Chapter 768 Husband, I want to practice
When the private school teacher saw them appearing, he couldn't help but frown slightly.
"What's the matter with you?"
Jiang Chuan glanced at the old guy and didn't talk nonsense to him.
"Who killed my son?"
"Hand over the man to me."
"Hmph, who do you think you are? How dare you yell in a place like this."
"He's just a poor boy. If he dies, he will die."
"He can come to a place like this."
"As parents, it's really ridiculous that you want to cling to power in this way."
As soon as Mr. Private School finished speaking, a disdainful voice came from behind him.
"So you are that bastard's family."
"You actually want to cling to our Wu family, and you don't even know what you are."
This harsh voice caught the attention of everyone present.
When the private school teacher saw the person coming, a flattering look appeared on his face.
"Mrs. Wu, why are you here?"
He glanced at the old guy with disdain and threw a small bag of spiritual stones on the ground in front of Jiang Chuan.
"Take it and consider it as buying your son's life."
Wu Wenbin, who was standing beside him, cast doubtful eyes on his mother.
"Mom. Did you give me too much?"
"The last one only had three spirit stones. This time you actually gave me ten."
"Is this poor guy's life so valuable?"
The other children around felt a chill on their backs, their faces turned blue and white, and some were even trembling with fear.
After all, they are just children, and their mental endurance is not as high as imagined.
When Mrs. Wu heard what her son said, her tone suddenly became extremely proud.
"What are you thinking? It's not that their lives have become more valuable, but that our money has become more valuable."
"For us, three pieces of these spiritual stones are no different than ten pieces."
"The lives of these poor people are very cheap."
"I'm right."
His eyes fell on Mr. Private School.
The old man nodded repeatedly, with a flattering expression on his face.
"Mrs. Wu is right, this little bastard shouldn't be here."
"To actually want to cling to the Lord of the City, it's really a shame."
"It was a sign of mercy from the Lord of the City that he didn't kill them all together."
Mrs. Wu's lips curled up slightly and she was very satisfied with this statement.
In the entire Hanwu City, those who dare to oppose them have not yet been born.
His unrelenting gaze fell on Jiang Chuan.
"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you quickly pick up the spirit stone and get out of here?"
As the daughter of the Ding family, Ding Rou's personality is completely different from her name.
The Ding family was originally a wealthy businessman, and there were several practitioners in the family.
He has always had an arrogant and domineering personality since he was a child.
Beating and scolding the maid is as frequent as eating and drinking.
Anyone who dares to disobey her will be severely beaten by him.
The little sisters around him were also flattering in various ways, for fear of offending this one.
But Ding Rou is very good at pretending at certain times.
The weak look during the blind date with City Lord Wu endeared him to the City Lord.
Only then was she lucky enough to become the wife of the city lord.
But behind the scenes, her arrogant and domineering character showed no signs of restraint.
Since giving birth to a child, she has become even more aggressive.
As Hanwucheng grew larger and larger, her character gradually began to expand.
Beating, scolding and killing have become commonplace.
Her son Wu Wenbin also had a distorted personality after seeing her many times.
And this is not the first time he has killed someone.
Last time, a child from an ordinary family came to a private school and was beaten to death with a stool just because he soiled his clothes.
Even the head is deformed.
And his mother spent three spiritual stones to settle that matter.
After the first time, there will be no psychological pressure the second time.
An Xiaofan just wanted to ease the relationship with him, but Wu Wenbin pulled his hair and knocked him to death on the bluestone steps.
The private school teacher on the side could not help but frown again when he saw that the atmosphere at the scene was a bit stiff.
"What are you doing here? Get the spirit stones and get them out of here."
"Poor guys like you are not welcome here."
"That's right, get out of here. I really thought this was a place for poor people like you to come."
Several children also know how to follow the crowd.
They all came forward to ridicule.
An Yimo, who had remained silent from beginning to end, turned to look at Jiang Chuan.
"Husband, I want to practice. I want to kill them with my own hands."
This incident has made her see the reality clearly.
No matter it is the world of cultivation or the secular world, as long as you have no power, power or strength.
will become the target of bullying.
The original idea of escaping reality and thinking that living an ordinary life would avoid those troubles has disappeared.
As for these devils in front of her, she would personally send them on their way to confess to Xiaofan.
Jiang Chuan nodded slightly and pointed between her eyebrows.
The Xuanpin Martial Spirit, which had been exchanged for a blind box, was sent into her body.
From now on, her life will take a different path.
A realm-breaking pill was put into the mouth.
At this moment, the cultivation base directly broke through to the Martial Saint.
for these mere mortals.
The cultivation level of a martial saint is no different from that of an immortal.
Feeling the changes in her body, An Yimo's eyes were cold, and she turned her palm into a knife, slashing across the private school teacher's neck.
A good head rolled down on the desk, and the blood on the neck spurted out like a spring.
Several children nearby were drenched in blood and were immediately frightened and cried loudly.
The private school teacher's dead fish eyes could not be closed until he died.
He never thought that the poor couple in front of him, who looked ordinary, were actually cultivators.
In their mortal city, the status of cultivators is higher than that of many wealthy businessmen.
Among these students present, there are not many whose parents have cultivation.
You tnd said you were a cultivator earlier.
If you had said it earlier, who would dare to touch your son.
Even the city lord would have to give him some face.
Now that he has involved himself, this business is simply a loss.
Ding Rou was startled by this sudden scene, and a trace of panic appeared in her eyes.
But she soon calmed down.
"Hmph, so they are two cultivators. With some mediocre skills, they want to do whatever they want in Hanwu City."
"You are worthy!"
"Come here."
Several subordinates rushed in.
He bowed his hands and saluted.
"Madam, what do you want?"
"Kill that bitch for me."
The guards' eyes met An Yimo's cold eyes, and they couldn't help but be frightened.
"Madam, she is a martial saint. We can't deal with her."
"Only cultivators who have reached the hidden Yuan realm can take her down."
"Waste, useless."
She said this, but she was horrified in her heart.
I didn't expect that such a master would appear in Hanwu City.
She was more or less afraid.
But this is her territory, and there are real cultivators here.
She crushed the talisman for help, and a stream of light shot quickly from a distance and landed steadily beside her.
