Tiezhu warned with his eyes slanted.

"The premise is that you are not targeted by the terrifying creatures in the restricted area." Erlang nodded and confirmed this statement.

"Now that the battle between Wangchuan and Yinshen has just ended, all life in the restricted area has returned to death. The probability of him escaping is very high."

Hearing this, Uncle Wei on the side could no longer sit still. After hesitating for a long time, he stopped rushing towards the blood river.

"Jiang boy, you two go first! I'll lure the twelve-eyed evil creature here, or teach me a secret technique. I'll definitely eradicate this evil from here!"

Jiang Chen glanced at him, slowly put a cigarette in his mouth, and threw the cigarette box over to him.

"Old Wei, why are you so anxious? If he dares to cause trouble when he shows up, we'll see what Samsara is capable of."

Uncle Wei was stunned: "Huh?"

He came in early and didn't know that the King of Samsara had already entered the strongest state.

Jiang Chen told the news about King Samsara's breakthrough, and also mentioned the incident when he stepped into the restricted area and King Samsara frightened three old antiques with one sword.

Uncle Wei was stunned when he heard this.

He reached out to take the cigarette box and rummaged inside. His already dazed expression became even more confused.

"Why did you throw it to me when the cigarette is gone? Ghost energy +40000!"

"Don't worry. Even if the sky falls, there are still tall people to hold it up. Old Wei, let me be frank. Before you completely control Jiuzhou and ascend to the position of Samsara, you are not considered tall."

Jiang Chen spoke with deep meaning.

Uncle Wei broke out in a cold sweat and denied it repeatedly: "Shut up! Don't talk nonsense! When did I ever covet the position of Lord Samsara King?"

He thought Jiang Chen must be crazy.

The King of Samsara is extremely talented. He became the strongest in the Dharma Ending Age and gained many benefits. He is enough to intimidate three old antiques.

Although he didn't know the whole story, he could still analyze how terrifying it was now just from this information.

How dare I seize the throne?

I am old, not that I have lived enough.

Seeing Uncle Wei's reaction, Jiang Chen immediately understood what he meant. He winked at him and smiled faintly: "I understand. Keep a low profile and try not to reveal the plan until the great cause is about to be accomplished and everything is ready."

"But don't worry too much, Old Wei. We are all family here. I am your confidant, Zhuzi is your trusted son, and he is like your second confidant. Jiang Xiaochen is my brother and will serve you in the future."

"It's this idiot..."

"Uncle Jiang, as assassins, we are known for keeping our mouths shut. I will not tell anyone about your and King Wu of Wei's intention to overthrow King Samsara and fight for the orthodoxy of Jiuzhou."

As Erlang spoke, he took out a small notebook and wrote something down carefully.

Uncle Wei was stunned.

If you don't tell anyone, why are you writing it down in the notebook?!

He even saw Erleng biting the pen and carefully choosing his words.

Are you really a killer?

I’m afraid he’s a reporter!

This scene made Uncle Wei unable to contain himself any longer. He sighed deeply, feeling quite sad as if “the children in the south village bully me because I am old and weak”.

"Ding, ghost energy +999999!"

Jiang Chen couldn't help showing a surprised expression. He turned his head to look at Erlang and said to him the same words he had said to Tiezhu.

"Lengzi, I have to say, you are a genius."

Erlang was very modest: "Compared to your sharp eyes and ability, Uncle Jiang, my talent is nothing."