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Chapter 133 Jiang Ping Gifted the Sword and Feng Dan Was Delighted

After Feng Dan fed Jiang Ping the medicine, she took out the medical powder for external application and sprinkled it on Jiang Ping’s wound to stop the bleeding.

After a bottle of powder was sprinkled, there were still many wounds on Jiang Ping’s body that kept bleeding.

Then, she had to take out a few more bottles and carefully applied the medicine on Jiang

Ping.

When the bottles in her hand were empty, Feng Dan’s hand could not stop trembling as she applied the medicine.

She kept sobbing, and her tears fell on Jiang Ping’s body. At this moment, Jiang Ping, who had already recovered some of his spiritual energy, wanted to sit up.

Feng Dan immediately stopped sobbing when she saw this. She wiped her tears and supported Jiang Ping.

Jiang Ping looked at the red-dressed girl in front of him with teary and bloodshot eyes. He asked in puzzlement.

“Miss Feng, are you crying?” “It can’t be. I’m not dead yet.”

When Feng Dan heard this, she stuffed the medicine bottle in her hand to Jiang Ping.

“From the looks of it, you should be able to move. Apply the medicine yourself.”

Then, she turned around and left.

Jiang Ping was a little surprised.

Could it be that this girl likes him?

Then, Jiang Ping, who knew nothing about romance, shook his head.

He took out the medicinal pills that the system had given him and put one in his mouth.

The medicinal pills that the system had given him were very powerful. Originally, Jiang Ping would need at least four hours to recover before he could move. Now, after only fifteen minutes, he could move freely.

Jiang Ping took a fresh set of clothes from his storage space, changed into them, and ate a few medicinal pills.

He stretched his muscles and bones and jumped out from the bottom of the pit.

He took a deep breath and turned his head to look at the corpse at the bottom of the pit.

After thinking for a moment, he reached out and grabbed the thumb ring on Liu Fang’s hand.

This was Liu Fang’s storage space. Now that Liu Fang was dead, the restriction on it was easily lifted by Jiang Ping.

Jiang Ping didn’t even carefully observe what was inside and directly put the ring into his storage space.

Then he walked into the city.

When he reached the city gate, Feng Dan and Zi Yue blocked his way.

Jiang Ping asked, “What’s the meaning of this?”

Feng Dan turned her head and pointed to the side with her chin.

Jiang Ping followed her gaze.

Feng Qingye, Meng Qiang, and He Shiyuan were still unconscious at the side.

Jiang Ping slapped his forehead.

“How could I forget these three?”

Feng Dan asked.

“How are you going to deal with these three people?”

Jiang Ping pinched his chin and pondered.

“Kill them. Leaving them alive is a disaster.”

Feng Dan nodded, then took out the Crimson Cloud Sword and slashed at the three people’s throats.

The Crimson Cloud Sword was indeed an immortal artifact. Even with Feng Dan using it, she could easily kill Feng Qingye and the others.

Although a large part of the reason was that Feng Qingye and the others were unconscious and unable to resist.

Jiang Ping nodded, thanked Feng Dan and Zi Yue, and turned to go home.

Feng Dan immediately called out to Jiang Ping.

Then, she handed the Crimson Cloud Sword to Jiang Ping

Jiang Ping didn’t accept it and said to Feng Dan.

“This sword suits you very well. You should keep it.”

“Oh right, there’s also this.”

After saying that, Jiang Ping took out Liu Fang’s thumb ring from his storage space.

“This is Liu Fang’s storage space. You killed him, so it should belong to you.”

Then, he threw it towards Feng Dan.

Feng Dan subconsciously took the ring, feeling a little flattered.

She quickly rejected Jiang Ping.

“I can’t take this. And this Crimson Cloud Sword, it’s an immortal artifact. If I hold it in my hand, I won’t be able to display its true strength.”

Jiang Ping didn’t waste time with her. He just turned around and waved his hand.

“Then work hard to cultivate until you can truly display its strength.” “And I think that sword suits you well.”

Then, he walked away without turning his head.

Feng Dan was still standing there, stunned.

Zi Yue, who was beside her, teased. “Yo, your sweetheart gave you a gift, and you’re still not happy. What’s wrong with you, Sister Feng?”

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Feng Dan turned her head and pinched Zi Yue’s face.

“You only know how to talk nonsense.” Then, she turned around and walked into the city. However, there was an additional touch of red on her face. Her smile was overflowing, and her eyes were almost closed.

Zi Yue ordered her guards at the city gate to clean up the few corpses and then caught up with Feng Dan.

Her hand rested on Feng Dan’s shoulder.

“Is that Crimson Cloud Sword really an immortal artifact? I haven’t seen it before. Why don’t you let me touch it?”.

Feng Dan put away the Crimson Cloud Sword and turned her head away.

“No!”

Zi Yue smiled. She wasn’t really coveting that immortal artifact. After all, she knew that some things didn’t belong to her. If she got her hands on it, she would be in trouble.

“Yo, I’m your best friend, and you won’t even let me touch it. How dare you deny that you don’t like that guy?”

Feng Dan slapped Zi Yue’s hand off her shoulder.

Then, she strode over.

Zi Yue chased after her, shouting as she walked, asking Feng Dan to wait for her. On the way back home, Jiang Ping had eaten quite a few medicinal pills.

The superficial wounds on his body that could be seen with the naked eye were almost healed.

Only some internal injuries still needed time to recuperate. Now, he looked like he was fine, and his clothes had been changed long ago.

He didn’t want his three daughters to worry about him.

In the hall, the three little girls were sitting on stools next to each other.

Wan’er was sitting at the far end, resting her chin on her hands and leaning against the table.

Her two little feet were swaying casually in the air as they couldn’t reach the ground.

She seemed to have something on her mind.

She asked Lei Jingyun.

“Old Uncle Lei, it’s been so long, so why isn’t my daddy back yet?”

Lei Jingyun was drinking tea at the side. As soon as he opened the lid, he was stunned by Wan’er’s question.

Jiang Ping had been reminding Lei Jingyun and Qiu Chi.

He told the two of them not to tell the three little girls about him risking his life to fight with others.

Therefore, they were always perfunctory.

But now that Wan’er seemed to have noticed something, it wouldn’t be easy to trick her anymore.

Lei Jingyun could not tell Wan’er directly that her father was fighting outside and might have been beaten half to death.

He had no choice but to bite the bullet and say.

“Didn’t I say that the master is catching up with his friends? It’s normal for him to spend more time with them.”

Wan’er raised her hand and wanted to slap the old man who was spouting nonsense again. However, she turned around and looked at her two younger sisters. Then, she lowered her raised hand quietly. She continued to hold her chin with both hands.

Lei Jingyun was glad that he had dodged another disaster, so he quickly drank a mouthful of tea to calm himself down. Yan’er was on the stool, holding a book to revise the knowledge that the teacher had taught her in class. She planned to wait for her father to come back and ask for a compliment from him.

Liu’er had an empty expression. She sat there in a daze, not saying a word, just waiting for her father to come back.

Jiang Ping stepped into the hall with his left foot. Before he could make a sound, the three little girls who heard the footsteps directly jumped down from the stool.

They ran towards Jiang Ping.