I'm not a villain

"too weak!"

Si Mobai sighed slightly.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

Immediately there were two clear sounds of heavy objects hitting the ground.

At some point, the two imposing seals had disappeared without a trace.

"What happened?"

Jiang Hu looked confused.

Zhou Lang smiled and said, "Of course it's the eldest brother who solved those two things that don't have eyes."

Jiang Hu said: "Is this resolved?"

Is the Primordial Spirit cultivator, who is usually aloof, so vulnerable?
Are they too weak, or is Si Mobai too strong?

Jiang Hu's brain is not bad, but after thinking about it for a while, he realizes that it's not because these three people are too weak, but because Si Mobai is too strong!

"hiss!"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but gasped.

Even the resentment in my heart has dissipated a lot.

Zhou Lang said calmly, "Of course!"

"Have you seen the strength of my elder brother?"

"It's easy to solve a few Yuanshen stage monks!"

"Boy, if you follow my elder brother, it will only benefit you and not harm you!"

Jiang Hu showed a faint smile and didn't reply.

"okay!"

"We need to get out of here!"

Si Mobai didn't feel the slightest joy in getting rid of the fat three.

In order to prevent being discovered by other monks, they must leave here as soon as possible.

Zhou Lang laughed and said, "Brother, let's leave now!"

Then, Zhou Lang turned to Jiang Hu and said, "Boy, next we have to go to your Wushuang sect to take root."

Jiang Hu didn't dare to refuse in the slightest, and said respectfully: "This is a blessing from my Wushuang sect!"

Seeing this, Si Mobai shook his head with a smile, and left the crime scene first.

Zhou Lang followed closely with Jiang Hu under his arm.

……

An hour later.

There was another sound in the dense forest.

"Master, this should be the place where the spiritual energy gathered before!"

This is a crisp childish voice.

"Not bad!"

"The teacher was just retreating, and suddenly sensed that the aura around him was empty, and he knew something big had happened."

"I just don't know if there was a strange treasure born, or if it was done by an expert."

It was the voice of an old man.

"However, no matter what, as a teacher, I have to find out."

"Otherwise, if you miss the treasure, you will regret it."

The chubby child said expectantly, "I hope it will be a mysterious treasure!"

"In this way, Master will be invincible in the world!"

Hearing what Tuer said, the old man with sly eyebrows and mouse eyes couldn't help but burst out laughing, and said, "My good fellow!"

"If it's really a profound treasure, then I will pass on this high-grade yellow-rank treasure to you as a teacher!"

The little face was flushed with excitement, and the boy stared at the bright eyes and said, "Really?"

The old man pretended to be angry, blew his beard and stared, and said, "When did Master ever lie to you?"

The little boy smiled, touched the back of his head, and said, "Then I'm going to take Master's 'Shenwen Pen' to kill demons!"

The old man shook his head with a smile, and said, "Don't rush to be happy, kid!"

"It's not certain whether the strange treasure was born or not."

"Besides, there was such a big commotion here before, I'm afraid it's not just our master and apprentice who noticed something strange."

"To prevent long nights and dreams, we have to act as soon as possible."

After finishing speaking, two figures, one old and one young, cautiously moved towards the dense forest.

"strangeness!"

The abnormal silence around him made the old man feel vigilant, he stopped in his tracks and said, "Wen'er!"

The old man's sudden sound made the little boy turn pale with fright, and even his voice trembled a little.

"master?"

The old man had no time to take care of his emotions, and ordered: "You just wait here for me!"

"I'll call you after the teacher goes to find out the situation."

"If after a quarter of an hour, the teacher has not returned, then you should leave here immediately, and you must not look back!"

The little boy couldn't help thinking of the ghost stories he heard on weekdays, couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and said, "Yes, Master!"

The wretched old man nodded, and then continued to move forward.

"The concentration of spiritual energy is getting higher and higher!"

After taking a short breath, the old man felt a little loosening of the bottleneck that had trapped him for many years.

It made him more convinced that this was the center where the aura gathered just now, which doubled his expectations and anxiety again.

"The surrounding trees are intact and there are no signs of fighting."

Due to the sudden interruption of the casting process of the two fat men, they did not form a complete move and did not cause much change to the surrounding environment.

"It doesn't look like an expert's way!"

Since it was not done by an expert, it must be the birth of a strange treasure!
Just thinking about it for a while, the old man couldn't help feeling overwhelmed.

Could it be that his old man has been wandering for more than a hundred years, and today is finally turning around?
He didn't dare to think about it.

He is afraid that if he expects too much, he will be disappointed too.

The old man was getting old, but he couldn't bear such a huge disappointment.

"call!"

"call!"

After taking a few deep breaths, the old man felt calmed down a lot, and continued to move towards the center.

"It should be here!"

The aura here is so rich that it is almost condensed into water.

The old man pushed aside a few leaves in front of him, and only then did he see the open ground in the middle from a distance.

However, he soon discovered the anomaly.

Because there were clearly three figures lying on the ground!

"Anyone here?"

The old man instinctively thought that someone had stepped up first, and couldn't help feeling a strong sense of loss.

"wrong!"

But he quickly realized that since there were no traces of fighting around, it meant that there was no fighting here.

Then why did the three people lying on the ground die?

The old man is just a small cultivator in the early stage of foundation establishment, and he usually comes into contact with people with low cultivation bases, so he naturally has shallow knowledge, and he would not think of any spiritual methods.

However, I have already come here, and the old man is really not reconciled if I don't take a look.

"Why do they die!"

"Anyway, I don't have many years to live, so I might as well use this old life to fight for Wen'er, maybe I can fight for a smooth road for him!"

Once he made up his mind, the old man's fear also eased a bit, and he quickly touched the three of them and saw their faces clearly.

"Ok?"

"The momentum is turbid, and the cultivation level is difficult to understand!"

"These three people must be far beyond my immortal cultivation power!"

The old man tried to check the cultivation of the three, but found that his spiritual power had just entered the bodies of the three, as if stuck in a quagmire, unable to move an inch, and couldn't help being shocked.

"What's even more frightening is that if such three masters can be wiped out without a sound, what kind of existence is there for the person who attacked them?"

"And how powerful is it?"