Reborn as a girl, I will live forever in the world of immortality

The sky was gloomy, as if the earth was tightly covered by a thick, insoluble gray veil. The depressing atmosphere was like a heavy boulder, weighing heavily on the hearts of the creatures in the secret realm, making it almost impossible to breathe.

Next to a deep forest, two burly men were fighting fiercely with an extremely huge wild boar.

There are several particularly eye-catching white marks on their faces, which not only add a touch of mystery, but also make them look majestic and solemn, as if they are warriors from ancient times.

The wild boar's size was unimaginably massive. The intricate and unique patterns on its head resembled battle medals, clearly revealing the countless brutal battles it had fought. The crisscrossing scars on its body resembled deep furrows, and the mottled bloodstains seemed like the marks of time, silently bearing witness to its ferocity and brutality.

Yet, even facing such a formidable opponent, the two men didn't show even the slightest fear. Their gazes were determined, as if burning with a blazing fire of fighting spirit.

One of them held an extremely sharp spear in his hand, and suddenly burst out with all his strength and swung it hard. The spear head flashed with a chilling cold light in the dim light, and it rushed straight towards the wild boar with the force of thunder.

Seeing this, the wild boar let out a dull and low grunt, the sound full of helplessness and unwillingness, and was forced to retreat in panic.

Just as the wild boar was about to retreat, another man, like a ghost, swooped in, darting into its blind spot. Like lightning piercing the night sky, he thrust his spear into the wild boar's flank with the swiftness of a gust of wind. The wild boar's incredibly tough skin was instantly pierced by the sudden and fierce attack, and the spear pierced deeply into the pig's body, sinking about a third of the way in before stopping.

The wild boar fell into extreme pain in an instant. It opened its mouth wide and howled at the top of its lungs. Its eyes turned red as blood in an instant, as if burning with rage. It was about to turn around and fight to the death.

Just as it was about to go crazy and fight back frantically, the man standing in front of it attacked again without hesitation, and another spear with a thousand pounds of force fiercely stabbed at the wild boar.

The two men cooperated with each other in perfect harmony. As soon as the wild boar turned its head, the other man could stab it with a spear quickly and accurately.

Soon, under the closely coordinated siege of the two men, the wild boar fell to the ground with a bang, raising a cloud of dust, after letting out a last desperate wail.

The man pulled out the blood-stained spear that was stuck in the wild boar. He also had some skin injuries on his arm. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly and revealed a relieved smile.

"This wild boar is really hard to deal with."

"I'll take the blessing this time and give it to you next time."

After saying these two sentences, he didn't hear any response from his companion. He turned around with confusion in his heart, only to find that his companion's eyes were wide open, full of astonishment and fear.

Near his temple, there was a shocking bloody hole, and bright red blood was constantly flowing out, like an endless red stream.

The man's mind went blank. He first tightly gripped the spear in his hand. His nerves instantly tensed up, his brain worked rapidly, and he reacted instantly. This was definitely not a wound caused by a wild boar. The enemy was also a human!

His heart was beating fast, his breathing became rapid and tense, and he looked around vigilantly. He knew that if he could kill his companion so quietly and instantly, then killing him would be easy.

"Who is it!" He roared at the top of his lungs, his voice echoing in the empty woods. However, the only sound around him was the rustling of leaves by the gentle wind, as if it was nature's indifferent response.

The man with three white marks on his face had his back soaked with cold sweat.

Suddenly, a slight sound came from the front. He turned his head nervously, but he only saw a fruit falling from the branch to the ground with a dull sound.

He felt relieved at first, but then an extreme chill quickly crept into his heart like an icy snake.

A pale bone dagger had been silently placed against his throat without anyone noticing.

He could clearly feel the chilling chill in his throat.

"Wait, don't kill me."

But before he could finish his words, he heard the sound of a sharp blade piercing into flesh.

At this moment, there was only one man with a black snake tattoo standing quietly at the scene. He was a little thin and compared with those strong and powerful men, he was not as powerful as them.

He looked indifferently at the man who was covering his throat and struggling to death on the ground. A mocking sneer flashed in his ruthless eyes. The reason why he did not kill him immediately was that he just wanted to enjoy the terrified, desperate and helpless face of his before his death.

A strange light slowly rose from his chest. At this moment, the mysterious pattern on his chest had spread like a vine to his chin and entire upper body, and the number on it had quietly reached twenty-nine.

"Only a little bit? Looks like we need to find a few more prey."

At this moment, the skinny man's ears moved slightly, as if he had caught some movement.

A sinister smile appeared on his face again. "Just in time, two prey came to my door."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly leaped forward, and the whole person instantly disappeared into the dense grass in front of him like a ghost, leaving behind only a heart-pounding silence.

Not far from the scene of the incident, two figures were walking slowly in front.

Both of them were wearing dresses, the woman was wearing a white dress and the man was wearing a gray dress.

The woman was He Ling. She was carrying a copper hammer on her shoulder and one hand was resting on the handle of the copper plate.

It’s not that she didn’t want to put it in the storage bag, but this copper hammer was quite strange and could not be put into the storage bag.

So He Ling had no choice but to take it in his hand.

"Sister He Ling, you have offended that Jingfeng Khan this time. Wouldn't we be in great trouble then?"

“Hey, Tuba, you’re not experienced enough in martial arts. If you can’t beat us, we can’t run away.”

Tuba nodded, still with a hint of worry in his eyes.

"Tuba."

Tuba looked up at He Ling, but saw He Ling stretching out a hand towards his face, as if to touch his face.

A blush flashed across his face, but if it was Sister He Ling, it wouldn't be impossible.

He stood there, trying to remain calm.

However, the hand that was extended had two fingers stretched out, and then the two fingers closed, and a white bone blade was clamped in her hand.