These words were spoken with heartfelt sincerity and were deeply moving.
What a kind person! What a kind person!
bite!
The system has earned several more points.
"Tsk!"
The Little Turtle, who had been watching this scene, clicked its tongue, its eyes filled with disdain for Jiang Fan.
"Someone wanted to kill him, but he actually showed mercy and let them go. What a pushover! He's really annoying."
The girl was unhappy with these words.
"You can't say that entirely. Isn't he a good person? Why do you dislike him?"
"That's different. Although Master is a very good person, his way of being good is completely different. If Master encounters this situation, he first tries to persuade them to release the person, and then—"
Before the Little Turtle could finish speaking, Jiang Fan turned around and killed all the people he had let go.
The bandits lying on the ground stared at Jiang Fan with disbelief in their dying moments.
Jiang Fan sneered, "You believe everything I say? How naive."
As soon as the words were spoken, the bandits' eyes widened in shock, and they kicked their feet.
Death.
The Little Turtle also had its eyes wide open.
The words it hadn't finished saying were stuck in its throat like food, firmly blocked.
Not only it, but also the girl.
Ripples of emotion rippled in the girl's beautiful eyes as she stared intently at Jiang Fan in the distance, her mind involuntarily replaying scenes from her past interactions with him.
Because the gazes of the man and the beast were so intense, it was impossible for Jiang Fan not to notice them.
He turned around, protecting the treasure he had just snatched, and looked back warily, his eyes filled with warning.
Could this man and beast be trying to steal his things?
Don't even think about it! Once it's in his pocket, it's his. Anyone who dares to take it from him will be his enemy!
He refused to believe it. With his Advanced Psychic skills and the help of the Two Star Big Black, he was confident he could roam freely in this secret realm.
Jiang Fan thought this way, while the man and the beast were thinking about something else entirely.
The girl spoke first, whispering in a voice only the two of them could hear, " Little Turtle, do you think this behavior is like him?"
After a two-second silence, the Little Turtle clicked its tongue.
"It's nothing but a poor imitation. To say he resembles my master with such a despicable air is the greatest insult to him."
Actually, the girl was just asking the question casually; she never really thought he was that person.
Just as the two sides were looking at each other, another person entered the secret realm.
This person was indeed the fat man.
What happened?
The fat man stared at the corpses scattered on the ground. All of them died with their eyes wide open, as if they were about to bulge out. What horrific torture had they endured before their deaths to cause this?
The air pressure between the two sides in this standoff was so low that it made it difficult to breathe.
He just happened to be caught in the middle!
At this moment, the fat man didn't dare to breathe loudly, his beady eyes darting left and right.
A minute passed just like that.
Two minutes passed.
Five minutes later.
The girl was the first to withdraw her gaze from the confrontation, looked at the fat man, and waved.
"Come over."
Are they in cahoots?
Jiang Fan frowned, and at the same time, his gaze shifted to the person who had suddenly appeared, a sharp glint in his eyes.
He wondered if he should strike first to prevent the enemy from gathering.
The fat man sensed danger from the side and, frightened, immediately ran towards the girl.
After running up to him, he looked him up and down.
"I've just gotten a little younger, and you can't even recognize me?"
The girl smiled, her eyes crinkling. Although she looked younger, only seventeen or eighteen, her eyes still held a captivating charm.
That's the unique charm of a mature woman, and at the same time, an allure that penetrates to the bone.
A familiar smile, familiar eyes, familiar tone.
This will dispel the fat man's doubts.
"Grandpa, how did you become... become like this?"
"I used a special secret technique; otherwise, how could I have entered this cultivation realm?"
"What kind of special secret technique is this? It's so powerful! It can't even recognize the rules of the secret realm?"
"Naturally, it's a secret technique personally taught to me by my amazing mentor. How about that? Isn't he incredible?"
Seeing his ancestor showing off that important person again, the fat man was already used to it. Full of survival instinct, he didn't hesitate to give two thumbs up.
"Amazing! No wonder our ancestors kept remembering him; he's practically invincible in the entire universe!"
"Hehehe..." The girls all laughed, laughing happily and proudly.
Of the entire Wang Family, Fatty was the one she liked the most.
Seeing that the two were chatting so happily, seemingly forgetting about him, Jiang Fan secretly glanced around.
Looking around, apart from an open space about 100 meters from the entrance, the entire area was shrouded in mist.
Before he came, Wei San had told him in detail about the situation inside the Zhou Family Secret Realm, so he wasn't too surprised.
Once you cross the fog-shrouded area, you'll find the primeval forest where the Spirit Weapon are located.
Wei San did not disclose the exact location of the Spirit Weapon.
He had asked before, but Wei San said the Zhou Family was unwilling to tell him.
He could understand this. After all, the Spirit Weapon was a gift from the Holy Lord of the Church of Justice, and even when facing the Divine Wind Camp, the Zhou Family head was unwilling to hand it over.
If it weren't for the Church of Justice coveting the Spirit Weapon, the Zhou Family probably wouldn't have chosen to cooperate with Yan Tianyang, let alone expose the matter of the Spirit Weapon.
Pulling himself out of his thoughts, and taking advantage of the fact that the two people opposite him were engrossed in their conversation, Jiang Fan vanished into the thick fog in a flash.
"Grandpa, he's escaped!" the fat man shouted.
The girl raised her hand and lightly brushed a strand of hair aside, a slight smile playing on her lips.
"If I hadn't intentionally let him go, do you think he could have escaped?"
"Why let him leave?" the fat man asked, puzzled.
"Our current task is to find the Holy Son of the Church of Justice and the exact location of the Spirit Weapon; there's no need to waste time here."
"With Lord Turtle's abilities, he could obliterate that person with a single breath, so why would he waste his time?"
"Because of its special nature, although the Little Turtle was able to sneak into the secret realm undetected, its strength was suppressed. Otherwise, would that person have been able to leave so easily?"
After hearing the girl's explanation, the fat man finally understood.
"Alright, let's not waste time on someone unimportant, let's go inside."
Without further ado, the girl stepped into the thick fog.
As soon as Jiang Fan entered, he heard screams coming from the front.
The sound was so mournful; it goes without saying that he was dead.
This was immediately followed by the rustling sound of chewing, which sent chills down one's spine.
Even without using his Psychic Power, Jiang Fan could easily imagine the hellish scene unfolding in the thick fog ahead.
According to Wei San, countless Mist Scorpion inhabit this fog.
The people ahead must have encountered Mist Scorpion, right?
Just as Jiang Fan was making this guess, a purple scorpion suddenly lashed out at him with its tail.