The deal is closed.
However, Wandao Jiansheng did not leave immediately.
They stayed.
Lin Chen frowned slightly and asked, "why don't you go?"
"There's danger here."
Wan Dao sword Saint said, "I'll solve this danger for you before I leave."
"What's the danger?"
Lin Chen asked.
"This village is out of thin air."
Wandao sword Saint said: "anyone you meet in this village is not a living person."
"Are they dead?"
Lin Chen asked.
"Didn't you notice that?"
Wan Dao sword Saint looks at Lin Chen and asks suspiciously.
He thought Lin Chen could detect the abnormality of the village.
Lin Chen did not answer Wan Dao's doubts, but said with a smile: "the ghost of blood nether world cult, right?"
"You seem to have noticed."
Wandao sword Saint nodded gently, then asked: "since you know it's a trap, why do you want to jump in?"
"If you don't enter the tiger's den, you'll get the tiger's son."
Lin Chen light said.
"What do you want?"
Wan Dao sword Saint asked.
"Get the trust of the blood netherworld cult."
Lin Chen said.
"Why do you want that kind of junk trust?"
Wandao swordsman has some doubts.
"Er..."
Lin Chen is speechless and chokes.
Is blood netherworld religion rubbish?
It is estimated that only samsara wusheng can say this.
You know, the leader of the blood netherworld cult is the blood netherworld!
The man who has been a martial saint for thousands of years!
If the blood underworld is not dead now, then he may have become the reincarnation martial saint!
Dare you say blood netherworld cult is rubbish?
Looking at the end of the day, I'm afraid that only Wan Dao sword saint, a reincarnation martial saint with powerful fighting power, can dare to say it.
Lin Chen found that although Wan Dao Jiansheng was an honest man, he always called others "garbage" and "garbage", which made Lin Chen very curious.
As a samsara wusheng, there is such a mantra?
That's interesting!
"I'm going to destroy this village. Since you want their trust, I'll spare them."
Wan Dao sword Saint shakes his head and says.
"It's better to put it out."
Lin Chen nodded: "however, before that, I have to get the trust of the blood netherworld cult."
"How did you provoke them before?"
Wan Dao sword Saint asked.
"I put away the grandson of their elder."
Lin Chen did not hide, replied.
In fact, even if Lin Chen deliberately conceals it, he can't hide it.
His body, apart from his origin, nothing else can hide from a reincarnated martial saint.
After all, everyone who can be on the list is not a vegetarian!
"I see."
Hearing Lin Chen's explanation, Wan Dao sword Saint nodded gently.
Then he asked, "how are you going to win their trust?"
"It's very simple. Just stay here for one night."
Lin Chen replied with a smile.
"What's the point?"
Ten thousand swordsmen are puzzled.
Can you gain the trust of blood netherworld religion by staying here for one night?
Are the people of blood netherworld not only a group of rubbish, but also a group of fools?
"On the other side of the blood netherworld cult, I didn't know that I had collected the grandson of the elder of the blood netherworld cult. They only knew that the man came to the black desert and death valley, and then they lost the news. So they built a village at the entrance of the black desert. During this period, anyone who came out of the black desert would be dragged into the village by them "In the middle."
Lin Chen explained: "of course, they don't kill innocent people indiscriminately. They just pull people into the village and use special means to inspect them that night. As long as they pass the inspection, they can eliminate the suspicion and gain their trust."