CHAPTER 399: CHAPTER 286: IF YOU WANT TO KILL THE DEAN, STEP OVER MY DEAD BODY_3

Leng Qingtao sneered: "A foolish person who’s self-moved by their own idiocy."

Afterward, she took steps forward but suddenly felt her immortal dress snag on something as she passed Chen Changfeng.

Glancing down, the unconscious Chen Changfeng was still clutching her dress.

"With such a tenacious heart, you cannot be left alive." Leng Qingtao felt that if the person before her continued to live, he would surely become a calamity.

She was about to strike down with her palm.

But suddenly, she felt a great terror and immediately retreated some distance.

After she stepped back, looking over again, she noticed a middle-aged man standing next to Chen Changfeng, his head lowered as he looked at the person lying on the ground, and remarked with emotion: "Truly nonsensical."

Gu An felt as if his heart had grown younger.

What nonsense was the other party spouting about trust? When did he ever trust him?

He also didn’t understand how the other had conjured up such thoughts.

In his view, Chen Changfeng owed him nothing, and he had delivered the item to the other party, and thus he considered himself even with him.

This external affair was merely a normal transaction; where was the trust involved?

Would trust employ a bracelet?

Would it seal one’s cultivation?

"I really don’t know who shaped his values." Gu An shook his head and sighed.

"But it’s also good, I’ll just escape in front of him without looking back. He will probably be disappointed," Gu An murmured softly.

Sometimes the person willing to sacrifice may choose to stay behind voluntarily, but if the other escapes without even looking back, there will still be discomfort in his heart.

Like a thorn stuck in there.

He had deliberately escaped just now.

To have the other party fabricate less of the useless stuff.

A transaction is just a transaction; it’s not filled with personal warmth and coldness.

Leng Qingtao watched Gu An warily, somewhat taken aback.

At that moment, a voice descended from the sky.

It was an old crone, carrying some injuries on her body.

"Junior Nephew Ran, why have you not finished here yet?" she said, coughing twice.

Zhang San had escaped, and she could never have anticipated that he possessed such a treasure.

No wonder he dared to confront her directly.

But he wasn’t the only one who suffered; of course, she was affected too.

However, the problem wasn’t significant, she had sensed Fire Phoenix’s Qi, which was why she came over immediately.

Her first glance fell on Chen Changfeng, a person who could match ten others.

Like an extraordinary medicinal herb.

The old crone didn’t pay mind to Gu An but stepped forward, intending to kill the person before her.

Like a whirlwind, she instantly approached Gu An, her body radiating Returning Void Power, intending to crush the person before her with brute force.

However, the moment she drew close to him, suddenly the man who didn’t seem very strong extended his hand.

His hand touched the Returning Void Power; in an instant, the power shattered.

Then his hand grabbed the old crone’s neck, and she, shocked, spurred her Protective Dharma Treasure into action.

A mass of inscrutable Gang Qi suddenly appeared, and with a snap, it crushed the Protective Dharma Treasure.

In the end, the large hand firmly grasped her neck.

A mountainous pressure emerged in an instant.

Snap!

Gurgle!

The hand penetrated the neck, blood spilling from it.

The sudden turn of events filled the old crone with horror.

"You... no, don’t..."

Gu An looked at the person in front of him with cold eyes: "I had no desire to conflict with you all, why did you insist on coming after me?"

"Senior, please spare..."

The old crone’s eyes revealed fear, a great terror growing in her heart. It seemed she had provoked someone she shouldn’t have.

Bang!

Under the witness of Sun and Moon in the same sky, Gu An applied a slight force.

He directly crushed the old crone’s neck.

Tossing her aside like a lump of rotten meat, only then did he raise his head to look toward Leng Qingtao, his voice as indifferent as ever:

"Your turn, Immortal."