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Chapter 114 His Divine Retribution

"It's okay." Liu Xingchuan smiled fearlessly.

He had seen countless famous doctors for his legs, but they all said they couldn't be cured and would be confined to a wheelchair forever.

Bai Yao's reaction was as expected.

So, he doesn't force it anymore.

"You have been punished by God all your life." Bai Yao said bluntly: "Being disabled in your legs is just one of the punishments."

Liu Xingchuan burst into laughter.

As expected of her.

"God's punishment is just a ball in front of me." She suddenly smiled charmingly, "It's not difficult to treat your leg problem. One leg has a hundred thousand spiritual power points."

Two legs is two hundred thousand.

The nightmare asked her curiously: "Ancestor, how much spiritual power do you have?"

Bai Yao made a yes gesture.

"Two hundred million?!" Nightmare looked shocked.

Jiang Chenzhou couldn't help showing a surprised expression.

Bai Yao smiled and said, "No, twenty thousand."

Her total spiritual power now adds up to exactly 20,000 points.

Nightmare: "..."

Liu Xingchuan suddenly smiled, "Keep your spiritual power for yourself, don't waste it on me."

She is so powerful, but her spiritual power is only 20,000 points.

And treating his legs would require 200,000 spiritual power points.

As you can imagine, this is a tricky thing.

Bai Yao saw his worry and smiled cheerfully: "As long as it is something that can be solved by spiritual power, it is not a problem."

"Xiaochuan, I want you to stand up and carry me on your back."

Her words.

It ignited his heart that had been darkened for many years.

He had tried hard and given up before, but he had never been so eager to stand up as at this moment.

Carrying her?

This is an unattainable dream, but he is willing to fight for this dream.

"I can do whatever you need me to do." Liu Xingchuan finally agreed.

Bai Yao secretly smiled and figured out that Xiaochuan could carry her on his back while she tasted his sweetness. After eating and drinking enough, she could lie on his back and sleep with the lotus blood. She felt happy just thinking about it!

"It's simple, I need to collect merit."

She said: "Whether it's to save people or ghosts, as long as I do good deeds, I can get merits, and the merits can be converted into spiritual power. As long as you collect enough 200,000 points of spiritual power, you can walk with me on your back."

Liu Xingchuan seemed to understand something, "Leave it to me, I will sort out the relevant information."

"Okay." Bai Yao smiled and pinched his handsome face: "You have been waiting for me for so long, go back to bed quickly, see you tomorrow?"

Liu Xingchuan nodded.

Bai Yao watched him return to Liu's house before opening his own door.

Jiang Chenzhou followed behind and teased her: "Didn't you say you don't mind your own business? What about collecting merit?"

Bai Yao glanced back at him faintly.

Nightmare ghost answered for her angrily: "Old antique, are you stupid? Ancestor doesn't cross everyone, she only crosses those who are destined!"

"The correct answer is that Fatty Hei understands me." Bai Yao smiled at him: "Young intern, you have a bright future, I'm optimistic about you."

Nightmare Ghost immediately felt as if he was being commended. He straightened his body with great pride and said, "I will do my best for my ancestor without any hesitation!"

Jiang Chenzhou snorted coldly: "It's an afterthought."

One person and two souls returned home.

Bai Ling had already fallen asleep. He had been tortured for a long time. Although his wounds had healed, he was mentally exhausted.

Bai Yao didn't wake him up, just covered him with a blanket and went upstairs to his room to sleep.

Jiang Chenzhou and Nightmare Ghost came to her home for the first time.

They were both stunned when they saw so many antiques and cultural relics on display.

The Nightmare Ghost was okay, he knew it was a valuable item, but for a ghost, no matter how valuable the item was, it would have no effect on him, so he was too lazy to continue reading.

It was floating, as if on patrol. As he patrolled, he discovered that there were many expensive supercars parked in the huge garage.

"Good guy, I've climbed the phoenix!"

He didn't expect his ancestor to be so rich!

She is a completely super rich little woman!

Nightmares were crawling around in the car.

Sometimes he was playing with the steering wheel, and sometimes he was sitting in the back seat like a corpse. It was such a happy time.

In the living room, Jiang Chenzhou's eyes were attracted by those antique cultural relics.

He looked at these ancient antiques in shock, with a pious and serious expression.

His eyes turned and suddenly fell on the bronze sword hanging on the wall.

Jiang Chenzhou thought of Bai Yao's words that the owner of the sword was an emperor five thousand years ago.

He suddenly looked solemn and came to the bronze sword respectfully.

Then!

Three solemn bows!

"I'm not dead yet, bow like hell!" A majestic and cold voice came from the bronze sword.

Jiang Chenzhou looked overjoyed and said a little flattered: "I will be your descendant two thousand years from now..."

"Gu's descendants?" The sword master sneered: "Gu was harmed by an adulterer and had no descendants. How can he have descendants?"

"Ignorant children should not have any relatives!"

Jiang Chenzhou didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

It seems that this senior emperor has a very bad temper.

"Okay, I come from two thousand years after you, senior, can you come out and meet me?"

He has never met his ancestors from two thousand years ago.

Regardless of whether they are ancestors of the same bloodline or not, given their age, they are definitely ancestors.

The master of the sword was silent for a long time, and then said: "What a shame, I don't want to see you."

Jiang Chenzhou was originally very polite, but the other party's aggressive tone made him feel a little bad.

"Senior doesn't want to come out to meet you. Is it because he's afraid that Bai Yao will beat you?"

"She is just a yellow-haired girl! Gu Nai is the king of the world, what are you afraid of what she will do!" the sword master was angry.

Immediately afterwards.

Jiang Chenzhou saw a middle-aged man wearing a dragon robe emerge from the bronze sword.

"Jiang Shenzhou, the junior, has met the senior." He nodded and saluted.

The sword master looked him up and down, thinking deeply when he saw the bloody hole in his heart.

"Did you also die because of someone close to you?"

Jiang Chenzhoujun shook his head with a blank face: "No, I died on the battlefield..."

"Senior, why are your lips so dark?"

The sword owner looked indifferent: "Died alone from the poison."

Jiang Chenzhou suddenly realized that he was the emperor who was poisoned to death.

"Then your black eyes are also caused by poisoning?"

It's better if he doesn't mention it.

As soon as the sword owner was mentioned, he became angry and gritted his teeth: "No, this is what the yellow-haired girl did!"

Just because he was dug out of the ground by those archaeologists.

Of course he wasn't happy when he was awakened from a five-thousand-year sleep. He just got out of bed and made a small fuss in Bauhinia City.

Unexpectedly, they invited Bai Yao.

Bai Yao, who is delicate and frail and has a kind smile, is his biggest misunderstanding of her!

Because of misunderstanding, he underestimated the enemy, so he was defeated and eventually captured.

The master of the sword clutched his chest in grief, "I think back when I was alone in the seven kingdoms, but I didn't want to fall into the palm of a yellow-haired girl like her. I couldn't survive but couldn't die. It's really more painful than dying again."

Jiang Chenzhou looked around the living room and found a small and exquisite furnace tripod placed on the desk under the bronze sword. Three sticks of incense were inserted in the tripod. As soon as he smelled the smell, he knew it was the best incense.

His eyes were dark: Brother, this offering of incense is placed under your nose. Can you tell me again with your conscience? Is it really painful to live but not to die?


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