Chapter 192: Hostility From the Public

In this inheritance land, spiritual power cannot be used.

No one present said anything more.

It is meaningless to show off one's verbal courage for a while.

"It seems that Chu Ning and Cheng Tiankong still want to get the Rich Monument, and they didn't tell anyone about the Rich Monument on me."

Chu Fengmian thought secretly in his heart.

Now Chu Fengmian has the Rich Monument on him, but everyone present doesn't know.

It seems that Chu Ning and Cheng Tiankong don't want to tell anyone, it seems that they still want to get the Rich Monument on Chu Fengmian.

That's why the news was not spread.

Now with Chu Fengmian's strength, plus the Rich Monument, in this holy land, even if he is not invincible, Chu Fengmian is confident that he can fight anyone and get out of it.

But if the news that the Rich Monument is on Chu Fengmian is really spread, it will be a very troublesome thing.

Because the Rich Monument represents not only the inheritance of the Great Emperor of Richness, but also an extremely powerful Tianji spiritual weapon.

Once the news spreads, there will definitely be endless troubles.

Chu Ning and Cheng Tiankong also wanted to seize the Abundance Monument on Chu Fengmian, which helped Chu Fengmian keep the secret.

"Another person is coming."

Young Master Yan Nan suddenly said.

Another white figure suddenly rushed out of the cave.

Seeing this white figure, Han Yueli hurriedly called out.

"Senior Sister Mo."

At the moment of finishing speaking, Han Yueli also whispered in Chu Fengmian's ear.

"This is Mo Ruoxue, my senior sister, the first person of the younger generation of Hanxue Pavilion."

"Oh? Junior Sister Han, you are here too."

Seeing Han Yueli, the white figure's face was also slightly surprised.

However, when she saw Chu Fengmian standing beside Han Yueli and supporting her, her brows couldn't help but frown, and her eyes showed a bit of hostility, but soon, she calmed down.

This look lasted only a moment, but Chu Fengmian still caught it.

"Does Mo Ruoxue have a grudge against me?"

Chu Fengmian was a little surprised. This should be the first time she met Mo Ruoxue. Why did Mo Ruoxue have hostility towards him?

But even if there was some hostility, Chu Fengmian was not interested in arguing with Mo Ruoxue. As long as she didn't cause trouble for Chu Fengmian, he would not bother to care.

"How could your body be so severely poisoned by the cold?"

Mo Ruoxue observed Han Yueli for a while, and suddenly understood why Han Yueli was supported by Chu Fengmian now.

Han Yueli was now poisoned by the cold and was extremely weak. Without Chu Fengmian's support, I'm afraid it would be very difficult for him to even stand up.

"No wonder you need to rely on the power of others. It turns out that you have been poisoned by such a severe cold. But don't be afraid. When you leave the holy land and return to the sect, there will definitely be a way to cure your cold poison."

Mo Ruoxue said, then looked at Chu Fengmian and spoke calmly.

"Since I'm here, I'll take care of Junior Sister Han, so that no one will take the opportunity to cause trouble."

Mo Ruoxue said indifferently, but from the meaning of her words, there was no hint of gratitude at all.

On the contrary, the last sentence was thorny.

This made Chu Fengmian's face turn colder.

He really had no interest in getting entangled with Mo Ruoxue, but since Mo Ruoxue's words were so thorny, Chu Fengmian was not someone to be trifled with.

"You take care of her? If you take care of her, I'm afraid she won't survive for three days, and will die from the cold entering her body."

Chu Fengmian sneered.

"What qualifications do you have!"

"What? A little guy, you are so arrogant, I don't have the qualifications to take care of her? It's just a mere cold poison, we in Hanxue Pavilion have plenty of ways to deal with it."

Hearing Chu Fengmian's words, Mo Ruoxue looked at Han Yueli and said.

"Come with me, I will take care of you. You don't need to listen to this guy's threats. He just wants to take advantage of this opportunity to get close to you."

"I appreciate your kindness."

Han Yueli glanced at Mo Ruoxue and said.

Although this sentence was not clearly stated, everyone could hear the attitude.

Chu Fengmian was right. He saved Han Yueli's life.

The pills that can suppress the cold poison in Han Yueli's body were all made by Chu Fengmian himself, and within three days, Chu Fengmian must devour the cold poison in her body with sword intent.

If she leaves Chu Fengmian for three days, Han Yueli will definitely die.

"Junior Sister Han, you..."

Mo Ruoxue didn't expect that she would be answered like this. She wanted to continue to say something, but Han Yueli spoke first.

"Thank you for your kindness, Senior Sister."

"Hmph!"

Hearing Han Yueli speak so resolutely, Mo Ruoxue was speechless. She looked at Chu Fengmian and spoke coldly.

"Boy, although I don't know what means you used to make Junior Sister Han believe you, you must understand that Junior Sister Han is not someone you can approach."

"I advise you to leave quickly and obediently, so as not to cause a fatal disaster."

The meaning of this last sentence is a naked threat.

Hearing this, Chu Fengmian's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

He, Chu Fengmian, hated the threats of others the most, but this murderous intent was still suppressed by Chu Fengmian.

"Then don't bother Fairy Mo."

Chu Fengmian spoke calmly, without listening to her words at all.

"Why hasn't this inheritance land been opened yet?"

Young Master Yan Nan spoke, with a bit of impatience in his words.

They have been here for half a day now.

"It should be soon."

Chu Fengmian whispered to himself, and he had noticed that the breath in the mausoleum had disappeared for the most part.

Those people should not be qualified to come to this place of inheritance.

All of them were selected in the dark to come to this place of inheritance.

The assessment of the inheritance of the Great Emperor Fengrao has begun from the moment everyone entered the mausoleum. Those who are not qualified can get some wealth and then leave, just like the stone chambers outside.

And the truly qualified people are now gathered here.

"Boom!"

At the moment when the last warrior's breath disappeared in the mausoleum, a loud noise suddenly sounded.

In front of everyone, a stone bridge suddenly appeared out of thin air, and on this stone bridge, an old man stood on the bridge.

This old man, just by looking at it, can be perceived at a glance as a noble temperament, a kind of founding monarch, the kingly temperament.