Murano Momo is a cunning doctor

Chapter 1249 She's Taken a Flirt With Me

After saying that, he looked at Tang Ran and instructed her:

"Girl, don't neglect your cultivation while you're down the mountain. In addition to studying and practicing diligently, also get some experience. It will benefit your future cultivation."

"Yes, Elder Chen, I've got it."

Tang Ran lowered her eyes and responded, glancing quickly at Jiang Xiaochuan out of the corner of her eye, only to be caught red-handed by Chen Qishan.

Seeing this, Chen Qishan laughed loudly, stroked his beard, and said, "Good, good. Farewell!"

As soon as the words were spoken, one grandmaster supported the grandmaster surnamed Li, while another grandmaster carried Zhao Wuchen on his back, and they walked out of the construction site and quickly disappeared from sight.

"Hey Hey hey!"

As soon as Zhao Wuchen and the others left, Lao Liu clung to them like a leech, grabbing Jiang Xiaochuan's shoulder and shaking him vigorously.

"What were you whispering about with that old man Chen just now? You were being so secretive, and you even tried to avoid us! Was it about that girl Tang Ran?"

Jiang Xiaochuan felt dizzy from being shaken, pushed his hand away, and said helplessly, "It's nothing, just some polite words."

He himself didn't understand Chen Qishan's true intentions. He couldn't very well say that the other party wanted to force the "Ice Thorn Flower" on him, could he?

"Don't think I don't know!"

Seeing that Jiang Xiaochuan refused to speak, Lao Liu's face showed a smug look, and he puffed out his chest, "He's taken a liking to me!"

"Who?" Jiang Xiaochuan was taken aback.

"That old man surnamed Chen!"

The sixth brother lowered his voice and whispered mysteriously in Jiang Xiaochuan's ear, "Otherwise, why would we keep Tang Ran here? She clearly values ​​my methods and wants to use Tang Ran to arrange a marriage between the two of us, so as to help the Yan Brigade!"

"This old man is cunning, but he's exactly what I want! It seems that not only was the Golden Thunder Talisman a worthwhile investment, but hehe, I actually made a profit!"

Seeing Lao Liu's self-absorbed and delusional expression, Jiang Xiaochuan was speechless. He hadn't expected this guy to have such a rich imagination.

"Damn, what's with that expression?" Old Six rolled his eyes when he saw that he didn't agree.

"you're right."

Jiang Xiaochuan nodded perfunctorily, not having time to chat with him. His spiritual energy was severely depleted, and he needed to recover his body quickly.

The sixth brother hooked his arm around his shoulder, his face beaming with undisguised smugness: "I'm in a good mood today, so I'll give you some news—the Crimson Blood Cult's Holy Tomb is finished!"

Jiang Xiaochuan's pupils contracted, and he abruptly turned to stare at him: "Really?"

"Absolutely true!" Old Six rubbed his fingers together and chuckled. "The mechanisms and secret passages have all been reset; all that's missing is our key."

"Then what are we waiting for?" Jiang Xiaochuan clenched his fist. "Let's go now!"

"Holy crap, are you trying to get me killed?"

The sixth brother quickly grabbed him, pointing at his still bleeding arm, "You look like you're falling apart. Are you going in to explore a tomb or deliver vegetables? I'm letting you in as a bodyguard, not to be a stretcher!"

Jiang Xiaochuan frowned as he looked at his body covered in wounds; the burning pain was a clear reminder of his current condition.

If even the cunning Sixth Brother is so cautious, then the dangers within the Holy Tomb must be extraordinary.

"So when do you say?"

Jiang Xiaochuan lowered his voice and said in a deep voice.

"Tomorrow evening."

The sixth brother stroked his chin, a profound look on his face. "I've done some calculations, and tomorrow at 11 PM will be the time when the Yin energy is at its peak, making it the best time to enter the Holy Tomb..."

“Hiss——”

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Xiaochuan suddenly frowned, instinctively raised his hand to his arm, and gasped.

The moment my fingertip touched the wound, a piercing pain shot through me, accompanied by a chilling aura of death.

As the blood flowed upwards along the meridians, a chill ran down his spine.

I was so busy dealing with Hattori Hanzo that I didn't notice anything unusual.

Jiang Xiaochuan glanced down and his face immediately darkened.

Hattori Hanzo's demon claws were indeed insidious. The edges of the wounds were tinged with a faint bluish-black, and black energy, like small snakes, could be faintly seen wriggling beneath the scabs. The death energy clung to the meridians, making the wounds several times more difficult to heal than ordinary sword wounds.

"That old Japanese devil's death aura is really hard to get rid of."

Jiang Xiaochuan cursed under his breath, secretly worried that if he didn't heal this injury in time, he might mess up his chances of entering the Holy Tomb tomorrow.

In case of danger, this chilling, deathly aura might hold us back.

Seeing that his expression was off, Lao Liu also stopped joking, leaned over and glanced at the black aura on the wound, and clicked his tongue, saying, "This old bastard's insidious tricks are amazing!"

"Let's go back to Tenglong."

Jiang Xiaochuan made a decisive decision and said in a deep voice.

.........

Upon returning to Tenglong, as soon as he stepped into the hall, Jiang Xiaochuan summoned Du Hai and asked him to arrange manpower to prepare for the relocation.

He also specifically instructed him to take good care of Tang Long's things in his office.

He had originally planned to recruit the slovenly Taoist priest and then thoroughly plunder Tang Long's private collection, but things took an unexpected turn, and now he could only busy himself with moving to a new place.

Du Hai quickly responded.

After briefly explaining the trivial matters, Jiang Xiaochuan returned to his room and locked the door behind him.

At this moment, the deep, bone-revealing wound on his arm was shrouded in a bluish-black death aura, and even seemed to be spreading towards his heart.

"trouble."

Jiang Xiaochuan dared not delay. He took out a porcelain bottle, poured out three dark green pills, crushed them, and applied them to the wound.

The moment the pill touched his skin, it made a soft "sizzling" sound, followed by a burst of burning pain that caused cold sweat to break out on his forehead.

He tried to circulate his internal energy along his meridians, but the death energy clung tightly to them, causing unbearable pain with each impact and making his energy circulation somewhat sluggish.

Before they knew it, the night had deepened, and only the faint sound of flowing energy remained in the room.

Jiang Xiaochuan was concentrating on refining the death energy when suddenly his whole body trembled, and his spiritual power spread out like a tide.

Within a radius of a hundred feet, a faint smell of blood quietly permeated the air, carrying the unique Yin and evil aura of the Crimson Blood Sect.

"It's them again."

Jiang Xiaochuan frowned, a hint of unease creeping onto his face.

This aura is clearly that of those two plague gods, Blood River and Blood Dove!

Just then, Feng Ji's deep voice came from outside the door: "Xiao Chuan, someone has forced their way in, and their aura is hostile."

Jiang Xiaochuan finished his practice, stood up, straightened his clothes, and opened the door.

In the courtyard, Feng Ji stood waiting, his eyes warily fixed on the gate.

A moment later, two figures slowly walked in; it was Blood River and Blood Dove.

The two men had grim expressions, staring intently at Jiang Xiaochuan, their bodies radiating a palpable aura of bloodlust, carrying an undisguised killing intent.

Upon seeing the two, Feng Ji was not surprised at all; instead, a fierce glint appeared in his eyes, and he took half a step forward.

He had been holding back the humiliation of being manipulated by Blood River for too long, and now that he had advanced to the Nirvana Realm, he was eager to avenge himself.

Jiang Xiaochuan subtly stepped in front of Feng Ji, a faint smile on his face.

"You two seniors have come here because of your sect's missing senior? To be honest, we haven't found any clues yet."

"Hmph! Stop pretending!"

Blood Dove gritted his teeth, his face full of annoyance. "We were fooled by you last time, you smooth-talking brat. Don't even think about fooling us again this time!"