Chen Lin shook his head.

"I was targeted and I didn't dare to leave the camp."

"What?"

True Lord Wanmeng was stunned.

Then he wondered: "Who is being targeted and why?"

Chen Lin waved his hand.

"You don't need to know this. Knowing it will not be good for you, but it will easily make you angry. I want you to do something for me. If you can succeed, then I will have a chance to leave the camp. Then I will help you hunt.

A five-star Luo monster, you don’t have to run around like this."

True Lord Wan Meng's expression changed.

He finally gritted his teeth and said, "Fellow Daoist Chen, please tell me."

Chen Lin didn't hesitate, took out a four-star spiritual bun, sealed it in a special food box, and handed it to the other party.

"You think of a way to give this bun to the crazy Taoist and let him eat it."

After eating the spiritual buns, Wanmeng Zhenjun immediately understood Chen Lin's thoughts.

"Does Fellow Daoist Chen think that this steamed bun can cure the madness of crazy Taoists?"

"well!"

Chen Lin sighed.

"I don't know either, but the people who are targeting me are so powerful that no one except crazy Taoists can deal with them. Whether it works or not, let's give it a try."

As he said that, he took out three large boxes and sent them to the other party: "This is thirty thousand Nightmare Coins. You don't have to take risks yourself. You can hire others to help complete it. If you find more, the crazy Taoist will not be afraid of others."

Kill him?"

The value of nightmare coins is also very high now.

The nightmare aura in the wild is mixed with Luo's aura, which is extremely corrosive. Many newcomers will be infected, so they need to be cleared out in this inn. Those who are in urgent need of nightmare coins will be willing to accept their employment.

And for newcomers, if they don’t know the details of the crazy Taoist, they won’t find him scary.

Lord Wanmeng breathed a sigh of relief.

It would be much easier if you don't have to go to the door yourself.

He has been trapped here for hundreds of years, and he is well aware of the terror of mad Taoists. Although he does not kill anyone on sight, there is not much chance of survival for anyone who dares to get close to the opponent's giant pillar.

People in the entire space walked around that pillar.

"Okay, then I'll go."

True Lord Wanmeng put away the nightmare coins.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally said: "Would you like to find the Sword God in Tsing Yi?"

Although he didn't have to contact him directly, he was still a little frightened when he thought of the crazy Taoist. If the Sword God in Tsing Yi could solve the problem, it would be much easier to handle.

Chen Lin waved his hand and said: "It's not necessary. Although the Tsing Yi Sword God has the realm of asking, he is not that powerful in this nightmare world. Otherwise, he would not have been unable to complete his mission for so many years."

Wanmeng Zhenjun nodded when he heard this. Without saying anything more, he packed up and left the inn.

Chen Lin also returned to his room.

Not long after, several practitioners of different races were brought in by the blind girl.
Chapter completed!