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Chapter 239 You guys can have fun by yourselves

Chujiu: "Does it have to be painted on everyone?"

She was afraid that she didn’t have enough spiritual energy and blood.

"No, if you only transfer four people, you only need to draw two talismans. You yourself can be used as a talisman, and the people who are in contact with your body during the transfer do not need to draw talismans." Piaomiao explained patiently.

Chujiu sorted it out and understood.

Afterwards, she made up her mind and cut the tip of her index finger with the spiritual blade. According to the talisman pattern given by Piaomiao, she pulled Chu Furong's hand and drew the talisman on the back of her hand.

Gao Yashan looked at her in confusion: "What are you doing?"

"It's useful. You'll know later." She concentrated on painting.

I want to finish the painting quickly so I can help Mo Xinglan.

After quickly finishing the painting on Chu Furong's hand, she looked at Gao Yashan and said, "Brother Yashan, lend me your hand too."

Gao Yashan hesitated and stretched out his hand in front of her.

Chujiu drew a talisman on the back of his hand.

At this moment, Mo Xinglan on the other side was already at a disadvantage.

A Xuanli sword blocked the attacks of the two old men. When the stalemate lasted for a while, the other old man took advantage of the situation and hit him on the wound in his chest and abdomen that went through his entire body.

The moment after Mo Xinglan was hit by a palm strike, the spiritual energy and demonic energy in his body swept towards the three old men.

Both sides were thrown backwards in two directions.

"boom!"

Mo Xinglan's back hit a tree not far behind him, and blood gushed out. The clothes on his chest and abdomen were gradually stained red by the blood flowing out of the wound.

The moment he fell to the ground, he quickly inserted the Xuan Li sword into the ground to stabilize his falling body, but he still half-knelt on the ground, subconsciously covering the wound with his other hand.

The three old men were also injured, but seeing that Mo Xinglan was doomed, they planned to take the opportunity to kill him.

One of them still had strength left and swung out a streak of light that hit Mo Xinglan's vital point.

"Ow!"

A silver translucent dragon appeared along with a dragon roar.

Chujiu quickly flashed to Mo Xinglan's side, trembling as she gently supported him: "Xingxing."

Holding his left arm, he used his other hand to support his back.

He asked softly, "Shall I help you stand up?"

He said nothing, but slowly stood up with the support of Chujiu, holding the hilt of the sword.

The three old men stood up with the help of the palace master.

Old Lu pointed at Chujiu angrily and said, "How can you, a girl, associate with the devil? You were born into a noble family. Now you are helping the devil like this. Do you know that it will bring shame to your Chu family?"

She fed Mo Xinglan a few pills and looked at Mr. Lu coldly: "Whether I am embarrassed or not is my business. Do you want meddling in my business?"

"You..." Mr. Lu was so angry that his hands were shaking.

But he was interrupted by Chujiu before he could finish a word. She said sarcastically: "How noble do you think you are? You sneak attack, take advantage of others, disrespect the elderly, bully the weak, and bully the few with the many. You are so noble, you are all righteous monks."

After a pause, she sneered, "Haha, your shamelessness grows with age, and it's getting thicker and thicker. My knowledge has increased again. I think you don't have to use your hands when fighting with others in the future. You can kill people by just shaking your face. You are so powerful. You are the only ones who can use shamelessness so appropriately. Do you want me to give you an Oscar? Seeing that you are old, you can show off to the ghosts in the underworld after you die."

Her mouth kept firing like a machine gun, making the old men so angry that their bodies trembled and they pointed at her, unable to speak.

Chujiu put on a proud look, stared at them and added: "I know you are grateful to me. I have always respected the elderly and loved the young. You don't have to be so excited. Just keep your words of gratitude in your heart..."

"You... poof!"

Before she could finish her words, Mr. Lu spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground.

The mansion master beside him hurried to help him, but he couldn't catch up.

"Oh my, why are you vomiting blood? Don't be so excited. You are an old man with half your body buried in the ground. You must remember not to be impatient, otherwise you may die accidentally without a breath, and it will be bad if you don't have your children to collect the body." She covered her mouth in surprise and reminded in a gentle voice.

Lian Man Lao was so angry that he couldn't bear it anymore. He pointed at her and cursed: "What a sharp-tongued girl, you... "

Seeing that he was almost speechless, Chujiu smiled and said, "Thank you for the compliment."

The two old men had already suffered internal injuries, and after being angered by her, they vomited blood one by one.

Mo Xinglan, who was standing by, took advantage of the gap to stuff a blood-red pill into his mouth and was shocked when he saw the scene.

It was rare that a bunch of words could make someone so angry that they vomited blood. He also learned something new. Suddenly he felt a little relieved.

The palace lord sighed helplessly, they were indeed in the wrong today.

Afraid that Chujiu would say something shocking again, he hurriedly tried to smooth things over: "It was we who were reckless today. I apologize to you."

Elder Lan was the least injured among the three. He looked at the Palace Master with dissatisfaction: "Palace Master, you can't help them. If you had taken action just now, the monster would have been..."

"Okay." The palace lord interrupted.

Chujiu was actually afraid that the mansion master would take action, and thought that the people who should be angry were angry, and it was time to leave.

He snorted coldly: "Go and have fun by yourselves."

After saying that, she leaned close to Mo Xinglan, holding the back of his hand that was covering the wound with her right hand, and wrapped her left hand around his waist from behind. She used the spiritual energy around her body to wrap herself and him. At the same time, Gao Yashan and Chu Furong were also wrapped in the spiritual energy.

Seeing that things were not going well, Lan Lao shouted, "They are trying to escape! Don't let them go!"

It was too late when I wanted to step forward to stop it.

I only vaguely saw Chujiu giving me a middle finger, and then the four of them disappeared on the spot.

Inn.

The sudden appearance of the four people startled the old shopkeeper, and he was surprised again when he saw their condition.

He quickly stepped forward and asked, "What's going on?"

Gao Yashan hugged Chu Furong and said anxiously: "We'll talk about this later. Grandpa, can you help me take care of Furong? Her soul is damaged."

The old shopkeeper was stunned after hearing this, and walked upstairs with a serious face: "Bring her with me."

Gao Yashan followed, leaving Chujiu and Mo Xinglan downstairs.

"I'll help you back to the house." Chujiu looked at him and said softly.

He nodded and let her help him upstairs.

Half an hour later, his injuries were finally healed.

She was puzzled and uncertain: "Are you really okay?"

She saw the blow, which was not light at all, and it hit the tree again. But when she treated his wound just now, there was no bleeding, and his complexion looked much better, but she still felt something was wrong.

But he avoided the question: "Aren't you going to see Chu Furong?"

She stared at him in silence for a moment, then stood up and said, "I'll go see her."

She knew it was useless to go, but she was still worried. Since he was fine for the time being, it was time for him to go see her.

As soon as he stood up, Mo Xinglan pulled his sleeve and said, "I'm going too."

He shouldn't have wasted his time on Chu Furong, but he knew that he was worried about her, and besides, she would come to him sooner or later.