A cultivator carried the bloody head of a disciple of Wuxie Palace, ran to Xing'an, and said loudly: "Fairy Jingxiao, please watch carefully. The head of a disciple of Wuxie Palace is here!"

Xing'an looked at Wang Jingzhu in embarrassment. He could see clearly that this man had killed someone, but he had killed the previous person who had carried his head.

Wang Jingzhu tried her best to maintain a calm smile, cupped her hands to the brave warrior, signaled Xing'an to give him the bounty, and said, "Thank you fellow Daoist for your chivalrous action!"

In her heart, Wang Jingzhu wanted to be fair, but even with the entire video as evidence, she couldn't be fair.

The winner is king and the strong is respected. This is the law of this world. Even if Jing Wen is here, he cannot violate this rule and offend the public.

All I can say is that everyone has a share.

Wang Jingzhu also knew that if the coin was given away, her problem would be over, but this chaos would not end there.

Xing'an counted a stack of refined coins and gave them to the brave warrior.

This person took the coin and immediately burst out at a speed like a meteor, hurtling towards the distance. Five small teams who were waiting in line to receive the participation prize suddenly gave up queuing and chased after the person.

Someone else picked up half of the corpse. The clothes on the corpse had the symbol of Wuxie Palace. "I will kill someone. I will give you 1 million coins."

The corner of Xing'an's mouth twitched, "Only half a body, no..." He was about to refuse. Wang Jingzhu interrupted Xing'an and said, "With the symbol of Wuxie Palace, he is indeed the person I want. However, he only has half a body. He only has half a body.

I can give you 500,000 refined coins. Do you have any objections, fellow Taoist?"

The man was overjoyed. He had picked it up casually and came here to try his luck. "No problem."

This man received the coin, but did not leave immediately. Instead, he waited for his friends to receive their participation prizes, and a group of ten people left together.

Obviously, this person is much smarter than the previous warrior.

Someone saw it, imitated the example, and wanted to find half of the body. However, with the corpses all over the ground, they could only find fragments of Wuxie Palace disciple uniforms. It is not easy to find complete ones with the disciple uniform logo.

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It's just not easy, but it's not impossible.

Soon, someone found an arm with the Wuxie Palace logo on the cuff. Wang Jingzhu recognized it and gave him 80,000 refined coins.

Money is nothing, credibility is the most important. These people must be stabilized and safety comes first.

Otherwise, she should be in trouble, even if she has the magic-breaking gun.

Some people also found feet, but unfortunately, there was no Wuxie Palace logo on the boots. Damn, Wuxie Palace didn't issue standard boots to its disciples.

Even so, Wang Jingzhu spent much less refining coins than she expected.

Wang Jingzhu originally thought that he would spend hundreds of millions of refining coins, but in the end he only spent 50 to 60 million.

During the fight, many participants died, and some Wuxie Palace disciples were beaten to pieces, and even a complete head could not be found.

In the end, only about 30 people claimed the first prize of 1 million.

Most of the others are participation awards and residual limb awards.

In order to make everyone convinced that Wang Jingzhu did not have any refined coins with him to avoid future troubles, after the coins in the box were distributed, Wang Jingzhu did not take out another box, but asked for safety. Huixin and others gathered together. In the end, everyone put the coins in

I took out the physical equipment and checked it, and took out some elixirs and utensils to count them all, and then I finally got all the rewards.

He helped and left with satisfaction.

The two Cloud-Treading Horses were both dead and had no choice but to fly back.

Wen Yu didn't die.

Wen Yu's survival was all due to the Wentian Sect disciple uniform he was wearing. The monks who came to help did not know that he was a traitor and did not specifically target him.

Wen Yu was also good at hiding, huddled aside, pretending that he and Wang Jingzhu were in the same group. When the disciples of Wuxie Palace were almost dead, Wen Yu wanted to find a chance to stay, but he was discovered by the disciples of Wentian Sect and captured.

, tied into rice dumplings.

At this time, Wen Yu looked miserable, with blood overflowing from the gaps in the rope.

The injuries all over his body were caused by the group beatings of Wentian Sect disciples.

For Wen Yu's crime, it would be better to kill him immediately so as not to embarrass the Wentian Sect. However, Wen Yu could not die yet and had to be taken back for interrogation.

How did he connect with Wuxie Palace?

What exactly is Wuxie Palace plotting?

Are there any comrades?

All need to be found out.

It is not a good idea to make a family scandal public, and it is not a good place to stay for a long time.

Xing'an knocked Wen Yu unconscious, tied him up, dragged him back, and interrogated him again.

The group of people were silent, supporting each other, carrying the slightly injured one and carrying the unconscious one, and flew all the way.

When they were approaching Zhuixing City, a group of people flew towards them, all wearing the uniforms of Wentian Sect disciples.

The first person is Fusheng.

"Miss Wang, Elder Xing'an, Elder Huixin, I heard that you were attacked?" A group of Wentian Sect disciples flew close and began to ask questions.

Xing'an frowned. "The leader of Fusheng? Why is it you? Are you blind? We were attacked, what's the use of your coming? Do you really want us to die?"

It turned out that Xing'an had sent a message for help to the sect before because Huixin had been facing difficulties in her promotion examination.

Xing'an thought that even if Master Jingwen's uncle didn't come in person, Dao Ting should come, but he didn't expect that Fusheng would lead the team.

A team of reinforcements will be born into a Nascent Soul stage, and the rest will be disciples at the Golden Core stage.

Xing'an was very disappointed and felt that the sect had abandoned them.

Fusheng was yelled at inexplicably, and his face turned red.

Wang Jingzhu had just seen Fusheng and was in a terrible mood. She quietly replaced it with a Xinghua spiritual device ring filled with spiritual power to prevent Fusheng from suddenly attacking and killing her.

Seeing Fusheng being yelled at, Wang Jingzhu was in a much better mood: Haha, I left the third spot in the heaven and wanted to bully me in the lower world, so I was yelled at by the little old man, right? Hahaha...

Wang Jingzhu looked at Xing'an again, and couldn't help but silently offer a stick of incense for Xing'an.

Little old man, you have killed a great god. When Fu Sheng recovers his memory and regains his cultivation, you will be miserable. Sorry——

Fusheng and others came to deliver medicinal materials to Huixin. Daoting prepared ten copies of all the medicinal materials that Wentian Sect could collect for Huixin. Those rare ones that could not be collected in ten copies were all sent.

"What the head master means is that if you, Elder Xing'an, can't solve it, then it's something that cannot be solved by force. It's useless for him to come in person." Fu Sheng said respectfully, "So, I only sent my disciples and others.

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It's an explanation, but it's a rainbow of flattery towards Xing'an.

Xing'an felt comfortable after being patted, and his bad mood relaxed a lot. He let out a soft snort in his nose, ignored Fusheng, and said loudly to the Wentian Sect disciples who had just arrived: "Go back to Zhuixing City."

Originally, a team of people were unconscious and injured, which was very miserable. If it weren't for Xing'an and Huixinqiang who deliberately acted relaxed and didn't show any injuries, plus the two banners of Wentian Zong and Xinghua Wang Clan.

, this remnant team has long been attacked.

Now that Fu Sheng and others are here, they carry all the injured disciples on their backs, and the team's flying speed suddenly becomes much faster.

As soon as the team entered Zhuixing City and their safety was guaranteed, Xing'an could no longer hold on.

If Fu Sheng hadn't seen the opportunity quickly and caught him in time, Xing An would have fallen to the ground.

Only then did Wang Jingzhu realize that Xing'an's roar of anger just now was done on purpose, to let onlookers see his energetic appearance.
Chapter completed!