"Chen Dao! You turtle bastard!"
He cursed loudly, staring at Chen Dao with eyes almost spitting fire. Thinking of the situations in the past when he fell into Chen Dao's hands and the losses he suffered at his hands, the anger in his heart rose up.
"You don't have to shout so loudly to know you're a cuckold bastard."
Chen Dao picked his ears, leaned against a big tree, looked at Wang Ba who was being held down by several people, and said, "While your Master Chen is in a good mood today, you'd better leave as soon as possible. Otherwise, I will not be responsible if something happens in the middle of the night or at any time."
Hearing this, Fengjiu looked at him in surprise, because she noticed that after Chen Dao said this, not only did the ten people over there change their expressions and retreat, but even the other team members on their side changed their expressions.
He couldn't help but feel strange. What could have happened to make these people so afraid of him
She has been in Sanyang Peak for some time, but it seems that she has never heard of what Chen Dao is like!
"Chen Dao, let's wait and see! One day, you will fall into my hands!"
Wang Ba said this hatefully, but did not move forward. Instead, he let his team mates pull him to the other side, as if he was really afraid because of Chen Dao's words.
"Tsk! Coward."
Chen Dao sneered, not taking him seriously, and naturally did not take his words to heart. After watching their team leave, he turned around and saw everyone staring at him defensively, so he asked, "What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that? Am I a cannibal?"
When everyone heard this, they silently turned their eyes away and stopped staring at him.
Feng Jiu was a little curious when she saw him coming over, so she asked, "Senior Brother Chen, those people seemed to be very afraid of you just now?"
"Ha ha ha ha."
Chen Dao laughed loudly, his laughter was full of pressure and echoed in the forest. He put one hand on his waist, stroked his mustache with the other hand and laughed loudly: "That's right, don't you think about who I am, Chen Dao? When they see me, don't they have to avoid me and give in to me?"
At this time, Luo Heng came forward and said to Feng Jiu, who looked confused, in a low voice: "He has a dark history. The medicine he made can be said to be not a spiritual medicine, but a poison. Many people in the sect have suffered from him, so they avoid him."
Hearing this, Fengjiu suddenly understood. So that's how it is!
Chen Dao looked at the whispering people with a smug look and shouted, "Hurry up and rest. We will enter the inner circle at night. You can move around in the surrounding area during this time, but remember, don't walk too far, otherwise you will be separated from everyone else."
After hearing this, no one said much, because they were all refiners and knew that in this secret realm, there were some elixirs that could only be picked at night.
Feng Jiu, like everyone else, closed her eyes and rested under the tree, thinking in her mind, how can she leave alone without attracting their attention? Until the evening passed and night fell, under the leadership of Chen Dao, they stood up and continued to move forward.
In the forest at night, the sound of insects could be heard everywhere. Perhaps because they were not too deep in the forest, they did not hear any screams or roars from spirit beasts.