"Tsk, tsk, you are such a beauty! Aren't you very loyal? Okay, I'll kill you when I'm done having fun, and let you reunite with your good-for-nothing master in the underworld!"
"No... don't! Let me go... Wu Ka Ka, Ka Ka..."
"Want to bite your tongue and commit suicide? Save your energy! You are a lowly servant with no cultivation. In front of me, an eight-star profound disciple, you are not even qualified to commit suicide. Hahahaha..."
"Stop it!"
Suddenly there was a loud shout, and a rickety old man limped to stop him: "As Master Chen Shen's butler, I order you to stop!"
"Hey, Butler Fushun, you have such great authority! Those who didn't know better would have thought you were the head of the clan!"
The strong man with the scar smiled jokingly, suddenly stretched out his right hand, grabbed the old man's neck, and lifted him up with a little force, as easily as an eagle catching a chicken.
"Ahem..."
Butler Fushun's wrinkled face soon turned purple-black due to lack of oxygen.
But he still stubbornly refused to beg for mercy. He picked up the broken wooden crutch in his hand and used all his strength to hit the big man's steel-like body.
However, without the slightest bit of profound energy cultivation, he could not even think of hurting the eight-star profound disciple in front of him, let alone a broken wooden stick, even if he held a sharp sword in his hand!
"What a loyal old dog! It seems that Chen Zangfeng is really disappointed with his grandson! Even if he is demoted from the imperial capital, he doesn't deserve a few more capable domestic slaves."
"Chen Shen is a loser. Even his housekeeper is a lame old dog that no one wants! Hahahaha..."
After saying that, the strong man with the scar swung his big arm and flew the old man away.
The lame old man rolled several times on the dirt floor and then fell to the ground. His thin body was trembling slightly because of the severe pain...
"Grandpa Fushun!" Miao Ling cried out sadly.
"Old dog, I'm sorry for letting you get in the way! I'm not in a hurry to kill you now. When I'm done, I'll go back and slowly execute you in Lingchi!"
After the scarred man finished cursing, he turned to Miao Ling and smiled ferociously: "You little bastard, you still have time to worry about others at this time? You'd better think more about yourself!"
At this time, the thin man who was carrying the coffin also came over with a lewd smile on his face: "Brother Scar, I didn't notice the tatters this girl was wearing before, but now that I take a closer look, she is really a little beauty.
!You want me to have a taste of it, brother?"
"Okay, okay, but you have to line up behind me and pay a ten gold coin refreshment fee afterwards." The strong man with the scar said arrogantly.
"Ah? You still have to pay for this?" The thin man had a grimace on his face.
"Nonsense! Just go to a fucking brothel and you have to spend three or five gold, right? The beauty of this girl is even better than the girls in the big flower house in the imperial capital! Ten gold, no two prices!"
"You damn Scar, aren't you just relying on your own cultivation to be one star better than me? Just wait, sooner or later I will find my place again!"
The thin man cursed secretly, but he had to smile along with him: "Brother Scar, it's a little cheaper. With our friendship for so many years..."
…
While the two were bargaining, Chen Shen in the coffin had already clearly heard what was going on outside.
He was feeling happy and angry at the same time!
Fortunately, in this world, there is still this old man and young man who sincerely cares about him and cares about him, and is willing to protect him with his life - even if there is only a cold corpse lying in the coffin!
What makes me angry is that the thugs sent by the two clan brothers actually wanted to torture Miao Ling and even injured the old housekeeper Fushun!
Chen Shen has just been reborn in another world, and the two people who care about him the most are actually being bullied by this arrogant and domineering guy. Which one is intolerable?
But the System Spirit has made it clear just now that the host Chen Shen currently only has the cultivation level of a three-star Xuan disciple.
But judging from the conversation between the two evil slaves, one of them is a Seven-Star Mysterious Disciple, and the other has reached the realm of Eight-Star Mysterious Disciple!
One against two, the opponent was several levels higher than his own. Chen Shen asked himself that he had no chance of winning!
"System Spirit, come out quickly! Give me power, I want to break the coffin, I want to save people!"
The young man was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and he kept shouting in his heart!
"Ding! The invincibility system can help the host achieve a super-limit improvement and achieve the effect of instantly killing the enemy. However, this function can only be used once. Do you want to confirm?"
"Confirm, confirm! Hurry up now!" Chen Shen was overjoyed!
Just once!
As long as Miao Ling and Fu Shun can be saved, there is nothing to regret!
"Ding! Activation conditions: 7,749 Imperial Grade Xuan Crystals are required."
Chen Shen was stunned for a moment, and then he yelled loudly: "What the hell is the Emperor's Xuan Jing? I'm putting it in this coffin now, and I'm almost going to be buried alive. Where can I get some bullshit Xuan Jing?"
After two seconds, the system spirit responded indifferently: "The host can also choose the second way, randomly giving up one of your human body functions in exchange for super-limit enhancement functions."
"Abandoning one human body function at random? That means if it affects my eyes, I will be blind, and if it affects my ears, I will become deaf? Do you want to be so cruel?"
Chen Shen was so angry that he jumped up and down, mentally greeting all the eighteen generations of System Spirit's ancestors.
But other than that, he really had no other choice.
Should he be allowed to fight to the death with those two evil slaves with the cultivation level of a three-star Xuantu? The result would be to hit an egg against a stone.
At this time, the two shameless men carrying the coffin outside had already negotiated the price!
Miao Ling's cries for help and choking sounds became more and more desolate!
Fushun, an old slave, is still alive and dead!
Finally, Chen Shen nodded fiercely: "Deal!"
"Ding! The ultra-limit promotion was successful. The host's current cultivation level is: one-star profound practitioner! Duration: five minutes."
At the same time as the system sounded, Chen Shen felt that his body was filled with inexhaustible energy.
He clenched his fist with his right hand, waved it casually, and hit it on the coffin wall——
"Boom!"
After a muffled sound, the three-inch-thick wooden coffin could not withstand the power of this casual punch, and a big hole was punched out!
A piece of splintered wood flew out and struck the forehead of the scarred man not far away, causing the skin to bleed.
Chen Shen in the coffin was surprised and happy: "Is this the strength of a one-star mystic? Compared with the cultivation of the three-star mystic before this body, it is really in the sky and on the earth..."
To show off, you have to put on the whole outfit!
He spread his fingers, slowly drew a circle around the outside of the coffin, and then slowly tightened it——
"Grrrr!"
The crunching sound of joints and bones is particularly jarring to the ears!
Several people present were stunned for a moment, staring blankly at the hand stretched out from inside. It was extremely difficult to even breathe for a while...