Male protagonist, you are targeting the wrong person

As soon as these words came out, regardless of what Yan Wenmo thought, Jiang Wenbai immediately became nervous. He subconsciously looked at Yan Wenmo, and before she could open her mouth, he covered her mouth without hesitation, making her unable to speak.

Seeing this, Yang Jin snorted coldly, holding Xihe and walked towards the back mountain of Qianyang Sect. Perhaps because he saw Yan Wenmo was still indignant about Jiang Wenbai covering his mouth, he did not follow him. He could not help but sneered:

"Why do you still want me to treat you?!"

After saying this, Jiang Wenbai silently let go of the hand that was covering Yan Wenmo's mouth. Yan Wenmo glared at him angrily, then followed him with an annoyed look on his face.

Since Xihe has fallen into reincarnation, her body should be buried. Yang Jin seemed particularly solemn about burying her.

He pulled Yan Wenmo to do it together. They made the coffin together, dug the hole together, placed the coffin in the hole together, filled the hole with soil and erected the tombstone together.

After doing all this, Yang Jin said to Yan Wenmo:

"You are short of manpower now, so I will help you look after the house for a while. When the fallen gods here are dealt with, you will go to the Star Lord Hall to take up your post. Then I will teach you how to handle the Star Lord's official duties. You have grown up now, so don't just think about playing all day long. You have to help your brothers."

In the final analysis, he just wanted her to work like a slave. Although Yan Wenmo despised this, he did not dare to refute it.

Are you kidding?! With her current strength, if Yang Jin wanted to kill her, it would be like crushing an ant. As the saying goes, a man of insight is a hero. She didn't want to go against Yang Jin.

Seeing that Yan Wenmo didn't refute, Yang Jin couldn't help but raise his eyebrows in surprise, and then asked:

"You don't refuse?!"

Yan Wenmo glanced at him and said unhappily:

"Will you not hit me if I refuse?!"

Yang Jin said bluntly without any scruples:

"No, on the contrary, I have wanted to beat you up for a long time."

Yan Wenmo looked at Yang Jin with some resentment, and then complained gloomily:

"You all bully me"

Upon hearing this, Yang Jin exploded. Looking at Yan Wenmo's aggrieved look, he roared:

"What do you mean we all bullied you, little darling? Are you being reasonable? We are thirteen brothers, and mother loves you the most. Back then, we didn't have any weapons, so we made a little white sword for you. How dare you say you were bullied?!"

Yang Jin said this with great confidence. Yan Wenmo looked at him more and more resentfully and said faintly:

"If you guys hadn't always been cheating me and leaving me covered in wounds, Xi...could mother have gotten me a sword?! Do you guys cheat me just because you think I'm the weakest and easy to bully?!"

As soon as these words came out, a trace of embarrassment flashed across Yang Jin's face. He subconsciously looked away and said:

"You are just too stupid. We are afraid that you will be bullied in the future, so we want to let you know in advance that people are treacherous."

Although Yan Wenmo knew that he was guilty, he was unwilling to expose it. After all, it happened a long time ago and there was no benefit in bringing it up now.

Thinking of this, she suddenly spoke as if she remembered something:

"The Qianyang Sect doesn't have much food. Those people can only eat for a month at most. After a month, they will starve to death. And in a month, it may be difficult to kill those fallen gods?!"

Hearing her say this, Yang Jin couldn't help but frowned and said with disdain:

"There are only two or three cats, big and small. Can't you handle them in a month?! How dare you mention it?!"

Yan Wenmo was speechless about his disdain. She looked at Yang Jin with disdain, as if she was looking at a fool. "Don't be like that." Yang Jin couldn't help but get furious and said:

"What do you mean by that look?! Did I say something wrong?!"

“Of course I was wrong.”

Yan Wenmo looked at him with disdain and continued:

"The fallen gods have been dealt with. The demonic aura left behind after killing them is not suitable for mortals to cultivate. Without cultivation, there is no way to obtain food. Without food, they will just die. Unless you can provide food for hundreds of years, otherwise, the fallen gods cannot be killed directly."

To be honest, Yang Jin had indeed not thought of or paid attention to this point of view. To him, it was just a fall from the gods, and death was death. However, he did not expect that Yan Wenmo would make this almost fatal mistake, which made him discover the truth that he had never cared about.

The spirit energy of the fallen gods is turbid. Once they die, the turbid energy will stay on the ground for a long time and will not dissipate. Unless someone specifically removes it, the turbid energy can stay in the human world for a hundred years, and a mortal will have starved to death in a hundred years.

Therefore, when Yan Wenmo said there was no time, he really meant it. Those fallen gods could not die in the space where mortals lived, so they could only find a way to transfer them and let them die somewhere else.

However, the fallen gods are powerful and live in scattered places, so it is indeed a big challenge to trap them together. But Yan Wenmo has the Five Elements and Five Spirits Blockade Formation, so as long as the fallen gods are gathered in one place, they can be easily eliminated.

But the question is, how do you gather a group of fallen gods together? They are not stupid, not to mention that they are immortals and are familiar with a little bit of the rules of destiny, and these rules are enough for them to see the future and escape.

What's more, there are hundreds of fallen gods. How long will it take to catch them one by one? Even if they are caught, how long can these mortals last? !

Besides, this place also needs an expert who can maintain the operation of the formation and prevent it from being broken by the fallen god. But this expert, well, there is a shortage of manpower anyway.

Yan Wenmo felt a headache the more she thought about it, so she pinched her brows tiredly. Seeing her like this, Yang Jin simply patted her shoulder and took charge, saying:

"Don't worry, I'm your brother. Your business is my business. Didn't I just say that?! I'll stay here to show you the way, and you still don't trust me?"

To be honest, she was a little bit untrustworthy. After all, he could destroy the Tongtian Tree at will and deceive the gods at will, and she had also suffered a lot at his hands. It was really difficult for her to believe Yang Jin now.

But I don't believe it, is there anyone else? ? Really no one.

Don’t you see, the original hero who was so awesome is now just a small earthly immortal.

Although this strength is considered to be unrivaled in the world of cultivation, unfortunately in the heavenly court, it is really the lowest position that can be made, and any immortal can kill him with just one finger.

So, apart from Yang Jin, she really had no other choice, and Yang Jin... rubbing his temples with an increasingly painful headache, Yan Wenmo felt that she couldn't live like this.

Seeing Yan Wenmo's headache, Yang Jin felt insulted. He looked at Yan Wenmo in disbelief and couldn't help asking:

"You still don't trust me?!"

Yan Wenmo heard this, sighed, and then said:

"Of course I believe you, but there aren't many people around me that I can use, so it's a bit of a headache. Can you understand that?!"

Understand?! Understand bullshit, Yang Jin felt that Yan Wenmo was doubting him and felt that he was unreliable, so he subconsciously clenched his fists and hit Yan Wenmo without hesitation.

Unexpectedly, Yan Wenmo dodged it easily. The two of them fought back and forth, making Jiang Wenbai, Ouyang Xian and others hiding in the dark frightened.

After hesitating for a long time, Ouyang Xian couldn't help but cautiously probe:

"Junior brother, who is he?! Is he familiar with Thirteen?"

Jiang Wenbai looked at Yan Wenmo with concern, nodded, and then said:

"He is Thirteen's brother, a god, not a fallen god, but a god who has not yet become a demon."