Peng Biaobiao gritted his teeth, squeezed out a smile and said to Chen Chuan: "This is what I should do." ”

Chen Chuan pointed to the table beside him, motioned for Peng Biaobiao to sit down, and walked over himself.

In the next half an hour, under the leadership of Liu Sanniang, the four brothers and sisters of the Peng family handed over the tasks they were responsible for.

After listening to Peng Biaobiao's introduction, Chen Chuan also knew how many stores Juxingzhuang had in Beishang City, and clearly understood how many spirit stones Juxingzhuang could earn in Beishang City every month.

"This is the account book of each store, you have to collect spirit stones every night and check the accounts. Peng Biaobiao took out a few account books from his storage bag and handed them to Chen Chuan a little reluctantly.

Chen Chuan took the account book with a light smile and comforted: "When my cousin comes back, I will return these account books to you as they are." ”

"Then it's troublesome Brother Qingchuan, I've worked hard for you in my absence. When Peng Biaobiao heard Chen Chuan's words, his mood was a little more relaxed.

After all the handover matters were completed, Liu Sanniang said to Chen Feng and the four brothers and sisters of the Peng family with a smile: "Lotus Mountain Mountain Hunting, don't work too hard, I hope you can come back safely, I am waiting for the five here." ”

Peng Bang shook his head, and said perfunctorily: "Let's go." ”

Chen Feng glanced at Chen Chuan, glanced at the direction of the back hall, nodded at Liu Sanniang, turned around and stepped out of the North Gate Inn.

"Sister Chen Feng, you wait. Chen Chuan called out Chen Feng and chased him out.

"You take this, be sure to pay attention to safety. Chen Chuan took out a storage bag from his arms, which was the storage bag he had received in the Chen family's scripture pavilion before, and he had always carried it with him.

This storage bag contained the Chen family's best elixir, spirit runes and other cultivation resources.

Chen Feng scanned the storage bag with his divine sense, and after finding the items inside, he immediately waved his hand and said, "This is not good, this is something for you to save your life." ”

Chen Chuan took Chen Feng's arm and forcibly handed the storage bag to Chen Feng: "The spirit stones on my body are enough to buy some spirit runes and spirit pills, so don't worry about me." After saying that, he turned around and walked into the inn.

Chen Feng looked at the storage bag in her hand, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, revealing a smile, she hadn't smiled for a long time.

Peng Mata and a few people passed by Chen Chuan and left the inn, Liu Sanniang nodded at Chen Chuan and went to the second floor of the inn.

has always been concerned about Chen Zhiqian and the two in his heart, Chen Chuan no longer acted pretentiously, and walked directly to the back hall of the inn.

To put it bluntly, the backyard of the inn is the backyard of the inn, which has more than ten rooms, and the general scattered cultivation of Juxingzhuang rests here.

When the cultivators in the courtyard saw Chen Chuan coming, they immediately hugged their fists and greeted each other.

Chen Chuan glanced around the courtyard, locked the room where Chen Zhiqian was at a glance, nodded to the scattered cultivators who greeted him, and he walked directly into the room.

As soon as he stepped into the room, Chen Chuan saw a scene that made him angry, Chen Zhiqian and Chen Zhirui were kneeling on the ground, and the two of them were kneeling to two middle-aged men.

And Chen Zhiqian's face was pale, as if he had been poisoned.

When the two middle-aged men saw Chen Chuan coming in, they immediately hugged their fists respectfully and said, "I've seen Deacon Qingchuan." ”

"What are you doing?" Chen Chuan shouted, followed by his fists.

The aura on both fists surged, and with strong force, it smashed into the two middle-aged men.

This is the Split Bear Fist, Chen Chuan hit the Split Bear Fist with both fists at the same time, and the two middle-aged men didn't have time to dodge at all, so they took a solid punch from Chen Chuan.

"Bang, bang" two loud bangs rang out, and a trail of blood fell from the window.

Hearing such a movement, the cultivators in the courtyard came over one after another, and they rushed into the room and saw a scene that surprised them.

The respected White Tiger brothers were lying on the ground in embarrassment, spitting blood in their mouths.

These were two fourth-level monks in the Qi refining period, and they seemed to have been beaten by Deacon Qingchuan's move, and for a while, these scattered cultivators didn't dare to look at Chen Chuan.

"Deacon Qingchuan, I don't know what happened?" asked one of the White Tiger brothers, swallowing a mouthful of blood with fear in his eyes.

"What did you do to the two of them? Don't you know they're my people?" Chen Chuan's eyes showed a fierce glint and kicked the man in the arm.

The kick was so powerful that everyone heard the sound of broken bones.

After kicking, he hurriedly walked to Chen Zhiqian and Chen Zhirui, squatted down to check Chen Zhiqian's physical condition.

Hearing that Chen Chuan was actually doing this for the sake of the two newcomers, the White Tiger brothers were puzzled, and both spurted out a mouthful of blood, and even the onlookers showed doubts.

Chen Zhiqian, who was pale, looked at Chen Chuan, showed a wry smile, and said weakly: "Poisoned, they should have an antidote." ”

"This is the antidote. The middle-aged man, whose arm was kicked and folded by Chen Chuan, staggered to his feet and took out a porcelain bottle from the storage bag.

Chen Chuan took the porcelain bottle, poured out two pills from it, smelled it, and fed Chen Zhiqian and Chen Zhirui respectively to eat.

While Chen Chuan was feeding the medicine, the White Tiger brothers hurriedly took two elixirs and looked at Chen Chuan vigilantly.

"Send the two of them to my room, and let Squint take care of them. After feeding the antidote, Chen Chuan said to the onlookers.

Hearing Chen Chuan's order, these loose cultivators did not dare to slack off, and immediately went up to pick up Chen Zhiqian and Chen Zhirui and sent them to the second floor of the inn.

Chen Chuan held the porcelain bottle in his hand, the fierce light in his eyes did not dissipate at all, and even bloodshot appeared, and his deep eyes appeared bloody, which looked very scary.

He looked directly at the White Tiger Brothers, his body exuded a powerful aura of spiritual power, and the porcelain bottle in his hand was slowly crushed and turned into powder.

The White Tiger brothers looked nervous, glanced at each other, and released their dantian aura.

They couldn't sit still, if they didn't release their aura, once Chen Chuan made a move, they wouldn't have a chance to fight back at all.

"Deacon Qingchuan, training the newcomers to the loose cultivation, this is our tradition of Juxingzhuang. The White Tiger Brother explained to Chen Chuan while releasing his aura.

"You make them kneel, and that's not going to work. Chen Chuan said very slowly, and walked towards the White Tiger brothers step by step, and a cold murderous aura suddenly appeared.