Chapter 38

"Limber!"

Regardless of the tingling pain in her body, An Le hurried to Lin Shanbai's side.

"Cough, I'm fine."

Lin Shanbai coughed twice, his face turned pale, but his eyes were still bright.

He half sat up and took out a wooden plank from his chest.

There was a palm print imprinted on the wooden board, and it cracked when touched lightly.

An Le was worried, and carefully checked the status of the old Orion.

It was found that apart from being a little weak, he was not injured, and there was no danger of his life.

An Le breathed a sigh of relief.

Tiredness, pain and fear, only then did they emerge belatedly.

However, the deduced brain is significantly more tolerant.

An Le's body shook twice, but she didn't faint like last time.

He simply sat down beside Lin Shanbai, emptied his mind, and panted heavily.

The battle seemed long, but in fact it didn't even take five minutes to add up.

An Le devoted almost all of her mind and energy, wasting all her strength and spiritual power, and most of her muscles were strained or even torn.

Although he escaped most of Wan Yinhua's whips with the help of [Beast Instinct] and deduced memory, he was still hit by two whips on his back, waist and abdomen, and the strong wind carried by the spiritual whip caused his skin to be injured in many places. Damaged and internally injured.

The hunting knife that has been with Anle for a long time has many cracks on the blade, and it is basically scrapped, completing its mission.

But in the end, he won!

If it wasn't for the sudden pain in his brain, An Le would have laughed twice, venting his recent depression and anger.

Wait until the pain in the head subsides.

An Le recalled Lin Shanbai's action just now, it seemed that there was some spiritual power implied?
He asked directly, "Uncle Lin, why did you follow?"

"If I don't come, won't you die?"

Lin Shanbai smiled, and said frankly: "At any rate, I was also a practitioner in the past, and I still have the power to strike."

"However, from now on, I am a mortal through and through."

His expression was a little gloomy, and he seemed a little relieved.

"Lin Bo..."

An Le was about to speak, but Lin Shanbai turned to look at him.

"Actually, there's something I've kept from you for a long time, and I really can't vomit it today."

"I was ignorant when I was young, and I practiced a magic skill in pursuit of strength. Since then, I have been haunted by evil thoughts. It seems that there are two me in my mind."

Lin Shan paused for a moment, a touch of sadness flashed in his one-eyed eyes, and continued.

"I personally killed my wife and was expelled from the sect. I came to this village by chance and stayed here."

"Then, the monster came."

"I was severely injured by a monster, and I couldn't survive even one out of ten. I was marked and couldn't leave the village."

"And then, I met you."

"Seeing your amazing talent, I feel jealous, and the evil thoughts once occupied my mind."

Hearing this, An Le's complexion changed slightly, and he finally understood.

The Moxiu in the deduction is none other than Lin Shanbai.

The reason Moxiu only appeared once was not because Bai Shanghai was killed, but because Lin Bo changed his mind.

"At that time, I thought about using your flesh and blood to practice kung fu and steal your spiritual power and talent."

"Teaching you the sword technique and spirit tempering skills is all to pave the way for this."

Lin Shanbai took a deep look at An Le.

"If you have any complaints, you can kill me with one knife."

Anle shook her head lightly.

Since ancient times, it has been discussed regardless of the heart.

Not to mention Lin Shanbai's many life-saving graces, in reality, didn't he finally suppress the evil thoughts in his heart and didn't shoot himself?
Gathering up these thoughts, An Leqiang stood up and searched for the booty on the corpse.

"Go, Lin Bo, let's go home."

Near the small courtyard, the light of torches and low-pitched conversations could be faintly heard.

Apparently, the movement of the previous battle had awakened the sleeping villagers, and they were rushing here.

It was only because of the despicable power of Tang Lan and others that they didn't dare to get too close.

The village head of Chenjia Village was the first to break into the courtyard.

He bumped into An Le and the two who were supporting each other head-on, his eyes widened in surprise.

"You, you?"

Looking at the fierce aura remaining on An Le's body and the blood stains on his clothes, the village chief could easily guess what they had done.

For a moment, he was so shocked that he couldn't even speak, and watched the two people walk out of the courtyard door.

After seeing the scene in the small courtyard clearly, the village head was stunned for a long while.

He couldn't help crying: "Good death, good death!"

******
Back to my small courtyard.

An Le's tense nerves were slightly relieved, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

However, he did not completely relax.

Because the crisis is not over yet.

Killing this group of immortal cultivators who treat ordinary people like pigs and dogs may also put Chenjiacun into a more dangerous situation.

No one knows how the monster will react.

Moreover, An Le would not trade the lives of other people in the village for a temporary life.

If he did that, how would he be different from these immortal cultivators?

At least, the current peace of mind is not hard enough to do such a thing.

"By the way, I should have spared the lives of the immortal cultivators and given them to the monsters."

Thinking of this, An Le felt a little regretful.

How could he expect so much during the battle, he only cared about killing Tang Lan and the others quickly.

However, in that case, he had no room to hold back.

Who knows if Wan Yinhua has any hidden cards.

To be on the safe side, it's better to make up all kills.

An Le sighed.

"I don't know that the sect support they are talking about will arrive in a few days."

It's really uncomfortable to feel that this kind of life is controlled by monsters.

An Le was already very tired and just wanted to lie in bed and sleep all day.

But when he thought of the monsters outside the village, he pulled himself together and rummaged through the storage bags of the three of Wan Yinhua.

See if there is any elixir or elixir that can quickly heal the injury.

Before dawn, he must recover his strength as much as possible.

Fortunately, he was lucky this time.

In other words, Wan Yinhua's heritage is indeed too rich.

It is better than Bai Shanghai.

She didn't even have silver taels or copper coins in her storage bag, only gold and spirit stones.

Put aside these vulgar things.

There are a total of five instruments in it.

A dozen or so small jade bottles were filled with medicinal pills that were suspected of recovering qi and healing, and there were ten pills in one bottle.

There is also a very special treasure pill that An Le can't recognize its efficacy. It is stored in a beautiful jade box, and it is quite extraordinary at first glance.

He was dazzled by the miscellaneous elixirs and treasures.

An Le didn't recognize many things at all, and could only judge by intuition.

The assets in Bai Shanghai, Tang Lan and Zhang Ren's storage bags combined cannot compare with Wan Yinhua alone.

"Before she died, she seemed to say... that she is the illegitimate daughter of the suzerain?"

"Sure enough, rich."

An Le was slightly speechless.

"There are so many good things, but now, they are all mine!"

As for the revenge of the Ziyun sect master, he didn't think too much about it, and quickly put it behind him.

Enmity has been forged, what else can I do?

The important thing is to get through the current crisis first.

An Le called Lin Bo and asked him to help identify these inheritances.

The jade bottle contained Huiqi Pill, Fusultan Pill and Bigu Pill, which respectively served to replenish spiritual power, heal injuries, and fill the stomach.

Hearing this, An Le no longer hesitated, and swallowed them one by one.

The elixir entered the abdomen, as if there was a continuous stream of heat emerging from the abdomen, which turned into warm spiritual power and spread to the limbs and bones.

Nourishing his damaged body.

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