Chapter Sixteen: Murder and Robbery

  "Die!"

  A venomous and violent shout burst out, accompanied by the sudden appearance of Lao Da, who swiftly stabbed towards Li Chen's shoulder.

  If this is true, it's absolutely fatal!

  In the flash of lightning, Li Chen's keen sixth sense saved him once again. His whole body felt a chill and he dodged to the side just in time. His left arm suddenly bent up and reached out towards the gleaming dagger.

  A loud crash, blood splattered everywhere, and intense pain struck instantly.

  "Ahh!"

  Li Chen shivered with a chill, but his mind was inexplicably clear, and he felt an indescribable anger, like thunder rumbling in his chest. His left hand tightly grasped the old man's right hand, which held a dagger.

  Her waist slightly sank, and her right fist heavily smashed towards his shoulder socket.

  Bang! Bang! Bang bang bang!

  One punch!

  Two fists!

  Three consecutive punches!

  Fist after fist landed on flesh, each one carrying boundless rage and murderous intent. Each punch made the old man's eyes widen in shock, which eventually turned into astonishment, then fear. As blood spurted from his mouth, it transformed into regret.

  Five consecutive punches, this martial artist who had reached the sixth layer of internal energy was defeated by Li Chen's five-layer internal energy and fell to the ground with a thud.

  Although there are many external factors, more is due to the loss of initiative and courage by Lao Da. However, it must be said that now Li Chen has surpassed most six-layer internal breath martial artists.

  Wow!

  He dropped the dagger to the ground, and Li Chen covered his hand, taking a few deep breaths of cold air, his face deathly pale. He hastily walked towards his backpack, took out several stalks of spiritual medicine, crushed them directly and applied them to the wound.

  It's fortunate that he had been a medicine slave for over three years, so he was extremely familiar with the properties of these spiritual medicines. He also had some spiritual medicines on hand; otherwise, injuries like this would have left him with lasting damage.

  Took medicine again, it was a spiritual medicine that entered the ranks of goods, even if it was the lowest grade of spiritual medicine, it had an unusual effect.

  Li Chen only felt a coolness at the wound, even a slight numbness and warmth, which was actually comfortable.

  If a pharmacist were to see Li Chen using the spiritual medicine in this way, they would surely be furious and scold him for wasting such precious materials. If he were to refine it into a spiritual elixir instead, its efficacy would likely increase several times over.

  But Li Chen didn't care. First of all, he wouldn't be able to refine the elixir even if he wanted to, and secondly, by that time, he might not even care about these few low-grade spiritual herbs.

  Hmph!

  Tore open his collar, ripped off a piece of cloth to bandage his hand, and then put his backpack on again. Li Chen walked up to the cunning old man.

  "Spare... spare my life!"

  The old man, curled up on the ground, hadn't crawled very far, spitting out bloody foam, his eyes revealing a pleading expression, and the narrow, long eyes had lost their previous cunning and sinister look.

  "What? You also have an eighty-year-old mother at home and a young child waiting to be fed?"

  Li Chen coldly stared at him, bent down to untie his backpack, and then searched his body before stopping.

  Although the other party is hateful, looking at this situation, it's almost a useless person, and may not be able to get out of the mountain range.

  What's more important is that for a dying person like this, Li Chen still couldn't bring himself to do it.

  Immediately, they rummaged through Lao San and Lao Da's backpacks and belongings. Li Chen quickly determined the direction and slipped into the interior of the mountain forest.

  Rustle!

  Just after he left, five young figures approached from a distance, saw the dead body on the ground, and immediately drew out their weapons, cautiously sweeping around.

  "Be careful, judging from their attire, they should be adventurers!"

  A slightly thick voice sounded, but it was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy who cautiously swept his gaze around.

  "Second Master, there's still one alive!"

  After a glance confirmed it was a corpse, suddenly, a clear and crisp silver bell-like voice rang out.

  "Sister, don't touch!"

  The steady young man walked up close, carefully shielding the girl behind him, and bent down to examine the injury of Lao Er on the ground. "Friend, how is it?"

  The old second, in a daze, felt someone patting himself, his eyes suddenly lit up, and the light reflected back and forth intermittently, but ultimately didn't finish speaking, his head tilted to one side and fell silent.

  "Second Master, what did he say?"

  That girl was only about fifteen years old, with a lovely face and figure, wearing a tight-fitting green dress. Although she was not very old, her *** was bulging in front of her chest, and her figure was quite attractive, with a prominent front and back, which was quite eye-catching.

  "It's nothing, people always say some out-of-tune words before they die!"

  Second Master slowly put down Er Niang and sighed.

  "Second Master, I heard him say 'Scarface', he's a murderer and a thief!"

  A tall and thin young man, slightly excited, said with his eyes fixed on the green-clothed girl, his face full of flattering expression.

  "I heard it too!"

  "I also..."

  The other two people saw this and said with unwillingness to show weakness.

  "Murder for treasure? That means there's treasure!"

  The girl's eyes sparkled like stars in the sky when she heard this.

  "Alright, alright, it's getting dark, let's hurry up and bury them so they won't be eaten by wild beasts at night!"

  The second master saw his expression and secretly called it bad, hurriedly changing the subject.

  "Second Master!"

  The girl's face suddenly fell, shaking the second brother's arm, "Look how pitiful they are, not only were they killed and robbed of their treasure, but also left to rot in the wilderness. How despicable is that scar-faced man?"

  "If someone else had encountered it, wouldn't it be even more dangerous?"

  "Now that we know it's dangerous, we shouldn't get involved in this matter. Let them come here, their abilities are absolutely not weak, and even three adventurers aren't a match for them, how can we be?"

  The second master's face sank, and he was not moved by her coquetry at all.

  "Dad always taught us that no matter when and where, we must keep a just heart. If you don't care about this matter, I will!"

  Seeing this, the girl flung her hand and pouted with her tempting small mouth, no longer paying attention to him.

  "Sister, I'll help you!"

  "Sister, I'll help you too!"

  "Junior sister..."

  The other three people, seeing this, could no longer hold back and hurriedly expressed their loyalty.

  "Nonsense!"

  Second Master's eyes twitched, his tone became serious, but looking at Xiaolian's fearless and stubborn appearance, he could only sigh and say, "Alright alright, I'll go with you!"

  "Really?"

  Xiao Lian turned her face back, but couldn't hide the sly smile that flashed at the corner of her mouth.

  "Really, but everything has to be done according to my plan, can't make any rash moves, got it?"

  Second Master nodded heavily and said seriously.

  "Mmm!"

  The little lotus root was pecking away like a small chicken eating millet, rapidly and ceaselessly.

  The three junior brothers exchanged a glance, and without leaving any trace, they slightly raised the corners of their mouths. Under the command of the second senior brother, they dug a hole to bury the corpse.

  After picking up, he followed the second brother's lead, following the invisible path, and walked into the dense forest.

  As the crowd left, as the sky gradually darkened, the dense forest gradually became quiet, and various beasts, birds, and insects that were not seen during the day also began to make waves of chirping sounds.

  Judging from how these young men handled things, they didn't have much experience at all.

  For adventurers, dying in the ancient mountains is a fitting end. If they want to keep their body, they must have their companions carry it out.

  Otherwise, no matter how deep it is buried, it will be dug out of the soil by the ferocious beasts that feed on it.