1829: C1829 We Have to Take the Blame Again?

C1829 We Have to Take the Blame Again?

A large pile of Spiritual Treasures was taken out and placed on the ground. There were all kinds of Mo Nans. Mo Nan carefully examined them. At this moment, he suddenly felt somewhat annoyed. He regretted that he had never studied formations before.

If he had studied them, he would at least be able to recognize whether the formations on the Spiritual Treasures were still there and whether they were still useful. To put it bluntly, he wanted to see if the Spiritual Treasures were a pile of scrap metal.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why they were able to find so many Spiritual Treasures.

old rascal had two guesses.

Either the martial artists and Proud Son of Heavens that entered the forbidden land ahead had holes in their brains, or they were really rich and wealthy, not putting these expensive Spiritual Treasures in their eyes.

Or, they had already determined that these Spiritual Treasures were already useless, so they did not take them away.

There were two possibilities. Mo Nan himself was more inclined towards the latter.

After all, he had come to this region for so long, yet he did not encounter a single martial artist. It could not be said that it was because he already knew that there was no need to waste time on these old and broken Spiritual Treasures. That was why he directly went deeper.

This was the most likely situation.

Therefore, after asking Qingming to take out the Spiritual Treasures, Mo Nan began to check them. Sure enough, he picked them up one by one and tried to use them. Before long, he discovered that these Spiritual Treasures might have been hard and not easily damaged due to the material used, but other than that, they were no longer considered Spiritual Treasures.

After collecting so many Spiritual Treasures, he found that apart from the two Spiritual Forces that seemed to have the effect of strengthening the Spiritual Forces, the rest of them had the effect of strengthening the Spiritual Forces. Not even low grade Spiritual Treasures.

These things could be sold as weapons because of their hardness, but they were true and could not be sold for a good price.

"Damn it."

old rascal couldn't help but curse.

He finally understood. Why is there no one left? Nearly a thousand martial artists should have already rushed towards the depths of the forbidden land. It was because, apart from them, everyone knew that the Spiritual Treasures or materials left behind in these ruins were no longer of any value.

Even those treasure refinement materials, because they were not properly preserved and had been placed in the outside world for too long, had lost their spirituality.

In this way, they should have wasted a day's worth of effort. While feeling depressed in his heart, Mo Nan told Qing Styx the results. Qing Styx quickly accepted it and urged Mo Nan to hurry up since there was no need to continue staying in this area to search for medicinal Spiritual Treasures.

"You have a big heart!"

Mo Nan rolled his eyes and shot a glance at Qing Styx, but he also knew that what Qing Styx said was right.

However, this kid was the calmest and had an attitude that he had long guessed would be like this. He then looked at him and Pang Hu. He kept shouting and yelling. Why did he feel a little unhappy?

In short, after they realized that they had done a bunch of useless things, the team quickly set foot on the road to the center of the forbidden area.

Just like that, they walked for another two days.

Mo Nan was leading the way. Unexpectedly, Pang Hu suddenly sniffed and raised his claw to stop Mo Nan. Then, he waved his claw and pointed to the right.

"You mean..." Mo Nan stared at him for a while and soon understood what he meant. He narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice.

"Is there a fresh smell of blood over there?"

Since they had entered the Ancient Devil Forbidden Land, they had never encountered any danger. They had not even seen a corpse. Speaking of which, this place was too safe.

How could there be a forbidden land that didn't kill people?

On the contrary, old rascal heaved a sigh of relief when he found out what Pang Hu meant. Otherwise, he would feel even more uneasy in his heart.

It was a good thing that he did not see a corpse. It was possible that all the martial artists had gone missing at the same time.

It was already possible that these martial artists had come here for the treasure. There was only one treasure left. If there was no conflict between the martial artists, it would not make sense.

In a situation where there were too many monks and too little food, there would inevitably be conflicts.0

Thinking about it, Mo Nan decided to go to the direction Pang Hu pointed out. At least he had a plan. Not all of the martial artists who had come here had gone missing.

However, when he arrived at the place Pang Hu pointed out, he did see a few bodies lying on the ground. These bodies were still warm. They should have died not long ago. All of them opened their eyes wide with fear and anxiety.

God knows what they had experienced before their deaths.

None of these were important. More importantly, Mo Nan narrowed his eyes. It had been a long time since he realized that someone had carved a huge character on the side of these people with a sharp weapon.

Cloud!

It was the guy who killed Qiao Yue and his group.

old rascal clenched his teeth. He didn't care if someone would come after him. He wasn't afraid. However, the feeling of taking the blame for someone really didn't make him feel comfortable.

"Which bastard did it?"

Mo Nan muttered through gritted teeth.

At the same time, Pang Hu leaned down and sniffed the bodies. He tried to determine the smell, but when he looked up, he shook his head.

His sense of smell was already very sensitive, but he did not find any other smell on the bodies. It was very likely that these people had not been in contact with the people who had killed them for long. They might have been killed in one move. That was why the surrounding smell was so clean.

Mo Nan lowered his head and thought for a moment. Then, he searched these people's bodies, trying to find something that could prove their identity.

Soon, he found something.

On the corpses or on the ground beside them, the Spiritual Treasures that they used when they were alive were still there. Moreover, they carried a lot of money with them. Clearly, the people who killed them did not do it for money.

Then what else could it be for?

At the same time, Mo Nan found something that could prove their identities from these people.

One of them had a sign with the shape of a mountain on it, proving that they were from Mountguard.

The Mountguard Sect was considered a big sect in the west of Zhong Prefecture, especially its disciples. Their strength was not weak, which was why old rascal remembered their intention.

However, a disciple of such a sect was killed in an instant.

Although old rascal still didn't know who did it, he had already knitted his brows. This alone was enough to tell that the person who tried to frame him wasn't weak.

This made him depressed and annoyed.

During this period of time, Pang Hu sniffed the surrounding smell again. When his ears heard the sound in the distance, he clawed at Mo Nan a few more times, as if he was saying:

There are other fighters nearby..."

old rascal's eyes lit up. This meant that the Ancient Devil Forbidden Land might not be as dangerous as he had imagined. If nothing unexpected happened, they should have already chased after the group of people who entered the forbidden area two days ago.

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