Chapter 2227: Medicine Shocks the World (12)
Chapter 2227: Chapter 2227: Medicine Shocks the World (12)
Does Chuzheng not know if there’s a Good Person Card?
Before, he made those two people end up like that.
"Take it out."
"..."
Jing Po fumbled around for a while, finally pulling out several porcelain bottles and handing them all to Chuzheng.
Chuzheng: "..."
Look! She has more than one kind of poison.
And they’re big bottles!
Chuzheng raised her hand and touched Jing Po’s head, then left with those poisons.
Jing Po took a long time to raise his hand and touched the place Chuzheng had touched; his cheeks inexplicably turned red.
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Jing Po’s poison worked well, dealing with the Demonic Beasts was no problem.
Chuzheng settled that group of Demonic Beasts, returned to the edge of the coffin, and raised her hand to touch his head: "Pretty impressive."
Jing Po pressed his lips together, slightly lowered his head, and the blush on his cheeks spread to his ears.
"You... don’t you think... those..." Jing Po couldn’t find the right words, unsure of how to express himself.
Chuzheng stroked his hair down: "Take your time."
Jing Po carefully glanced at her, took a slight breath, and tried to make his words coherent.
"Are those... poisons very cruel?"
"As long as it’s useful, why worry about so much?" Chuzheng’s fingers played lightly through his hair.
"But..."
Jing Po hung his head, his hands overlapped, fiercely pinching his palm.
His voice was barely audible, slightly aggrieved: "But... my master said... I’m not fit to practice medicine and save people."
"He’s talking nonsense." Who’s the damn person saying bad stuff about my Good Person Card!
The young boy hurriedly looked up, but in the next second, he lowered his gaze again: "But... my master used to be very good to me."
"Hmm, I’ll also treat you well from now on." Chuzheng rubbed his head.
The young boy seemed confused, and his slightly white pressed lips slightly spread apart, revealing a hint of bewilderment on his face.
Dazed and a little cute.
Chuzheng’s gaze lingered on his face momentarily, then she looked away: "Don’t overthink, you’re great."
Jing Po: "Am I... great?"
"Yes, you’re the best." Praise the Good Person Card more!
Jing Po seemed overwhelmed, suddenly putting his hood back on, hugging his knees sitting in the corner, head buried within his arms.
Chuzheng: "..."
What’s wrong again!
Chuzheng scratched her head, not understanding what was wrong with the Good Person Card.
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Chuzheng discovered among these Demonic Beasts, there wasn’t the Golden Cicada.
She didn’t know if it had been killed by the Demonic Beasts or was hiding below to heal.
Chuzheng looked around nearby, and in some undamaged houses, there were corpses.
Judging by the way they looked, it should be the Demonic Beasts’ doing.
But why did this group of Demonic Beasts appear here?
Could it be because of Yan Hongni?
Or is there another reason?
This place isn’t fit for a long stay, better leave quickly.
Taking Jing Po away from Golden Cicada Town, she didn’t expect quite a number of people ’ambushed’ outside the town.
As soon as Chuzheng went out, they surrounded her.
There were too many Demonic Beasts, surely this small number of people couldn’t win.
Retreat was the best option.
But they were eyeing that Golden Core, so they stayed outside without leaving.
"Demon Head! You actually aren’t dead yet!"
"Sorry to disappoint you." This apology held no trace of sincerity; it was more like mockery.
Chuzheng didn’t see Meng Weihan and Yan Hongni, not knowing if they had left.
"Demon Head, were those Demonic Beasts summoned by you?" Someone suddenly shouted loudly with a sudden realization.
Chuzheng felt innocent: "It wasn’t me, I didn’t do it, don’t just say things!"
Why blame everything on me!
You’re going too far!
After rambling a few words, the people opposite couldn’t wait any longer, cutting straight to the point: "Chen Yin, hand over the Golden Core!"
Chuzheng glanced over them: "Do you divide it equally?"
There’s only one Golden Core, but so many people on the other side. Are they going to lick it one by one?
"Why do you care whether we divide it equally or not, just hand it over quickly, or else don’t blame us for being rude!"
The thoughts of these people were unanimous at this point; grab the Golden Core first, then talk about other things.
Chuzheng pressed her wrist, sighing inwardly.
Alright then.
This was them not letting me be a nice person!
"Everyone, attack!" For the Golden Core, this group seemed to have forgotten the prior matters.
Man fights for wealth, birds for food.
Such were the rules of Jiuzhou Continent.
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Bang——
Crack——
The tree was snapped in two, leaves flying downward, a silver light passing through the leaves, shooting towards the man holding a giant hammer.
The man caught a glimpse of the light, dodging instinctively.
The light flew past him, paused in mid-air for a few seconds, then suddenly returned, dispersing into countless finer rays, wrapping around from all directions.
The man, shocked, swung the hammer down.
Yet, those things seemed to have a will of their own, easily dodging, and coming back at tricky angles.
An icy touch climbed up his ankle, causing him to look down.
But there was nothing around his ankle.
The icy bind spread to his waist, chest, neck...
"Ahhhh..." Under the suffocating feeling, he lost his composure, spinning around on the spot.
To the onlookers, it seemed as if he suddenly went mad while fighting.
The demon head has used some black magic!
This was everybody’s unanimous thought.
"Demon Head! Stop! Or I’ll kill him!"
Over by the coffin, someone had quietly moved over.
At the moment, he held a knife against Jing Po’s neck, fiercely threatening Chuzheng.
This person had been following her, assumed important to her, so now used as leverage seemed appropriate.
Jing Po’s hands clutched the coffin’s edge, seemingly stunned, not yet reacting, quite dazed.
Yet Chuzheng merely cast an indifferent glance, not stopping at all.
While pressing one person into the ground, she said, "Try touching him if you dare."
The girl’s voice was clear and icy, strangely penetrating.
"You!"
Having finished with another person, Chuzheng didn’t glance toward that side anymore, dealing with the nearest one.
"Damn!"
The person threatening Jing Po didn’t expect Chuzheng to react this way, cursing loudly.
This person, along with that Demon Head, probably isn’t good either.
So, he sneered coldly and said sinisterly, "Blame her!"
The man swung the knife down.
But he didn’t see the scene of blood splatter.
Instead, his own body leaned backward and fell down.
Powerless, his vision blurred, the entire world seemingly spinning.
What was happening?
A snow-white figure popped out a head from above the coffin.
The hooded face was seen clearly by him now.
The man’s pupils slightly widened, his throat struggled to make broken sounds: "You... it’s you..."
That face...
He absolutely wouldn’t forget.
Jing Po’s eyelashes trembled, stepping out of the coffin, crouching beside the man: "You know me?"
Fear crept into the man’s eyes: "Ultimate... Medical Building..."
Jing Po took out a red Elixir Pill, prying open the man’s mouth and feeding it to him.
The man had no room to resist, forced to swallow it down.
"What... what did you make me eat?"
"Ascension Pill." The boy’s voice was weak, as if he was the one being bullied: "It’s very precious."