Chapter 770
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Yes, yes!
Since they had already been robbed, everyone nodded their heads vigorously. They did not believe that Zhen Xiaoxiao would take someone's life just because of a provocation!
Just as the yellow-haired man's eyes were in a mess, Zhen Xiaoxiao moved like lightning and snatched the storage bag hanging on his waist!
Without a monthly allowance, he could only do it himself.
"Senior Brother Tan Feng, do you want elixirs?"
After breaking the seal on his storage bag, Zhen Xiaoxiao shook out dozens of bottles of nourishing elixirs.
Elixirs, elixirs!
I want elixirs!
I haven't tasted elixirs for a long time.
With Tan Feng as the leader, the thirteen people immediately pounced on the wounded in the corner like tigers and wolves.
The division of labor was clear. Zhen Xiaoxiao, Shen Tu Weiran, and the others were in charge of fighting, and they were in charge of cleaning up …
In the blink of an eye, the wounded in the corner were even poorer than those who were unlucky enough to be hit by Zhen Xiaoxiao's evil and smooth formation.
"We … we'll wait for Senior Brother Lu's next move!"
"Zhen Xiao Xiao, what you took from us today, we will take it back twice as much next time!"
"Prepare the coffins!"
"F * ck! Which bastard just reminded the real witch that there was no monthly allowance? Let's find him first and beat him up to vent our anger! You're simply touching my sore spot! "Complaints could be heard everywhere.
The remaining hundred people lost their contribution points and storage bags. With faces full of anger, they limped and quickly disappeared in front of Zhen Xiaoxiao's house.
This group of bandits was too terrifying!
"Challenge!"
Shen Tu Weiran, who had collected hundreds of thousands of contribution points, was in high spirits. Ignoring the many knife wounds on his body, he held his spear and desperately chased after the inner disciples of Lionheart Peak who had fled.
Wherever he shouted, the crowd dispersed even faster.
In the blink of an eye, the alley was gone.
Only broken bricks, fallen trees, and blood smeared all over the bricks were left, silently narrating the hardships of the past few days.
"When will they come again?"
Shen Tu Weiran returned with his spear, his face bleak. They had just parted, but he was already thinking about the running contribution points.
"I don't know. Just wait and see! He'll come back anyway! "
Zhen Xiaoxiao led everyone back to his own courtyard and instructed Shi Qiu to clean up the mess and make tea for the guests. The group of people chatted and laughed as they gathered around the table and began to discuss the loot.
Tan Feng poured bottle after bottle of elixirs onto the ground. His tears were about to burst out …
If one reached a bottleneck in their cultivation, they would be able to open their acupoints very quickly with the help of the Spirit Increasing Pill. Without these supplements, it would be too difficult for them to cultivate on their own.
Seeing that the thirteen Lionheart Peak brothers were so hungry for pills, everyone gave them a little more.
After all, Shentu Weiran and the others weren't coerced by Lu Yunshan, so their monthly allowance wouldn't be deducted after they returned to their own peaks. Not to mention Shentu Weiran and Yang Yan were both Inheritance Disciples of their respective peaks.
"Why aren't they here yet …"
Hugging what he had obtained, Tan Feng, like Shentu Weiran, was eagerly anticipating the running Great Dan cultivators to gather outside Zhen Xiao's small courtyard.
It was a pity that the morning was about to pass, but it was still quiet outside the door.
It's over!
Kimberley shrank at the back of the crowd and bit his finger.
At this time, he wasn't afraid of a chaotic battle, but he was afraid of a sudden silence.
It seemed that nothing had happened, but it meant that something terrible was about to happen.
How should he choose? Should he continue to feign civility with this group of idiots, or should he sneak out and surrender to Lu Yunshan while his head was still on his neck?
Damn you, Zhen Xiaoxiao!
It's you, it's you, it must be you, it must be you who destroyed my wooden building!
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