I was killed by my relatives, and I am reborn to be ruthless.

Seeing that Xu Chong had already reached the stairs, He Ronger hurried over and grabbed him in time: "We are not buying any pills, why are we joining in the fun? Are you free?"

"Hey, don't you think it's fun to squeeze in with them?"

As soon as Xu Chong finished speaking, he heard a commotion coming from downstairs, accompanied by the shouts of many people.

"Ouch, who stepped on my foot?"

"There's still someone who dares to touch me. Ouch, I'll let you touch me, I'll let you touch me!"

While yelling, the man pushed hard towards the people who were pushing him in front of him, and this collision knocked all the people in front of him to the ground.

"Ouch, you...why are you bumping into people?" The person who was bumped fell on the person behind him, and was pushed away and fell to the ground, with a look of anger on his face.

"Hit you? Humph, you're lucky I didn't kill you."

"Ouch, stop it, ouch, my hand, who stepped on my hand!"

For a moment, the crowd was in chaos.

At this moment, someone shouted from the other side not far away: "There's a thief! A thief stole my bag of spirit stones! Catch him quickly!"

Xu Chong looked at the chaotic crowd below and stopped walking: "Forget it, I'd better watch from here. It would be bad if those people don't have eyes and bump into me."

As he said this, he walked back to his seat, slowly picked up the teacup and took a sip.

He Ronger smiled secretly, but didn't say much.

The two people were leisurely drinking tea upstairs, while the medicine shop downstairs had already started to get busy.

The shopkeeper announced the sales rules as soon as the door opened: "As usual, our store only sells 100 pills made by Master Yuan Liang every day, and each person is limited to buying one. There is no purchase limit for other pills."

When the people queuing at the door heard this, they rushed in as if they were injected with chicken blood.

"Give it to me, I'm the first one in line, give me one!"

"Get out of my way. I'm obviously the first one in line. I started queuing at midnight last night."

"What? You want to fight?"

The two people closest to the door were about to fight. The shopkeeper was sweating, but thinking of the agreement with "Master Yuan Liang", he had to bite the bullet and said, "You all line up. I will give you numbers. Those whose numbers are called can come in and buy medicine!"

After saying that, the shopkeeper quickly turned around and walked into the store, as if he was avoiding the plague god.

He entered the store and immediately called the pharmacist to hand out number plates. Only then was order outside the store temporarily restored.

But the good times didn't last long. Just as the people in front were buying the pills in order, a group of people emerged from the crowd behind them.

Those people were wearing the same dark uniform, and each of them had strange red and blue pictures painted on their faces. A few people in the front led the way, and two people behind them carried a stretcher and squeezed in aggressively.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way! Anyone who stands in the way will die!"

When the people who were originally in the front line heard the voice, they turned back impatiently and were about to curse, but after seeing clearly the clothes of the person who came, they were so scared that they didn't even line up and quickly made way.

He Ronger, who was upstairs, saw this scene and frowned: "Who are those people? It seems that these monks are very afraid of them."

Xu Chong was originally drinking tea with his head down, but when he heard He Ronger ask this, he raised his eyes and looked out the window.

Upon seeing this, his expression immediately changed. He pulled He Rong'er and lowered his head: "Rong girl, these are people from the Wanjing Sect. You must stay away from them when you see them in the future."

"Wanjing Sect? Why haven't I heard of it?"

"That's right, you haven't heard of it. The Wanjing Sect is not an upright sect. Just remember this: stay as far away from them as possible in the future."

He Ronger nodded in agreement, but was still curious about what would happen next.

She secretly raised her head and looked down.

Xu Chong wanted to stop them, but he couldn't suppress his curiosity. So they both leaned over the window, half of their heads exposed, and peeked down.

Many of the people below were afraid of the cruel methods of Wan Jingzong's disciples, so many people who were queuing to buy elixirs automatically gave way.

But there are also some who are not afraid of death. They stand in the queue with their necks stiffened, holding number tags in their hands and continue walking towards the store.

The leading disciple of the Wan Jing Sect walked up quickly, pushing the people in front of him as he walked, "Get out of the way! Can't you see we are disciples of the Wan Jing Sect?"

The several burly monks in the front looked coldly at the people coming behind them, their faces gloomy with displeasure.

"So what if they are from the Wanjing Sect? Can people from the Wanjing Sect just not follow the rules?"

"That's right. We are still members of Mingjian Sect. Aren't we also obediently queuing up to buy elixirs? Wanjing Sect is no longer as powerful as before. Why are you so arrogant?"

"You! How dare you block our way? You are really looking for death!" It was the first time that the disciple of Wan Jingzong was ignored like this. He immediately got angry and raised his hand to attack the two people in front of him.

Fortunately, the shopkeeper who had been hiding in the back spoke up in time to stop them: "Wait, wait, you are all customers of our store, please don't offend the harmony."

The shopkeeper then said to the disciple of Wan Jing Sect: "You see, we are also a small business. If this cultivator wants to buy some elixirs, I will have someone get them for you right away."

When the disciple of Wan Jingzong heard the shopkeeper's wise words, he relaxed his expression.

But the two people in front were unwilling: "No, I don't agree!"

"I don't agree either. I heard that our store only has a fixed amount of 100 pills per day. Shopkeeper, if you sell the pills to them in advance, then the people waiting in line behind you won't be able to buy any. This is not fair!"

After these words were spoken, some monks who were originally afraid of Wan Jingzong in the queue became unhappy.

"Yes, shopkeeper, I just got the number 100 sign, and you sold the pills to them in advance. Didn't I wait in vain? I don't agree with that either!"

The shopkeeper was so anxious that he kept wiping his sweat.

He was in a dilemma. Those monks were his bread and butter, and he couldn't afford to offend them.

But he dared not offend the people of Wan Jing Sect. It was said that those who offended Wan Jing Sect all died miserably without exception.

Just when the shopkeeper was in a dilemma, a beautiful female voice suddenly came out from the crowd: "Shopkeeper, how about I give my place to this senior brother from Wan Jing Sect, so that the people behind me can all buy the elixir, right?"

When everyone heard the sound, they looked over and saw a little girl in red who looked about sixteen or seventeen years old.

At this time, a man who was slightly older than her and dressed in the uniform of a disciple of Mingjian Sect pulled her sleeve with an unhappy look on his face: "Little Junior Sister, what are you doing? They are a cult, don't get involved with them."

The little girl shook her head at her: "Brother, I am doing this to avoid hurting everyone's feelings. We are not in a hurry to use the medicine, but you see some of them are seriously injured. If they can't take the medicine in time, they will die."

The man frowned and wanted to say something, but the little girl had already broken free from his hand and walked forward.