Chapter 884 (2/2)

This makes our cultivation resources, which are already very scarce, even rarer.

In fact, Wan Haimen has long been dissatisfied with the high-level's behavior of blindly favoring Chu Xing.

Really?

I'm telling the truth!

Helping you now is actually helping us! ”

What the disciple said was loud and clear.

His eyes, with sincerity, stare at Chu Yan without blinking, as if to dig out his heart.

Chu Yan lowered his eyelids and seemed to be thinking.

At the moment, Lin miaoran has jumped down from the stone and looked this way.

A moment later, Chu Yan raised his head and glanced at the monks around: ”leave the storage bag, and then roll.”

”Why?” Someone asked indignantly.

It can't be good stubble to bet on the future in Wanyao cemetery.

You know, the chance of falling down here is much greater than cultivating in the clan and family.

Everyone's storage bag is filled with hard-earned income, or even personal life. How can you just throw it down with a word.

Even if you just killed diyuanjing.

But there are so many people here.

Are you really going to make people angry?

”You don't seem to have --” Chu Yan's eyes are light, looking at the monk who just called out, ”put your position right.”

As the voice falls, Chu Yan takes a step forward.

The scene seems to have a strong wind.

In front of everyone's eyes!

Shua!

The next moment, head up.

They were surprised and frightened to see that Chu Yan had just rushed forward for tens of feet.

A drop of blood is flowing slowly along the edge of the eight wasteland halberd, and then drops down.

The monk who contradicted and refused to accept him in public now had his head flying in the air, and his face was still puzzled, confused and surprised.

As for the body without a head, after a while, it ejected blood from the cavity. After shaking a few times, it fell to the ground.

”Well, shall I say it again?” Chu Yan looked at the crowd.

This time, no one dares to object.

Life and storage bag which is important, as long as it is not a fool, now can be separated.

All of a sudden, a storage bag was thrown to the ground.

And their master, a face of panic, did not look back to the direction of running.

I'm lucky enough to be alive today.

They dare not ask for more.

Suddenly, there were only Chu Yan, Lin miaoran and the three disciples of Wan Haimen.

He went to eat the corpse on the ground.

After getting Chu Yan's eye signal, Lin miaoran goes to pick up all the storage bags scattered around.

These storage bags, one by one bulging, must be full of resources for various cultivation.

Lin miaoran can't help sighing that what he got for a while is much more than what he got after searching for treasures in various tombs. I don't know how many times.

And Chu Yan turns around at the moment and walks to the disciple of Wan Haimen again.

This disciple is looking at him expectantly: ”how are you thinking about it?”