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Chapter 138: Kill them all?



Chapter 138: Kill them all?

After the previous disciple distributed the pills, there were still a lot left in the bottle. He held them up and came to Chu Xinglan, handing them to him respectfully with both hands.

"Little Ancestor, here are the remaining pills. I give them to you."

He was seen squatting in front of a disciple who had already fainted. I don't know what he was thinking, but he added another sentence.

"Do you want me to give him medicine?"

The embarrassment in Chu Xinglan's eyes flashed away, and just when he was about to ask him if he knew how to heal the wound in this situation, Fuwawa came towards him.

He first took the jade bottle from the disciple, poured out the elixir, put it under his nose and sniffed it, then seemed very satisfied and put it away.

The disciple discovered that he was not a disciple of Cangqiong Mountain, and immediately became alert and drew his sword.

"who are you?"

Chu Xinglan stood up and pressed his hand back: "It's okay, this is my friend, you go and meditate, I'll take care of this."

Upon seeing this, the man looked at the lucky doll doubtfully, and when he saw that he really had no intention of taking action, he put down his sword and walked away, looking back every few steps.

Of course, he was not very far away from Chu Xinglan, as if he would be able to come quickly if he found anything wrong.

The lucky doll blinked innocently at Chu Xinglan, then glanced at the unconscious disciple at its feet.

"Were you worried about how to treat their injuries?"

"Let me help you. I'll take those pills as payment. How about that?"

Chu Xinglan stared at his clear eyes for a long time, then took a step forward and made way.

Fuwawa knew that this meant he had agreed, so he squatted down beside the disciple, helped him up, and stuffed two pills into his mouth.

Then he took the patient's pulse again, checked the injury, took out a pack of silver needles, found the acupuncture points, and inserted the needles precisely.

Chu Xinglan didn’t know any medicine, but when he saw that the disciple’s complexion had improved a lot, he felt relieved.

Turning around to look at the other disciples who were still lying on the ground pretending to be corpses, he felt a headache.

He walked towards those people, took a quick glance, and saw that their injuries were more serious, but not life-threatening.

A few guys were obviously still awake, but I don’t know if they were afraid of being beaten. Even with their eyes closed, their eyelids were shaking uncontrollably, and their hands were tightly grasping their jade cards.

Chu Xinglan was amused. He walked over and squatted beside him. He could hear his breathing becoming uncontrollably rapid.

He first picked up the sword that fell aside and looked at it. The quality was acceptable, but he didn't think highly of it, so he put it aside.

He then curiously cast his gaze on the disciple's hand holding the jade token, where the veins were clearly visible. He curled the corners of his mouth imperceptibly and spoke in a deliberately distressed tone.

"How can we handle so many people here? It will definitely be troublesome if they wake up."

"And there are so many spiritual tools. Even though I can't use them, I should be able to sell them for a lot of spiritual stones if I take them back."

"But these people will definitely not be happy when they wake up. What should I do if they all come after me?"

"Otherwise..." Chu Xinglan paused when he heard that the man was holding his breath nervously, and leaned close to his ear, "Kill them all?"

The disciple had been awake the whole time, but he had no strength left. When Chu Xinglan arrived just now, he naturally heard his name.

He also saw him knock those people down easily, so fast that he didn't know how Chu Xinglan did it.

Subconsciously, he chose to pretend to faint, wanting to wait for them to leave before getting up and running, but he never expected that Chu Xinglan would actually come up with the idea of ​​killing him to silence him.

He couldn't pretend any longer, so he yelled, turned over, and tried to run away.

Chu Xinglan had been paying attention to him the whole time. Seeing this, he slowly stretched out a leg. The disciple didn't even bother to look at the road. He tripped after running a few steps and fell to the ground, dizzy.

But Chu Xinglan was right behind him, so he didn't dare to stay. He used his hands and feet to climb up, and then he saw Chu Xinglan squatting in front of him, tilting his head and looking at him with a smile on his face.

When she saw him looking at her, she stretched out her hand and greeted him.

"Hello, why are you running so fast? Are you afraid that I will kill you?"

These words coupled with his blood-red pupils and the faint smile on the corners of his mouth frightened the disciple so much that he fell to the ground and backed away using his hands and feet. His clothes were instantly soaked with cold sweat.

"you you you……"

He stammered and tried to say something, but the huge fear made his mind blank. He could only repeat the word "you" over and over again and couldn't even utter a word to beg for mercy.

Chu Xinglan stretched out a white jade-like hand and looked at the jade token hanging on his waist curiously: "Can you show me your jade token?"

The disciple was already somewhat dazed, and looked at him blankly when he heard this: "What jade token?"

Seeing Chu Xinglan pointing at his waist, the disciple lowered his head and saw it. In an instant, he felt like he had grabbed a life-saving straw. He held the jade token tightly and looked at Chu Xinglan.

"I...I'll give you the jade token, please don't kill me."

"I am the direct disciple of the Tianyan Sect's great elder. If you kill me, my master will never let you go."

"Yes, my master will not let you go."

Chu Xinglan raised his eyebrows, thinking that this person might not know that there were surveillance cameras here. His eyes rolled and the smile on his face disappeared.

He sneered at the disciple and said, "This is a secret place. How could your master know who killed you?"

"Are you your fellow disciples? Or are these guys who don't even know who you are?"

"Are they my fellow disciples from Cangqiong Mountain? Ask them if they will help you file a complaint?"

The disciple subconsciously turned around and saw Song Ling playing with a sword in his hand, looking at him with amusement, which scared him so much that he turned back instantly.

Song Ling put down the sword in his hand and looked at Chu Xinglan who was having fun in silence. He really didn't understand what kind of bad taste this was.

He had just finished refining the elixir and was about to practice his martial arts when he heard Brother Chu sending him a message, asking him to cooperate with him in scare people, otherwise he would beat him up.

However, seeing that disciple trembling like a mouse seeing a cat, he also became interested. He put his cultivation aside and stood up and walked over.

He snatched the disciple's jade token and looked at it in his hand.

The number 19 was written on the front of the jade token, and the name of the disciple was written on the back.

However, after the jade token fell into Song Ling's hands, the name on the back quickly disappeared. It seemed that this was a conclusion that Song Ling had successfully snatched the jade token.

Song Ling was curious, but didn't show any sign on his face. He just let out a disgusted sound.

"What a waste, with so few points."

"Brother Chu, stop talking nonsense with him and kill him quickly. There are so many people here. Don't let them run away when they wake up."


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