong and Feng: "What do you think?"

Feng hesitated, and Yan Hongze said, "No."

"Then kill it."

Yan Ning did not hesitate at all, and grabbed the dagger in the old man's hand and inserted it hard into the old man's heart.

"You...you..."

The old man widened his eyes, his eyes full of incredible words. After he said so much, this kid still killed himself without blinking?

Are they really so confident?

Blood flowed down the old man's clothes. Yan Ning pulled out the dagger and wiped the old man's clothes. Then he watched the old man fall straight to the ground. His body was rotting rapidly and turning into blue smoke. Finally, a trace of vague aura slowly flew into Yan Ning's body.

"Feng, this is the second lesson I have taught you. Never trust the people who betray you."

Yan Ning threw the dagger into Feng's hand: "This place is not as good as outside. If you are injured, you cannot recover easily. Using your fists is a reckless man, so you keep this dagger for self-defense."

Feng took the dagger and felt uncomfortable.

After the old man died, Yan Ning felt that the fairy energy in his body had recovered a little: "It seems that what Moody said is true. If you want to survive here, you must kill the enemy and take away their spiritual energy."

This old man should have been a good player in the past, but he really lost his spiritual energy, which made his body extremely weak and easily killed by Yan Ning.

The reason why the exile land exists is to force these people to continue to kill. In order to survive, even their relatives must grit their teeth and raise their swords to face each other.

Yan Ning once experienced this environment.

That is Juehai Prison in the human world.

But Juehai Prison is still a little different from the exile place. The sinners in Juehai Prison can survive in other ways, but in the exile place, you will definitely die if you don’t kill anyone.

This is a place that is dozens of times more terrifying than Juehai Prison.

Miao Dabao jumped next to the blue potato and sniffed it: "There is nothing wrong with this potato. The poisonous thing is the honey poured on the old man. This thing looks like honey, but it is actually the bile of a poisonous snake monster. If we ate this potato just now, we would be poisoned and died instantly."

"That's how the potatoes outside are still edible?" Yan Ning asked.

Meow Dabao nodded.

"Then you go and dig a few."

"Why do you want me to go?"

"Are you too lazy along the way?" Yan Ning rolled his eyes.

Miao Dabao smiled and went to dig potatoes slowly. Yan Hong cleaned up the ashes left by the old man in the house after his death, and went out to dig potatoes for Miao Dabao.

Yan Ning and Feng remained in the room, and their eyes turned to the old lady lying on the wooden bed.

The old lady looked wrinkled, but in fact there was another look of energy between her eyebrows, as if a young soul was living in her elderly body.

Her eyes were covered with a layer of white mist. At first glance, she thought she had no white eyes. Feng asked, "What should we do with her?"

"If you can be deceived by that old man, you must be weak and stupid. Keeping it will be a burden." Yan Ning said deliberately.

After hearing this, the old lady couldn't help but hum, and looked at Yan Ning for a moment of laughter: "What are you humming, can you still help us?"

The old lady nodded repeatedly.

"If I help you, you will surely not betray us?" Yan Ning asked again.

The old lady kept ordering.

"Okay."

In Feng's puzzled eyes, Yan Ning reached out and lit the old lady a few times. Soon, the old lady who was "in twilight years old" actually twitched wildly. The wrinkles on her face were quickly receding, and the white mist on her eyes quickly disappeared. After a while, she turned into an old lady who looked like she was only in her twenties.
Chapter completed!