The villain is whitewashed: I don’t want to be a villain even if I am killed

After the skeletons left, he was still looking forward to what the world would become.

"Can you sense where your head is?" Lin Bufan asked.

"I can only sense the approximate location, which is in the extreme southern modern desert in the realm of self-cultivation." Can can replied, "Many creatures have already gone there, we have to hurry up."

Under normal circumstances, the birth of a treasure is a scene of a narrow escape.

I don't know how many lives will die here.

Lin Bufan nodded. The modern desert is the hottest place in the entire cultivation world, and the temperature is above [-] degrees all year round.

If ordinary mortals go there, they will turn into delicious cooked meat within a few minutes.

Even a cultivated monk cannot stay there for a long time.

Therefore, the entire Antarctic Modern Desert is barren, and people and beasts are far away from there.

With a thought, Lin Bufan entered the ancient battlefield.

When Lao Hei and Chi Yan Beast saw him coming in, they snatched one of his shoulders as if they had made an appointment.

Just don't be too symmetrical.

The little eagle flapped its wings and said: "Master Yin, Master Yin, you can ride me to find Guan Guan's head."

"Uh!" Lin Bufan corrected, "Little Eagle! From now on, you can say, Master, you can go anywhere with you instead of riding you!"

"Ride! I'm not a flying machine, I'm a bird, of course I ride it!" Kitty Ying corrected Lin Bufan's wrong guidance very seriously.

"Boy, I think Xiaoying is right." The old gangster said.

"I also think what Xiaoying said is correct." Red Flame Beast tilted its head and thought for a while, and said.

"Okay!" Lin Bufan was speechless, because his thoughts were too dirty, and the pure animals were very correct.

"Master, how long has it been since you came in?" Wu Mantuo ran over from a distance, stretched out a branch, wrapped Lin Bufan into a rice dumpling, almost made him lose his breath.

"Master, I miss you so much."

Although Wu Mantuo didn't need it to detoxify his eldest brother after returning from Mo Tuo Mountain, but he could use it from time to time when developing elixir.

Without harming it, let him offer a leaf once in a while, and a seed or something once in a while.

The children of Moyu no longer die prematurely, and they have a share of the credit.

Its only shortcoming is that it is too clingy, as soon as Lin Bufan appears, it will wrap him into a rice dumpling with branches.

Lin Bufan said helplessly: "Xiaotuo, it's okay, I'm about to lose my temper."

"Oh! I'm sorry, master."

Wu Mantuo quickly let go of the branches, turned into a small tree, and flew onto the head of the Red Flame Beast, as if holding a Chinese cabbage.

Over the years, the contracted beasts have regarded the ancient battlefield as their entertainment venue.

The Red Flame Beast is the most naughty, and loves to play with the bones of the skeletons, making the skeletons spit fragrance from time to time.

"His grandma, come back and return my feet. After I find the lid of the Shenmai irrigation, I will definitely peel off your skin."

Before the cover is found, the skeletons on the battlefield cannot stand up and walk around. The only thing that can move is their hands.

Fortunately, they can talk.

Lao Hei often chatted with them, and if he didn't come in for a few days, they would keep asking, "Where's Dandan Shenmao? Where did it go?"

At this moment, the skeletons started clamoring excitedly, and the bones and claws kept shaking, making a fine rustling sound.

The skull's mouth opened and closed.

"Xiao Fan, hurry up and grab the lid, please."

"Xiaofan, when I recover my divine power, I will definitely repay you. Go! Don't be snatched away by others,"

"I'll do my best!" Lin Bufan said.

According to Guan Can, it is a top-grade artifact refined by a master from the God Realm.

In a battle between gods and evil spirits, Da Dao and his army of gods were wiped out.

At the last moment of his life, the boss sacrificed the divine veins to envelop the entire battlefield.

However, in the process of breaking through the void, an accident happened.

The turbulence of time and space knocked the cover away, and all the soldiers on the ancient battlefield turned into skeletons, lying in the mud.

Fortunately, those evil spirits also lost most of their strength because of this, so those who entered the ancient battlefield can deal with them as long as they have artifacts in their hands.

Can can clearly feel that its former owner has long since fallen, but he has not forgotten the mission entrusted to him by the owner, to find the lid, and return to the God Realm with the Divine Soldier.

Over the years, Lin Bufan went on a rampage, killed gods when he met gods, and killed Buddhas when he met Buddhas, thanks to the thick golden finger of the pot.

But listen to it, find the lid, that's when they parted.

Although Lin Bufan was very reluctant, he didn't have any bad thoughts.

Since Can Can has given him so much help, he should also help him fulfill his wish.

……

The extreme south of the cultivation world, the modern desert.

The scorching high temperature can almost instantly make people collapse.

The violent ground turbulence caused the endless yellow sand to soar wildly, almost spreading into the void.

But in such a harsh environment, there are countless people, demons, and demons flocking to it.

The visibility is too low, coupled with the temperature is too high, the people and demons appearing here are unprecedentedly friendly.

There is no enthusiasm for fighting at all, just staring at the direction of violent turmoil.

At this moment, Feng Xiyue was sitting leisurely on the hidden flying boat, and sitting opposite was an old man with white beard in cassock.

There is a chessboard in the middle, and you are moving chess pieces back and forth.

It was hot outside, but inside the flying boat was extremely comfortable.

"Will Xiaofan come?" Master Tong Yuan looked around absent-mindedly while playing chess.

Obviously, the mind is not on playing chess.

"You have something to do with him?"

Feng Xiyue squinted at him, although Xiaofan of his family has become a favorite, but you, a monk, why come to join in the fun?
Not long ago, Lin Bufan announced his marriage to the Demon Lord to the entire world.

Originally thought that as soon as this news came out, it would definitely be reviled by countless cultivators.

Unexpectedly, many orthodox sects came forward to express their views. Even if Lin Bufan's wedding was held in the Demon Realm, they would still attend.

There were even major sects that sent gifts in advance, and they were not allowed to enter Yicheng, so they piled up at the gate, thicker than the city wall.

Their purpose is only one, hope that Lin Bufan will not forget the enmity of the past, and reunite with the cultivation of the true way.

"According to my observation, Xiaofan has a chaotic physique that is rare in ten thousand years. If he changes to Buddhism, he will surely achieve great success."

Master Tong Yuan dropped a son, and stroked his beard again.

"Hehe! Change to Buddhism!" Feng Xiyue couldn't help but twitched her lips, "Do you think he will go back to become a monk with you?"

"Isn't it okay to be a monk? He has the qualifications." Master Tong Yuan said seriously.

"Do you think being a monk is the most promising career? It's about qualifications."

"Of course, I think monk is the most promising profession."

"Tch, that's what you think."

"Brother! I'm coming!"

Lin Bufan's clear voice made both of them shut up. When they turned around, they saw a handsome man in red had appeared on the flying boat.

When the old monk got excited, he threw away the chess pieces and stood up, as if seeing a little lover he hadn't seen for many years.

The tone was not at all the official words that he usually used.

"Xiaofan, long time no see."

"I said, old man, do we know each other well?" Lin Bufan was puzzled.