bookcurios Chapter 164 You deserve to die
Chapter 164 You deserve to die
Although Wuxin is not from Cangqiong Mountain, he does not want Sang Yunqi to bear a bad reputation.
Xu Zhuo laughed and cursed the old fox in his heart, accepted the favor, and spoke to everyone.
"Cang Qiong has already found out that Gong Bowen had been colluding with the black-robed man. The detailed evidence is here. You can check it out at will."
As he spoke, he took out a jade slip and threw it into the arms of a sect leader.
Then, regardless of what they were thinking, he continued.
"Everyone, please be patient and wait for a while. When the ancestor comes back, we will discuss what to do next."
After saying that, he signaled to Chen Xiu and others who were hurrying over behind him to carry Gong Bowen's body away. A disciple quickly cleaned up the blood and served tea to everyone.
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In the secret realm, Chu Xinglan looked at the dozens of people who came from nowhere in the distance and were approaching him rapidly, and he felt a little overwhelmed.
The sword in his hand had already been put away, and his fist was stained with blood, so his original skin color could no longer be seen.
There were wounds everywhere on his arms, shoulders, waist, and calves, and blood was slowly flowing out.
The imposing platinum-colored fire dragon had become much weaker, with broken dragon scales all over its body, and its big head resting tiredly on his shoulders.
Behind him was the lucky doll that had hurried over earlier, its cute face covered in bloodstains and its eyes filled with murderous intent.
The string of Buddhist beads, which were of high quality, had broken into pieces and were scattered around him, having lost their original luster.
There were corpses everywhere under the feet of the two men. The ground within a radius of three kilometers had been completely dyed red, emitting a nauseating fishy smell.
Not far behind the two, Yan Xin and his group had already fainted. Their faces were pale, and only the slightly rising and falling of their chests proved that they were still alive. However, they were so fragile that they could lose their breath at any time.
The huge crocodile lay dying beside Yan Xin, its skin with amazing defensive power covered with scars of various sizes. Its spiritual power could no longer support its huge size, and it had shrunk by more than half, making it look quite cute.
Anyone who saw this scene knew that they were already at the end of their strength, and perhaps the next time the demons attacked, they would die.
Chu Xinglan looked up at the light shield in the sky that was halfway closed and stopped moving, and smiled bitterly.
Thinking about the faint screams I heard from afar during the previous battle, I knew what happened without having to see it with my own eyes.
He finally understood that the light shield was not meant to trap them in the formation, but to attract more disciples to come. The light shield was their death warrant.
Think about the strange phenomena that suddenly appear in the secret realm, and everyone’s first thought is that it is an opportunity or a fortuitous encounter.
The continuously closing light shield was a countdown, leaving the disciples no time to think about whether this was reasonable. They were all eager to rush in before the light shield closed, for fear of missing the opportunity.
After coming in, when they discovered that there was something wrong with the formation and wanted to escape, the disciples whose spiritual power was continuously being drained could not escape at all.
The only thing he was thankful for now was that he had sent a message to Song Ling and the others in advance, so that they would not accidentally break in and cause more casualties.
Chu Xinglan raised his sleeves, wiped the traces on his face that were not sure whether they were sweat or blood, and spoke to the lucky doll behind him.
"Are you okay? Are you stupid? You knew there was something wrong here, but you still dared to go in. Don't you value your own life?"
The lucky doll chuckled and was about to say something, but his wound was affected and he started coughing violently.
It is undeniable that he is indeed a genius. At the age of Dancing Elephant, his cultivation has reached the great perfection of foundation building, and his combat power is comparable to that of the Golden Core Stage. He is an existence that even Chu Xinglan cannot get rid of at his speed.
Although there is a gap in combat power between him and Chu Xinglan, he is definitely second among these hundreds of disciples from various schools.
But in front of so many Jindan-stage demons, it is still not enough.
In the previous battle, he knew that he couldn't fight against many people at the same time as Chu Xinglan, so he stood behind Chu Xinglan and did only one thing, which was to ensure that Chu Xinglan had no worries.
At this moment, even though Chu Xinglan had countless wounds of varying sizes on his body, there was not a single wound on his back, and not even his clothes were torn.
After barely suppressing his cough and calming his breathing, he said with a smile.
"I know that with your strength, this formation can't trap you. If you want to leave, these people can't hurt you."
"Chu Xinglan, you can't bear to see others die in front of you. You can't ignore the lives of others and only care about yourself, so you deserve to be injured like this and even die here in a while."
"I told you a long time ago, you can't save everyone's lives."
Chu Xinglan pursed his lips, "Then what are you doing here? Why are you standing behind me? We don't even have a life-or-death relationship."
The lucky doll laughed out loud, its body shaking all over, and it couldn't stop laughing.
After laughing for a long time, he cursed: "How should I know what I am doing? I regret it so much now."
"You are a demon, a typical person with strong limbs and a simple mind. Do you think I can't see that you are on guard against me? Maybe you secretly curse me in your heart every day."
"I really don't understand what you are thinking. Why do you think I want to hurt you?"
Chu Xinglan originally thought that he had concealed it very well, at least it shouldn't have been seen through by this young child. But now he was pointed at and his little thoughts were exposed. He felt embarrassed and ashamed for a moment, and the lucky doll even dared to call him brainless.
But thinking about how the lucky doll had been guarding his back tightly, he was now more seriously injured than himself.
To put it bluntly but realistically, given the current state of the two, even though Fuwawa said he deserved to die, Fuwawa would definitely die before him.
Chu Xinglan's chaotic emotions disappeared in an instant, and he said sincerely.
"sorry."
Fuwawa waved his hands, obviously not caring: "Chu Xinglan, it's been so long, why hasn't your master come yet?"
"Look, when it really comes to a life-and-death situation, I'm still more reliable, right?"
While the two were talking, the dozens of people had already approached, keeping a suitable distance between each other, and slowly surrounded the two of them, with the strong demonic aura on their bodies not concealed at all.
When those pairs of dark eyes fell on Chu Xinglan and the other two, they did not conceal their greed and bloodthirstiness.
Fuwawa stuffed the few remaining pills into his mouth, took out a sharp Tang sword and held it in his palm.
"Chu Xinglan, you are not allowed to die. I saved your life. I will not allow you to die."