"Mountain Lord is out!!"
"Run!!!"
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In the open space before the ancestral hall.
Only after the tiger demon left did all the villagers seem to wake from a dream.
They screamed in terror and fled in every direction.
Situ Qing and the others' expressions immediately darkened when they saw this. "Stay here! Don't run!"
With that old monk taking action, and with the few of them here as well, this place was still relatively safe.
But if they ran about and entered the battlefield, they could very well be caught up in it and lose their lives!
Unfortunately, no one listened to them.
Seeing this, Situ Qing's expression turned uglier still.
"Brother Situ, forget those villagers who helped the tyrant commit evil. Let's hurry to the battlefield and see whether we can earn some credit."
"Exactly! If we help that monk kill a Grandmaster-level great demon, it will be a tremendous achievement!"
Among the five, aside from Situ Qing, Wu Meng—using the alias Zhu San—and Xin Yi—using the alias Ma Si—spoke up at once.
The remaining two women, one named Liu Yi and the other Zou Xi, said nothing, but their bright eyes were fixed on Situ Qing.
This made Situ Qing frown slightly.
Whoosh!
At that moment, a figure suddenly flashed past them.
Like a phantom, he charged toward the nearby battlefield.
"That kid didn't leave?!"
Wu Meng cried out in shock.
Situ Qing glanced around at the villagers, who had nearly all fled, then gritted his teeth. "Go!"
As soon as he spoke, the five of them swiftly darted toward the battlefield as well.
Only the bewildered old village chief remained where he was, staring blankly at his own chest.
It seemed that someone had patted him just now.
Roar!!!
"Old monk, your strength is getting weaker