Chapter 102: We are the same kind of people

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Facing Chu Shao, the black-clothed men looked at each other but still tried to remain calm and shouted, "You're just one person, and you're injured. Why should we listen to you?"

"Exactly! Why should we listen to you?"

"Indeed, you shouldn't listen to me."

Although Chu Shao's face was pale, she still had a smile on her lips.

The next moment, her fingers pinched the neck of the black-clothed leader and exerted force.

"Crack!"

The bones in his neck suddenly broke.

The leader of the black-clothed men opened his mouth wide, as if trying to breathe his last breath of fresh air.

Then his head tilted and his broken neck spilled out a lot of blood, and he collapsed on the ground.

For a long time, there was only the sound of the cold wind whistling by the cliff, which made it especially desolate.

Chu Shao stopped smiling and looked at his fingers stained with blood with a hint of disgust.

She whispered, "It's not nice when it's dirty."

"If it's dirty, she won't like it either."

Several black-clothed men saw this scene, trembled, and could only think of one thing in their hearts.

Madman.

This person is a madman!

After killing the leader, Chu Shao let go of his neck.

As if throwing a stone, she elegantly lifted the black-clothed men's blood-stained collar and gently threw him off the cliff.

Chu Shao's voice was still gentle, but there was a rare hint of ruthlessness in her words. "My patience is limited. You all better think quickly."

Blood dripped from her fingertips.

Like raindrops falling along the strings of a piano, even the sound of it hitting the ground was extremely crisp and pleasant.

The black-clothed men saw this, but their faces showed fear, and they kept retreating.

But they also understood that it was too late to escape now.

Chu Shao did not stop them, just smiled and picked up her sword. "If you can't figure it out for a while, I'll help you think."

As they watched Chu Shao approach with her sword step by step, one of the black-clothed men turned pale and finally couldn't help but say, "I'll tell you... I know where the Prince of Yan is." 

 ....

Actually, Xiao Jin also knew where she was - at the bottom of a cliff.

Every protagonist on the path to greatness must experience a rebirth after falling off a cliff, but unfortunately, Xiao Jin was not the protagonist.

She was merely a cannon fodder with a halo.

She did not meet a gray-robed old man to teach her martial arts, nor did she stumble upon a cave full of treasures.

All she got was a free fall and a crazy person attached to her.

Even the only reliable healer, Bai Zhu, disappeared during the fall.

Xiao Jin suspected that she might have fallen elsewhere because she prematurely opened her parachute.

 Xiao Jin confirmed with the system that Bai Zhu was still alive, which temporarily relieved her.

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