please!I don't want to be a villain!

"It seems that Huajia has already left, and I don't know what he is doing?" Zhang Tianba came to the sleeping osmanthus tree again.

Looking at the big tree supporting the sky in front of him, Zhang Tianba backed away slightly.

If he hadn't heard from Hua Jia, he would never have imagined that the big tree that covered the sky and the sun was about to die.

Maybe dig it out and have a look.

Zhang Tianba suddenly had such an idea in his mind, but he still maintained enough reason.

There must be something suppressed under the laurel tree, Zhang Tianba could feel the weak fluctuations coming from the roots of the laurel tree.

"Forget it, maybe there is some monster sealed." Zhang Tianba turned his head again, and he just took advantage of this time to consolidate Qingyun Step.

It is true that Hua Jia is no longer in Nanman Continent at this time, but came to Xuantian City alone, and he wants to take the blood of the white tiger, and the only surviving white tiger today is the ancestor who forged the second way!

Even if there is an absolute gap in the realm, he is not afraid, anyway, he can't die, and he must get the blood of the white tiger no matter what.

Thinking of this, Hua Jia stepped inward with firm eyes.

"Please also inform that Huajia, the holy son of Liuhua Valley, was ordered by the ancestor of Guishu to come to visit the ancestor of Baihu." Huajia cupped his hands to the monk who was watching the door.

He can only be introduced into the main hall when he is notified by others.

Hearing that it was the Holy Son of Liuhua Valley, the attitude of the guards immediately improved a lot. Even monks have some skills in seeking medical treatment, so if they can make a good relationship, it is natural to put on a good attitude.

"Hua Shengzi, wait a moment, I will report to the ancestor right away."

"I'm chattering."

"Son Hua, you are welcome." After the monk finished speaking, he immediately walked into the hall.

After a while, he came to Patriarch Baihu, "Patriarch, the Holy Son of Liuhua Valley asked to see him, saying that Patriarch Guishu asked him to come."

There was a hint of vigilance in the eyes of Patriarch Baihu.

Osmanthus patriarch?Isn't he sleeping?

Could it be that he couldn't hold on any longer, the black blood sealed by him was about to come out!

There are many doubts in my heart.

"Go and bring him in!" Patriarch Baihu ordered.

"Yes, Patriarch." The monk retreated quickly, not daring to look at Patriarch Baihu the whole time, keeping his head down.

Even though he was so respectful, when Patriarch Baihu cast his eyes on him, he was still as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and he didn't even dare to breathe, for fear of offending this person.

The monk quickly returned to Hua Jia, touched his sweat, and said, "Son Hua, the ancestor let you in, you have to be careful what you say, don't offend the ancestor!"

"I know." Hua Jia said politely.

With flawless temperament and that resolute appearance, he is a handsome man.

For a while, the guards who were also men were a little shy, not knowing that men can be so good-looking, Hua Shengzi didn't know how many women he had to fascinate.

Looking at Huajia's relaxed appearance, he couldn't help feeling that he was worthy of being the holy son of medicine, and the Patriarch Baihu who knew that he was going to meet the killer was also so calm, and he was completely incomparable.

Hua Jia walked inward slowly, his shadow was reflected in the hall, and the murderous aura kept flowing out of the hall.

"Boy, tell me, why did you come to that laurel tree? Is he already dead? If you can't say what I am satisfied with, then you can die here."

When the words came, he couldn't see the whole picture of Patriarch Baihu clearly, only the murderous aura and coercion deliberately exuded continued to hit.

If it were an ordinary person, I'm afraid he would pee his pants in fear, so how could he talk calmly like him.

It has been a long time since Huajia discovered that she is immortal, and she has not felt any fear. All fears are worthless in the face of death.

Not afraid of death, he naturally has no fear in his heart.

"Old ancestor will know after eating these snacks." Hua Jia took out a bag of sweet-scented osmanthus cake from the ring.

Patriarch Baihu was a little puzzled, but he still asked, "That osmanthus tree is blooming again?"

"Yes, ancestor, these sweet-scented osmanthus cakes are made from the flowers of the elder clan of the osmanthus tree." Huajia replied calmly.

As soon as the words fell, Patriarch Baihu immediately moved his mind, and the sweet-scented osmanthus cake flew directly into Patriarch Baihu's palm.

After observing carefully and confirming that there was no poison, Patriarch Baihu swallowed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in one gulp, which was not enough for him to stuff his teeth.

But having said that, this sweet-scented osmanthus cake tasted so bland, it couldn't be that the sweet-scented osmanthus was wrapped by him before it was ripe, and it still had a muddy smell.

"The deity has already eaten, why nothing happened?" Patriarch Baihu looked at Huajia.

Hua Jia just stretched out her waist lazily, with a smile on her face, and said contemptuously: "I don't know about it, maybe it's Patriarch Baihu, you ate too fast and haven't tasted it yet!"

Hearing this, seeing Hua Jia's smile, Patriarch Baihu gradually became murderous, but he was still going to ask clearly.

"You kid dare to play me, don't you want to be the blood food in my mouth!" There was a white light in the eyes of the old man Baihu, and the murderous aura seemed to flow out of the eyes.

"You dare to eat me! I'll give you ten guts and you won't be able to do it! You're just a cultivated beast, yet you dare to bark at me!" Hua Jia's attitude changed, and her words were extremely provocative.

"You want to piss me off, kid! Okay! Then it will be as you wish!" Patriarch Baihu turned into a prototype and suddenly bit at Huajia. He wanted to see what tricks this kid had. The powerhouse of purple!

Bite down, a mouthful of blood came out, as he expected, but it was beyond his expectation.

He originally thought that this kid would run away in an instant, and then he would go after him, but this kid just died at his mouth.

"It's so full of vitality! It really is a great tonic! It's not a waste!" Patriarch Baihu tore up the flowers and swallowed them completely. The blood dripping on the bottom exudes infinite vitality, and the smell of blood fills him. nasal cavity.

Patriarch Baihu absorbed the vitality of flowers and crops recklessly, because there was so much vitality that he couldn't digest it for a while.

But that warm vitality flow was continuously absorbed by him and flowed in his body.

It was too comfortable, just let him lie down on the ground, enjoying the endless vitality.

"The boy who is looking for death."

For a moment, he realized something was wrong. This vitality had not been digested by him, but had always existed, and it was really endless. After a while, he was a little panicked.

He could only stand up and run towards the distance at high speed, swaying his strength wantonly, but even so, the vitality full of vitality was only increasing.

The extremes must be reversed.

If the true essence continues to grow like this, he will explode and die before he breaks through the tenth realm.

"Damn boy! How dare you harm me!" Patriarch Baihu suppressed it with all his strength, trying to spit out Huajia's flesh and blood in conjunction with regurgitation, but he still couldn't do it.

Suddenly, he felt a churning in his stomach, and a tree grew straight out of his mouth. The severe pain was accompanied by the aroma of osmanthus, and a bunch of osmanthus bloomed in his mouth.

Just relying on this dirty trick to kill the deity!Boy, you are still too tender.

Patriarch Baihu's expression froze, he stretched out his hand to peel off his stomach, forcefully pulled the sweet-scented osmanthus tree out of the flesh, Huajia's flesh also slipped out instantly.

Huajia's body recovered slowly, and Patriarch Baihu's recovery speed was not slow, and the gap in his abdomen healed quickly.

But the ancestor of the white tiger did not relax, but cut the bottom and completely removed the part of the flower and crop from the body.