70: Chapter 70: How did he end up with a murder case on his conscience?

Jiang Lan was completely stunned.

What was going on?

He had just landed and hadn't done anything yet, so how did a fairy end up in his arms?

Huh?

That's not right!

Why was this fairy injured?

Saintess Luo Yao was also stunned.

She was in the middle of escaping when her vision suddenly went black, and she didn't know what she had bumped into.

"So hard, so solid!"

Heavens!

How could there be such a handsome man in this world!

Sixteen-pack abs, this physique, this aura!

What should I do?

Why does my face feel so hot?

Why is my heart beating so fast?

I can't catch my breath!

Saintess Luo Yao was already severely injured, and suffering such a huge shock from Jiang Lan, she fainted on the spot.

"Hey, miss, wake up!"

Jiang Lan was completely panicked.

He hadn't even started making money yet, so how did he inexplicably end up with a murder case on his hands?

Actually, if she were from another Sect, it would be fine, since the Ancient Desolate Secret Realm was already a place of mutual slaughter.

The key was that the character "Beggars" was embroidered on the woman's cuff; she was clearly a Disciple of the Beggars Sect!

In Jiang Lan's past-life memories, Shu Mountain and the Beggars Sect were as close as Family, at least before the Ancestor of Mount Shu passed away; their relationship was extremely close!

If he really ended up with the murder of a Beggars Sect Disciple on his hands, he would likely be wanted by both Sects simultaneously.

Qian Luo had already been accepted as a Disciple by Shu Mountain Xiaoyaozi.

If he were really wanted, how would he find Qian Luo after leaving the Ancient Desolate Secret Realm?

A series of questions popped into Jiang Lan's head, and he instantly felt cold sweat break out on his back!

Jiang Lan coughed twice and hurriedly began to explain.

"Everyone saw it. If this woman dies, it has nothing to do with me!

I just landed, and she crashed into my arms. I didn't do anything!"

The Shushan Disciples all looked at Jiang Lan with expressions that said, "You killed her, what, are you trying to deny it?"

But then again, everyone had seen it.

Boss Gao had reached out his arms and stuck out his butt—although sticking his tongue out was a bit lecherous, he was genuinely trying to save someone!

You just flashed out, carrying a great blood saber bigger than a cow, and blocked Boss Gao!

As a result, the Beggars Sect Saintess bumped her head and died on your iron-like abs, and you actually say it has nothing to do with you?

You clearly killed her!

Jiang Lan was truly depressed.

He had inexplicably ended up with a fairy in his arms and a murder case on his hands.

He was praying in his heart that this fairy wouldn't die; this pot was too big, and he, Jiang Lan, couldn't carry it!

Boss Gao swung his arm and slapped himself hard on the right cheek.

"I deserve to die!

This was clearly the boss's romantic encounter, and I actually tried to get in on it!"

The Shushan Disciples were dumbfounded.

This...

This passing of the buck was beautiful.

In this way, the death of the Beggars Sect Saintess had absolutely nothing to do with him!

Jiang Lan was just worrying when three figures flew over from the distance.

That's right!

They were three Beggars Sect Disciples.

"Shu Mountain... colleagues, save... us!"

The three Beggars Sect Disciples scurried over and hid behind the group of Shushan Disciples.

Before long, more than sixty white figures flew in from the distance and landed in front of Jiang Lan and the others.

The leader was dressed in white like a scholar, holding a folding fan in his hand.

That's right!

It was the White-Faced Scholar Murong Xie.

Under normal circumstances, if the White-Faced Scholar saw Jiang Lan and his group of murderous maniacs, he would definitely take a detour.

But now, the White-Faced Scholar had been completely blinded by lust!

His mind was full of various eye-straining images of him and Saintess Luo Yao!

As the saying goes, lust is a blade hanging over one's head!

Driven by lust, the White-Faced Scholar brought over 50 people from the Murong Family and flew towards Jiang Lan and his group.

The White-Faced Scholar thought that Jiang Lan and his group were just desperate bandits, and they just wanted some money, right?

If he gave them the "Top-Grade Qi Refining Folding Fan" worth 500,000 Low-Grade Spirit Stones, they would likely trade it for a dying Saintess.

After all, 500,000 Low-Grade Spirit Stones could buy a city full of female Cultivators.

Even if he didn't repeat every day, it would take a year to go through a full round!

However, he was wrong.

Jiang Lan and his group were thinking about the 50-something packages they were carrying; frankly speaking, they wanted it all!

The two sides were simply not on the same page!

The White-Faced Scholar bowed, "I am..."

He had only said two words when Jiang Lan, holding Saintess Luo Yao, disappeared on the spot!

The next second, he appeared directly in front of the White-Faced Scholar, carrying the great blood magic saber that was bigger than a cow, and slashed it straight down at the White-Faced Scholar's forehead!

The White-Faced Scholar was scared silly!

No, big brother, you don't hit a smiling person!

My manners were very thorough, I had only said two words of respect, and you slashed your big blade right at my face?

Who fights like that?

That's too overbearing!

In the Taixu Realm, just based on the name "Murong," people should at least let me finish what I'm saying!

Why did you just bring a big blade and slash at my forehead?

Jiang Lan was just that ruthless, just that overbearing!

Even the number one Sect in the Taixu Realm, the Wanfu Sect, had been skinned alive by Jiang Lan; he couldn't even be bothered to look at the mere Murong Family!

The blood magic saber, as big as a cow, unleashed a hundred-zhang black Saber Qi, splitting the White-Faced Scholar right down the middle!

The hundred-zhang black Saber Qi smashed directly onto the Murong formation!

More than a dozen Murong Disciples were hit by the hundred-zhang black Saber Qi and instantly turned into a cloud of blood mist, with not even a residue left!

Damn!

This heavenly demon blood saber is too awesome!

Not only is it imposing, but its damage is also huge, and it has a large area of effect, and most importantly, it doesn't consume much Spiritual Qi!

It's so cool!

There is just one thing: killing people generates Devilish Qi, which erodes one's consciousness and eventually leads to becoming a demon!

Jiang Lan wasn't worried about this, though.

The "Cleansing Heart Sutra" celestial technique in his body suddenly operated, and the Devilish Qi breeding in Jiang Lan's body was completely annihilated!

A bizarre scene appeared: the blood of the dozen or so Murong Disciples who had been slashed to death converged into a column of blood, flowing towards the blood-colored sacred orb above the Ancient Desolate Secret Realm.

The great blood saber opened its bloody mouth and sucked hard at the blood column.

Although it was trying very hard, and its egg-sized eyeballs were bulging with blood, it still couldn't suck up a single drop of blood!

The great blood saber stared angrily at the blood-colored sacred orb, spewing foul language.

Although Jiang Lan couldn't understand it, he knew in his heart that the great blood saber must be feeling resentful!

Why should I work hard to kill Cultivators, only for you to drink the blood in the end?

You could at least leave me some!

Not a single drop? That's too ruthless!

Jiang Lan took a look at the blood-colored sacred orb and was completely stunned!

How is this possible?

Last night, the blood-colored sacred orb was only half full, and now it's eighty percent full.

Did over 2,000 people die in one night?

"Hiss~" Jiang Lan gasped.

How is this possible?

The Murong Disciples were scared paralyzed by Jiang Lan's slash!

They were all wealthy children, brought up in honey pots, so where would they have seen such a scene?

The Gao Family Three Siblings and the Shushan Disciples also moved at the same time!

"Thirteen Spears of Jinling!"

"Ice Sword Technique!"

"Sand Burial Technique!"

The Gao Family Three Siblings were also ruthless and decisive!

They threw their trump card techniques all at once at the stunned Murong Disciples.