The real daughter, she went crazy in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 171 290 Nine, Bookkeeping
Whoa!

Before he could finish speaking, the steward was hit head and face by the rubble and rubble.

The steward was furious: "Who the hell—"

boom!
The ceiling was shattered by the strong Jiu clan, and the strong Jiu clan fell to the second floor, and the sword light also descended, slashing towards Lanzhi again like lightning.

Lan Zhi dodged to the side, the piercing sword light brushed past Lan Zhi's arm, and slashed straight at the wall.

The solid walls made of obsidian and stone bricks made a cracking sound under the weight.

The strong man of the Jiu clan drew his sword and cut again regardless!
Lan Zhi flashed again.

Flash left, flash right, flash up and down.

Her movements seemed to be irregular, but after the strong Jiu clan swung more than a dozen swords in a row, she suddenly realized something was wrong——

But the effect of the poison made his reaction much slower than usual. Before he could realize that something was wrong, Lan Zhi had already stopped dodging, and snapped her five fingers suddenly: "It's over!"

Every time she dodges, she pulls a soul thread. At this time, the soul thread has blocked the opponent's front, back, left, and right sides.
The thin and sharp soul threads immediately tightened on his body!

With the sound of screams, warm blood spattered on Lan Zhi's face.

She raised her hand, turned her head to look in the direction of the screams, and found that a man with bruised skin was riding on the steward, holding a sharp stone and smashing it on the other's head.

The steward cried out in pain: "Ah, please forgive me—"

The man held a sharp stone and looked down at him from above, his voice was dry and full of hatred: "That's it?"

The steward realized something, and immediately shouted: "I'm not a human, I'm a dog! The dog slave kneels down and kowtows to apologize!"

boom!
The stone in the man's hand fell down again: "What else?"

The steward was so frightened and furious that he didn't want to beg for mercy, and cursed bitterly: "You dare to treat me like this, I will definitely make your life worse than death! I will definitely cut off your life in front of everyone (don't block it) ) roots cut into pieces for you to eat them all!"

"Come here! Come here! Where are the people outside?!"

Lan Zhi searched the strong man of the Jiu tribe as quickly as possible, turned around and saw this scene, and kindly told him: "I'm sorry, everyone outside is dead."

The manager hurriedly said with a pale face: "Impossible!"

Lan Zhi's words shattered his self-confidence: "I killed it."

She pointed to the strong Jiu clan whose blood had spread all over the place: "Like this."

The steward looked at the man, then at her, and finally realized that things were completely out of control, and wanted to get up and run away, but how could a man give him this chance?

Seeing that he was about to run, the man covered his face with a large stone, killing him instantly.

Lan Zhi waited for the man to finish smashing before saying, "Raise your hand."

The man was stunned for a moment, but before he could move his hand, there was a flash of light, and the handcuffs snapped off.

Lan Zhi then helped him cut off the iron chain on his feet, and took advantage of the situation to look at him.

He has only one pair of obscene pants that cannot be seen from the original color. His fair and strong body is full of criss-cross wounds, including whips, scalds, scrapes, scratches, cuts, rolled wounds, mixed with red mud, and new wounds. There is an old one, with a face covered in blood, and it is completely impossible to see the face clearly.

She felt that he was young, so she asked, "Are you Ping Lan's student?"

The man noticed that she was wearing the robe made by Pinglan Star Academy before: "No."

When Lan Zhi heard that he wasn't, she wanted to turn around and leave, but seeing that he didn't look like he had much strength, she was a little sympathetic, so she took a bottle of Songxia from the storage bracelet and threw it to him: "290 Jiuxingyuan, Make an account first."

(End of this chapter)