Now that you have betrayed the sect, who will still pamper you?.

Chu Yue said to Zhu Yuanlong again:

"Brother Zhu, please watch over them. I'm tired and need to take a rest."

Zhu Yuanlong nodded and said, "Junior sister, please go now."

At the beginning, he was still a little scared when he saw these former senior sisters being bullied like this.

They were afraid that they would not be able to bear the humiliation and would suddenly break the seal and hurt others. They were also afraid that they would be cruel and vengeful and would seek revenge on them after they recovered their cultivation in the future.

Junior Sister Chen deserved the revenge. After all, she had gone too far and deserved to be beaten to death.

But he only cooperated a little. It would be too unfair if he was retaliated by them as well.

But after seeing a lot recently and realizing that several people could only be beaten and could not resist, his mentality quickly changed.

From panic to anxiety, and then to today's gloating and pleasure.

Well played!

Not only had Jiang Han been severely harmed by these people before, but he was also almost killed by these bitches.

If he hadn't been lucky, he would have been killed to death.

Although I can't seek revenge on Jiang Han immediately, and I dare not take any harsh measures against them, it would be nice to collect some interest from them first.

Thinking of this, Zhu Yuanlong sighed, helplessly took out the healing pills, and handed them to several people:

"I'm so sorry for the suffering, Senior Sisters. Junior Sister Chen just has a bad temper. These are the healing pills I asked the sect's pharmacist to make. Take them quickly to heal your wounds. As long as the treatment is timely, there shouldn't be any hidden dangers."

Mo Qiu Shuang took it with gratitude: "Thank you for your help, Junior Brother. These days, we have been very lucky to have received your elixirs. Otherwise, we would have had a much harder time."

"You're welcome. You, the senior sisters, have suffered an unprovoked disaster and shouldn't have to bear such a heavy crime for others.

Unfortunately, I am too insignificant to speak for you now, so I can only temporarily let you suffer."

Zhu Yuanlong's words carried just the right amount of regret and helplessness, and he ended by advising:

"Senior sisters, please don't delay and heal your wounds quickly. The main hall is difficult to take care of. If you are slow, Junior Sister Chen will have to take action."

Several people nodded in agreement, divided the pills and began to heal their wounds. Zhu Yunlong nodded and said:

"I'll go to the front and help you sisters keep an eye on it. You guys should calm down and follow me."

He turned around, and when he reached the corner and hid his body, a silent smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and it became wider and wider.

Of course, he didn't look for this pill on purpose. Junior Sister Chen asked him to do this on purpose in order to prevent several people from being beaten to death.

While severely beating up these bitches, he also gave them hope to torture them.

Junior Sister Chen took the initiative to be the bad guy and asked him to be the good guy, which of course he was willing to do. It was just ridiculous that Mo Qiu Shuang and the others were so stupid that they were fooled by him.

Sometimes he really wondered who the evil one was.

This Junior Sister Chen has a lot of tricks up her sleeve, and her ways of torturing people are endless. She is much more powerful than he was back then.

This is just the beginning, and we don’t know what vicious means will be used next.

At this moment, Zhu Yuanlong's heart moved, and the light curtain in front of him opened automatically, revealing several light patterns of different colors with numbers displayed on them.

After just one look, his expression changed drastically, his eyes gleaming with greed: "Luck Points?? Where... where did all this luck points come from?!!"

Although the total amount of these is only over a hundred points, it is not as much as what I got when I followed Jiang Han and sniffed him secretly before.

But for him now, this is simply a blessing from heaven, it is a life-saving thing.

After following Jiang Han for so long, he tried his best to complete the task, and worked so hard but only got more than 600 points.

Now, these more than one hundred points of luck value are a huge sum of money picked up for free!

"Where did you pick it up? Tell me, where did you get it?"

His eyes were glowing red, and he scanned every corner carefully like a madman, but found nothing.

Just as he was about to look somewhere else, the red light in his eyes gradually turned into gold, and he finally found the source.

"How is it possible? It's them?!"

Zhu Yuanlong's eyes showed horror, which then turned into deeper greed and madness. He just took a quick glance and quickly looked away.

Under the shining golden light in his eyes, strands of spiritual light of various colors appeared above the heads of Mo Qiu Shuang and others. The luck value that had almost hit rock bottom before actually showed signs of recovering.

Although it's not much, it only increases a little every twenty breaths, and not everyone will recover.

For example, Mo Qiushuang has a little more, about three points every twenty breaths, while others have one or more points, and Nangong Li needs fifty breaths to recover one point.

But... this is not right!

As early as when he was still in Lingtian Sect, their luck was disappearing rapidly and they were almost unable to make ends meet.

But now, those disappeared luck values ​​have shown signs of recovery.

Why? On what basis?!

Luck is an illusory divine thing in the world. Unless there is some great opportunity and fortune, it is absolutely impossible to increase suddenly.

Could it be that because they've been with Jiang Han for so long, their luck has also been affected and is starting to recover?

Zhu Yuanlong lowered his eyes and the corners of his mouth gradually turned back.

No matter why they recovered, and no matter what opportunities and fortunes they obtained, as long as they have luck value, they are of great value to him.

Jiang Han's luck is too strong, and he is personally supervised by the Heavenly Dao. He dares not even touch it. He can only complete tasks and occasionally smell a little bit of it carefully.

He didn't even dare to touch the luck of other disciples of the Sword Sect, for fear that someone would notice something was wrong and expose his own existence.

But if it were these bitches who were looking for death, he wouldn't have to worry at all.

No matter how unlucky or miserable they are, no one will speak for them. Instead, everyone will cheer for them crazily.

This is luck value that comes to your doorstep, and it won’t expose your own luck value. Don’t miss it!

If they could generate over a hundred points of luck every day, or even more, then I only needed to deal with them once a day...

No, it only takes two times to squeeze it all out for him to absorb!

Then, he just needs to go somewhere else and get a little more.

In this way, it will only take a few months for him to try to form a pill.

Hehehehe… He is worthy of being the one, a natural born protagonist who can always survive in desperate situations.

Zhu Yuanlong narrowed his eyes, feeling delighted in his heart, and he couldn't wait to get close to it and take a deep breath.

It really is true that there is always a way out. Seeing that he was trapped here with no way to move forward, didn't this opportunity just come to him?

She is truly his good senior sister. Even at this time, she is still thinking about helping him.