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Chapter 27 The Oriole

The sun is stained with blood.

After Lin Chuan and Qiao Waner left Licheng, they could only walk more than ten miles before Lin Chuan began to be unable to hold on any longer. If he hadn't broken through the tribulation in the realm and soared in strength, he would have collapsed long ago.

The previous street fight with the Jia family nursing home was overdrafted, and there were no less than a hundred wounds on his body. The wounds had no time to be cleaned, and they had already begun to fester.

The stab wound on the right shoulder was the most serious. With the repair of spiritual power, the right shoulder gradually regained consciousness, followed by heartbreaking pain. Fortunately, Scarface did not cut off his bones, otherwise no matter how much spiritual power he used,

Repairing it was of no avail, so I had to seek treatment from a doctor who was proficient in bone setting.

The two found a secluded place to rest near a stream in the forest. Lin Chuan washed his bloody clothes by the stream, while Qiao Waner picked up dry firewood nearby.

Lin Chuan was naked from the waist up, and there was no good flesh on his lean body. Qiao Waner wiped his tears while wiping away the festering abscess from the wound. Every time she wiped the wound, Lin Chuan could not help but tremble, and her teeth gritted.

Rattling.

Lin Chuan raised a fire, held a wooden stick in his mouth, and burned the tip of the Green Hunger Sword on the fire, and then burned it on the wound. White smoke was rising. Lin Chuan's face was distorted in pain, and fine lines appeared on his forehead.

of cold sweat.

He asked Qiao Waner to help him as his back was out of reach. After all the wounds were taken care of, Lin Chuan collapsed to the point of fainting and his eyes rolled up. Qiao Waner hugged him behind his back to support him while crying.

He fell.

After awakening, Qiao Waner is no longer what she used to be, and her strength is almost the same as that of an adult man.

"Brother Achuan, don't hold on, close your eyes and have a good rest! Wan'er can take care of herself... wu wu..."

Lin Chuan looked at the beating flames, and his eyes gradually became hazy. In the firelight, he saw his mother smiling at him and his uncle chatting. He felt so tired! He wanted to shout at them, but they didn't listen. Gradually, the flames dimmed.

It gradually darkened and I lost consciousness.

When Lin Chuan woke up again, it was already dark, and the bonfire around him was still burning. The little man in pink was holding the hilt of the Green Hungry Sword in both hands, and there were seven or eight fat cicadas strung on the three-foot long sword.

It was roasted until it was sizzling with oil and fragrant.

If Shadow Seventeen saw this scene, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood.

Lin Chuan was awakened by this fragrance. The firelight reflected Qiao Wan'er's pink face, her slender eyebrows were slightly frowned, her eyelashes were long and curled, and her big eyes were staring at the fat cicada on the sword without blinking.

, from time to time, he would stick out his tongue and lick the corner of his mouth, like a greedy little cat.

"Wan'er." Lin Chuan stood up and called softly.

The little greedy cat Wan'er turned her head when she heard the sound, her brows instantly spread, and a smile appeared on her face.

"Brother Ah Chuan, are you awake?! Wan'er caught a lot of fat cicadas in the forest, soaked them in stream water, and roasted them immediately!" Qiao Wan'er said and looked at Lin Chuan expectantly, as if she was waiting.

His praise.

"When Wan'er grows up, she can take care of her brother!" A smile appeared on Lin Chuan's pale face. Catching cicadas and roasting cicadas is an essential skill for village children, and Qiao Wan'er will naturally acquire it as a native village child.

Qiao Waner walked up to Lin Chuan with her sword raised, took a fat cicada from the tip of the sword with her little hand, put it on her small mouth, blew on it and passed it to Lin Chuan's mouth.

Lin Chuan didn't show any pretense and swallowed the fat cicada into his mouth. It was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. It was roasted just right. Suddenly he saw Qiao Wan'er's white and tender little hands were full of blood marks, and the nails were full of mud. He couldn't tell what it was.

Taste, the corners of the eyes are a little moist.

"Brother Achuan, isn't Wan'er's roast delicious..." Qiao Wan'er looked at Lin Chuan nervously.

Lin Chuan wiped the corners of his eyes and said with a smile: "It's so delicious, it's so delicious that I want to cry! Hahahaha..."

"Giggle..."

"Papa! Papa!" The sound of high-fives came from the darkness nearby, and a tall, middle-aged man slowly walked out.

"Oh! It's so touching! I can't bear to bother you, but these brothers of mine are so hungry that they have to beg for some food with a shameful face!" The middle-aged man had a fierce look on his face and a strong tone in his tone.

With a strong sense of gangsterism, he pointed at the seven men of uneven shapes behind him.

Lin Chuan felt bitter in his heart as he felt the spiritual pressure emanating from the eight people in front of him. All eight of them were Huang Ling realm spiritual masters. The tall and strong man in the leader's cultivation should be higher than his own and close to the perfect strength of the Yellow realm.

.

Lin Chuan stood up, took the Green Hunger Sword from Wan'er's hand, stepped forward to protect Wan'er behind him, and said loudly to the leading man.

"If you want to eat, you can come and get it!"

Several men were frightened by Lin Chuan's arrogance for a moment. The flames swayed in the wind and were dying.

"The mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole follows behind. I am one of those oriole birds. They don't eat the fat cicadas, only the mantises!" The tall, strong man straightened his expression and said, staring at the Green Hunger Sword.

When Lin Chuan heard this, he was shocked at first and thought to himself: Could it be that these bandits like to eat human flesh and want to eat me and Wan'er?! When he looked at the tall and strong man's eyes, he instantly understood that this guy was chasing the spiritual weapon Qing Hunger.

Comes with a sword.

"Your Excellency, do you want this long sword?"

The tall, strong man at the head was startled and nodded, with an expression that said you are the only one who knows me.

"Tell me earlier! As long as you promise not to hurt my brother and sister, I will give this sword to you." Lin Chuan pretended to be relaxed, took off two fat cicadas from the sword, put one into Wan'er's mouth, and the other

Only put it in your mouth.

"It's great! I can see that my little brother is not only very courageous, but also a generous person! If you are interested in joining me, I will ensure that you are popular and drink hot food. From now on, your sister will be my sister! No one will dare to bully her."

The tall and strong man said loudly, and the tone of the last sentence was very frivolous. The men behind him had wretched faces and bursts of lewd laughter.

"Your Excellency, you are so flattering! I am not as free and easy as all the heroes. The elders of the family are still waiting in front, so my brother and sister need to hurry up to avoid worrying them."

The tall, strong man stared at Lin Chuan with squinted eyes. He thought to himself that this kid has a lot of tricks up his sleeve, and he also knows how to make up stories to scare people. If I can rob someone in this forest, it would be eight hundred if not a thousand. If this kid has

How could the helper suffer this kind of injury?

"Okay! In that case, I won't force you anymore. You can put down the sword and leave." The tall and strong man was overjoyed. This sword looked like it was at least a middle-grade spiritual weapon. It should be exchanged for a yellow-level realm-breaking pill.

It's not a problem. When I break through to the Xuanling Realm, I will definitely take back the top spot.

Hearing this, Lin Chuan took off the last fat cicada on the sword and ate it, then inserted the Green Hungry Sword next to the fire, took Qiao Waner's hand and turned around to leave.

Before walking a few feet, the two stopped and slowly retreated. Three more bandits appeared in front of them, forcing Lin Chuan and others back to the fire.

"Your Majesty, what do you mean by this?! You said you would let us go after taking the sword, but now you have gone back on your word?!" Lin Chuan turned around and looked at the tall man playing with the Green Hungry Sword.

"I said I wanted to let you go, but my brothers are unwilling and I have no choice..." the tall and strong man said quietly.

After saying this, the gangsters burst into laughter.

"You...shameless! Give me the sword back!" Lin Chuan pointed at the tall and strong man and cursed loudly.
Chapter completed!
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