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Bai Fuling followed Qinghe and hid from place to place. She didn't know how many days had passed. Every day she was either being hunted or on her way to fight back.

Now Bai Fuling finally understood what Qinghe meant by fighting back every moment.

Qinghe hid in a cave this time. He used the earth spiritual power to change the layout of the cave and even placed a fire crystal mine in the cave.

The fire crystal ore was found from someone else's storage bag. After all, Qinghe had killed so many people, so he could be considered to have some wealth.

With the fire crystal ore, the cave was equivalent to having underground fire. Qinghe struck while the iron was hot and got a furnace, and built a refining room with his own hands.

However, not long after the refining room was built, someone came looking.

"Here, I detected his scent here." Someone shouted outside the cave.

"Let's go in and kill him!" everyone shouted.

So a group of people swarmed forward. Facing the siege of the crowd, the protective shield outside the cave was as fragile as paper and was broken by a slight poke.

So more than twenty people rushed into the cave in a mighty manner. At this time in the cave, Qinghe had already started refining weapons.

In one hand he held a pair of pliers with a red-hot piece of metal between them, and in the other hand he held a sledgehammer. Because he was next to the stove, the firelight shone on his face, making the wound on his face look even more hideous and terrifying.

Because these people have been chasing him, even though he has the herbs, he has no time to have people make pills. His wounds are still festering until now.

If Qinghe hadn't used spiritual power to suppress it every day, his face would probably not be just festering.

Bai Fuling was extremely anxious when she heard the noisy noise outside.

"Brother, the fire has reached our doorstep. Can't we solve the problem first and then refine the weapon later?"

Seeing him kill people every day, Bai Fuling has become immune to it. Even when danger comes, she subconsciously kills Qinghe back.

But Qinghe was as steady as an old dog at this moment, while Bai Fuling was jumping up and down anxiously, which really proved the saying that the emperor is not anxious, but the eunuchs are.

Bai Fuling didn't believe that Qinghe had such good ears that he couldn't hear someone chasing him outside.

But how could he still refine the weapon so calmly?

This mentality can't be learned. It can't be learned.

Soon, the people who came in heard the hammering sounds coming from the refining room and walked towards this side vigilantly.

Qinghe didn't even look up at them until all these people gathered in the refining room.

Bai Fuling was so anxious that she almost went crazy. If she couldn't touch Qinghe, she would have really shaken Qinghe's arm off.

"Brother! Brother Qinghe! Look up! The enemy is right in front of us..."

Bai Fuling circled in front of Qinghe, trying to wake him up, but she couldn't touch him. Qinghe seemed to be so absorbed in refining his weapon that he had lost himself in oblivion and had no perception of the outside world.

As it turned out, Bai Fuling was indeed worrying too much.

When those people attacked Qinghe, he could deal with them easily and continue forging weapons at the same time.

Even when someone raised a sword and stabbed at him, he easily clamped the sword with pliers and dragged the sword into the furnace, which immediately burst into flames.

"My sword!" the man shouted and came over.

Qinghe tilted his head, and a silver needle flew over his head and pierced the man's palm.

Before the bright red blood fell to the ground, Qinghe used the blood-drawing spell to melt the man's blood into the furnace.

After the stove lid was closed, Qinghe continued to forge his weapons as if nothing had happened.

The man lost his sword and Qinghe took his blood. He took a few steps back in fear. But when he saw so many people behind him, he regained his courage. He took out a short sword from his storage bag and called on everyone to attack together.

"Everyone, come together! If we hand him over to Elder Ming, we will have made a great contribution!"

Qing He seemed to be at odds with him. He would just casually fight with others, dodging whenever he could, and only attacking when he couldn't. But for that person, Qing He would do everything he could to chase and beat him.

About a quarter of an hour later, the stove lid was opened. The moment the lid was opened, a crystal flew out of the stove.

Qinghe made a hand gesture, and the crystal fell steadily on Qinghe's unfinished magic weapon. Qinghe melted the crystal into his unfinished magic weapon, and instantly an extra gem appeared on the magic weapon.

The magic weapon was completed, and suddenly thunder was heard in the sky. Qinghe flew out of the refining room and ran out of the cave.

Bai Fuling didn't have time to react, and Qinghe and everyone else in the cave ran out.

Somehow there were so many people in the cave just now, but they all left in a flash. Bai Fuling was confused.

When Bai Fuling followed out, she saw Qinghe standing under the thundercloud with a scimitar in his hand.

The purple thundercloud was like a giant beast, making everyone afraid to get close to Qinghe.

I was afraid that I would be torn to pieces by the thunderclouds if I wasn't careful.

This guy is not going to use the thunderclouds to cheat people again, Bai Fuling thought subconsciously.

It’s no wonder Bai Fuling thinks this way. Judging from Qinghe’s experience of killing others in recent days, Qinghe really makes use of all the resources around him.

There were several times when Bai Fuling thought Qinghe would not survive, but he took advantage of the environment, other people's psychology, other people's magic weapons, and even the birds, monsters and passers-by that suddenly appeared could become his tools.

In fact, it was just as Bai Fuling thought. Qinghe used the thundercloud to forge the magic weapon, and then contracted the magic weapon the next moment after it was forged.

So the thunderclouds that had just dispersed gathered together again.

"Thundercloud, it's thundercloud again! He is going to go through a thunder tribulation!" someone exclaimed.

"Quick, retreat, retreat far away! Don't get contaminated by his thunder tribulation!"

So everyone immediately kept a distance from Qinghe, for fear of accidentally getting caught in someone else's thunder tribulation, which would double the power and implicate them as well.

But Qinghe would never let them have their way. He would lead Jieyun to where there were more people.

This caused the group of people to flee in all directions like frightened birds.

Because Qinghe deliberately let others be affected by his thunder tribulation, his original twelve thunder tribulations were reduced to seventy-two strikes, and several people were knocked unconscious by the thunder.

Qinghe raised his head, not afraid of the thunder at all, and allowed the lightning bolts as thick as his forearms to strike his body and face.

He wouldn't be letting the lightning strike his face on purpose, right? Otherwise, why would he keep tilting his head back to get struck by lightning?

Could it be possible that two more strikes from the thunder would be enough to heal the wound on his face?

Bai Fuling stood aside and watched Qinghe being struck by lightning, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Seventy-two heavenly thunders struck Qinghe, and he was chopped into charcoal alive.

Bai Fuling's heart was in her throat. Could it be that he had gone too far?

Everyone called Qinghe for a long time but he didn't move, so they all surrounded him cautiously.

The leader deliberately kicked Qinghe twice, and when he saw that Qinghe didn't react, he immediately laughed in ecstasy.

"He's dead! He's dead! He was struck to death by lightning! Hahahaha..."

His laughter immediately made others relax their guard.

"Come. Let's divide his body. Elder Ming said that whoever kills him will get a reward. Now he has been killed by lightning. We might as well divide his body so that we can all go back and claim the reward."

"Yes, divide his body!"

This proposal was immediately approved by others.

Bai Fuling was so anxious that she ran over and yelled at Qinghe.

"Hey! Brother Qinghe, wake up! You are not really out of control this time! If you still have a breath, get up quickly! Otherwise, you will be torn into pieces!"