Everyone Wants To Pamper The Lucky Daughter
/ Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter Chapter 1072
Chapter 1072: Chapter 1068: Thousands of Calculations, Never Expected This Ending_1 Chapter 1072: Chapter 1068: Thousands of Calculations, Never Expected This Ending_1 “Swoosh!”
A sharp sword light, tracing a perfect arc, came swiftly towards Lan Feng's arm.
Lan Feng realized the danger, forcibly withdrew his hand, his blood qi reversed, and his body wobbled, almost unable to stand steadily.
A ghostly figure suddenly appeared behind him and struck him in the back.
“Puff.”
Lan Feng spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes rolled back, and he fell off from the top of the tree, a clear Blood Hand imprint appeared on his back.
“Xue Rufeng?”
“Du Sha?”
“The Alliance Leader is dead?”
“What happened?”
The following Jianghu heroes, who witnessed the horrifying scene, were once again dumbfounded, their mouths wide open in shock.
“Lan Feng was narrow-minded and intolerant, intending to kill this Pavilion Master to consolidate his Martial Arts Alliance Leader position.”
Xue Rufeng took a deep breath, forced himself to swallow the blood that had rushed to his throat, and pretended to be coldly indifferent.
“An unworthy villain can't unite the heroes.”
Du Sha feigned righteousness, justifying his ruthless act.
“The Alliance Leader is dead, let's leave.”
“Ahem, right, let's disperse.”
The heroes were shaken by his righteous words, their hearts trembling in fear.
Fearing his viciousness, they all thought about leaving the place as quickly as possible.
“Let's leave the way we came, the plan to assassinate the King of Yan and restore the Second Prince's country is over.”
“If we had known this, we wouldn't have traveled so far, only to waste our time.”
“Let's go, let's go, staying here is pointless.”
With someone taking the lead, the heroes swiftly left the scene.
Only the traces of the intense battle on the back mountain of the Misty Moon Sect remained, along with a group of bewildered young men.
“Pavilion Master Xue, we will meet again someday!”
Du Sha succeeded at his trick, feeling elated. He raised an eyebrow at Xue Rufeng, giving him a knowing look. His ghostly figure quickly faded away among the trees, disappearing without a trace.
“Uh.”
Lin Qingluo had not anticipated this outcome.
Originally, she had wanted to use the dangerous terrain of the mountain peak and enjoy a good fight with Lan Feng.
In front of the Jianghu heroes, she had hoped to force him to agree to abandon his plan to assassinate the King of Yan and provoke disputes under the guise of restoring the nation.
She didn't expect that Xue Rufeng and Du Sha had already cooperated to kill Lan Feng without her having to make a move.
Although it wasn't her intention, the result was the same.
Thinking of this, she took out a Spirit Pill from the Storage Ring and threw it to Xue Rufeng: “Pavilion Master, you've worked hard. Take the Spirit Pill, and your internal injuries will heal quickly.”
“Thank you.”
Xue Rufeng caught the small white jade bottle, the corner of his lips revealing a charming arc.
“Lan Feng!”
Feng Yi suddenly clenched her fists, rushed forward, and angrily kicked Lan Feng's corpse twice.
“Pavilion Master Xue.”
Shitou's eyes rolled, suddenly facing Xue Rufeng, and grinning with gritted teeth.
“Since the Thousand-Mechanism Pavilion sells information and knows everything, they should also have records of the bloody incident triggered by the treasure map in Jianghu thirteen years ago, right?”
Feng Yi's breathing paused, her gaze turned to Xue Rufeng's face in excitement.
“Of course.”
Xue Rufeng was calm and composed, his fingers gently stroking the white jade bottle, a different glow flickering in his eyes.
“What kind of reward do we need to pay if we want to buy information?”
Shitou seemingly unintentionally glanced at the medicine bottle in Xue Rufeng's hand, pretending to be extremely sincere as he inquired about the price.
Xue Rufeng's hand paused on the medicine bottle, fully convinced that Shitou was trying to take advantage of the situation.
Chapter end
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