Rebirth of the Demon Hunter

A flash of blade, a head flew high, blood sprayed onto Ye Qi's face from the chest. Making Ye Qi's originally young and handsome face, became extremely ferocious. Glancing at the lifeless corpse on the ground, Ye Qi casually pulled up a tablecloth beside him, wiped his face and the short knife in his hand, bent down and carefully examined the head on the ground. "Damn it! Those scumbag merchants cheated me again! It's just a low-level blood slave!" Opening the dead man's mouth, looking at the horrifying fangs, Ye Qi