C91 Hanging 10

At this moment, the group of women looked at the bloody heads below them and were completely stupefied.

He killed the Southern Star Palace's disciple just like that, is this brat crazy!?

Looking at the bronze tablet on Chu He's waist, this youth also came to participate in the examination. This youth didn't even pass the mountain gate, and dared to kill a sect disciple.

After kicking the headless body away, he shifted his gaze to the other one, the sword in Chu He's hand neared once again.

Feeling the bone-piercing cold from his neck, Wen Ping only felt his legs go soft. With a "pa" sound, he kneeled on the ground and his entire body started to tremble uncontrollably.

"Fear Value from Wen Ping + 835."

"I've fulfilled your senior brother's request. Do you have any requests?"

Seeing the other party kneel down, Chu He also slowly crouched down, seriously staring at An Ping.

"I... "I did not …" Anping trembled for a long time before finally being able to utter these words.

"Alright, since you don't have any requests, then I'll mention them. You seem to have a big problem with these girls just now?"

Chu He smiled, but in Wen Ping's eyes, his smile was like a death charm from hell, extremely sinister and terrifying.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this humble one has offended all of you with my blind eyes. I hope you can help me beg for forgiveness …"

Therefore, he scrambled to crawl to the feet of the girls and continuously kowtowed underground. His head was like a clove of garlic, and he did not stop even when he saw blood on his forehead.

The lady with the most outstanding appearance stepped forward, bowed to Chu He, and said gently: "Sir, many thanks for your help, you have already committed a grave mistake. If you continue to make a mistake, this Southern Star Palace will definitely chase you down, and it's best not to make this a big deal out of it."

Although Chu He was not happy with the other party's excuse, he was still considering things for him. Thus, he kept his Eight Inner Hidden Gates and said sternly: "Then, I will let you live, out of consideration for the few ladies who have pleaded for you."

Hearing that, Wen Ping immediately crawled to Chu He's feet and thanked him profusely.

"Hurry up and get lost!"

Following Chu He's angry shout, Wen Ping seemed to have been pardoned and quickly escaped from the medicinal field, afraid that Chu He would go back on his words.

Seeing that the situation had calmed down, the beautiful lady said gently: "Thank you young noble for saving me, I do not know young noble's name, but I, Wen Xue will remember my name!"

Chu He picked another spirit fruit and took another bite. He noticed that the taste was not right and threw it to the side, he picked another red one and took another bite, then nodded his head.

He had just noticed the words of the lady beside him, and was chewing on a spirit fruit as he spoke: "No need to be polite, my favorite thing is to be brave and loyal, your name is Wen Xue, right? My name is Li Xiaoyao, right?"

Big brother Xiao Yao, this is a really good name. You saved my life, and I have no way to repay you. I can only …" Wen Xue had a bashful look on her face. She lowered her head, not daring to look Chu He in the eye as she spoke in an intermittent manner.

When he heard the tone and expression in Wen Xue's voice, he had a bad premonition, and inwardly exclaimed how dangerous this woman's thought process was.

Chu He did not wait for him to finish, and anxiously said: "Miss Wen Xue, you are really pretty!"

When Wen Xue heard this, his face flushed red to the point that blood could drip from it. He lowered his head and said shyly, "Big brother Xiao Yao, is what you said true …"

"Of course it's true. For a beautiful vase like yours, I can hang it ten times with one hand!" Chu He said righteously.

Wen Xue:?

"Hatred from Wen Xue + 999."