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

The moment He Ronger heard the girl's voice, she felt disgusted.

This person was none other than her vicious sister He Lian'er.

He Ronger kept staring at He Lianer from upstairs, watching her slowly walk out of the crowd and finally stop in front of the Wan Jingzong disciple.

She smiled at the man first, then took out her number plate and handed it to the shopkeeper: "This is my number plate, you can use it to get medicine for this senior brother."

The shopkeeper felt as if he had been granted amnesty. He quickly took the sign and called the medicine boy behind him to get the pills.

But he was stopped by the Wan Jing Sect disciple: "Wait, I don't want one pill, I want ten! Our senior brother is seriously injured, one pill will not work at all."

When he said this, everyone present was stunned.

Even He Lian'er's expression turned ugly.

She only had one number plate, and if it wasn't for the desire to gain a good reputation in front of everyone and to establish good relations with the people of Wan Jing Sect, she would not have given up a pill from Master Yuan Liang.

At this time, the male disciple who came out with He Lian'er also had a dark face.

He pointed at the disciple of Wan Jing Zong and said, "Don't push your luck. Everyone knows that this medicine shop only allows one pill per person. You actually asked for ten pills. Isn't this a clear violation of the rules?"

"Humph, who are you? How can you interfere in the affairs of our Wanjing Sect?"

As he spoke, he grabbed the finger of the Mingjian Sect disciple and twisted it back with force. With a "crack" sound, the finger broke.

"Ah! My hand!" the man cried out in pain.

"Senior Brother Yao, are you okay?" He Lian'er quickly supported him and asked nervously.

She had just been released from the back mountain by her master a few days ago, and today she was planning to go down the mountain for a stroll, but she didn't expect to meet Senior Brother Yao halfway.

If Senior Brother Yao got injured because of her, how would he explain to Master when he returned?

What’s worse is that she has been facing the wall in the back mountain for ten years and doesn’t want to go back anymore.

"Junior sister, my hand...my fingers are broken..." Yao Chuan's forehead was sweating from the pain, and he cried as he looked at his completely broken fingers.

If he had known that this would happen today, he would never have stepped forward.

"Brother, wait a minute. I have some bone-repairing pills here. I'll find them for you." He Lian'er quickly lowered her head and rummaged through the storage bag.

When the Wan Jingzong disciples standing nearby heard the words "bone-repairing pill", they all looked at He Lian'er with shining eyes.

"Little girl, you said you have bone-renewing pills? Is that true?"

He Lian'er's hand paused as she touched the pill bottle, raised her head and looked at the Wan Jing Sect disciples in front of her: "Yes. But I only have one pill, you hurt my senior brother, I must give it to him."

As she spoke, she took out the medicine bottle and was about to pour out the pills.

"Wait! Our senior brother is seriously injured and has a broken sternum. He urgently needs your bone-repairing pill. If you are willing to give the pill to us, I, Kuang Ce, will agree to one condition from you in the future. How about it?"

He Lian'er hesitated.

At this time, Yao Chuan was anxious. He shouted, "Junior sister, I am your senior brother. If you don't help me, I will tell Master that you are colluding with the evil cult! Don't forget, my fingers are like this because I speak for you."

Disgust flashed in He Lian'er's eyes, but she quickly hid it. She turned back to look at Yao Chuan and said, "Brother, your broken finger won't affect anything. Why don't you give this pill to that brother? He's almost dying."

She frowned and looked at the man on the stretcher with a look of pity on her face.

When the other people present saw this scene, they just wanted to curse.

This little girl really can't tell good from evil.

If her senior brother hadn't spoken up for her, would he have had his fingers broken?

Now, instead of saving her own people, she feels sorry for those disciples of the evil cult.

Hasn't she heard a saying?

Kindness to one's enemies is cruelty to oneself.

If bad people are not eliminated, good people will suffer.

But although the others thought so, facing the eager eyes of several disciples of Wan Jingzong, they did not dare to say a word.

When He Ronger, who was in the attic on the second floor, heard this, she laughed sarcastically in her heart.

He Lian'er's train of thought is still as unusual as ever.

She must have her own purpose in helping the Wanjing Sect's people. But didn't she ever think about how others would look at her in the future if she helped them in front of so many spiritual world cultivators?

At this time, Xu Chong on the side had been amused by He Lian'er's behavior. After trying to hold it in for a long time, he finally couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing.

The originally noisy street below was silent at this moment, so Xu Chong's laughter immediately attracted the attention of many people below.

The mental strength of the Wan Jing Sect members was much stronger than that of ordinary people. They looked up and accurately found the direction where the sound came from.

The leading Wan Jingzong disciple pointed at the exposed heads of Xu Chong and He Ronger and shouted, "How dare you peek from up there! Hurry and get off now!"

Upon hearing this, everyone else looked over.

The shopkeeper was almost frightened to death at this time. He was trembling all over and looked up.

However, because He Ronger had taken the Shape-Change Pill every time she sold pills before, he did not recognize He Ronger's identity.

He Lian'er also raised her head and looked over. When she saw He Rong'er's face clearly, she recognized her at a glance. Hatred flashed in her eyes, and then a calculating smile flashed across her eyes.

"Sister, you are here too. That's great. Don't you have bone-repairing pills? Otherwise, why don't you give your pills to this senior brother?"

He Lian'er deliberately raised her voice a few decibels so that everyone present could hear it clearly.

He Ronger frowned.

She did have the bone-replenishing pill, but how did He Lian'er know about it?

Could it be that He Lian'er has had a team of spies following her for the past ten years?

While she was thinking, several disciples of Wan Jing Sect had received orders and were walking towards this side, and it seemed that they were coming with ill intentions.

He Ronger knew that she couldn't hide today, so she had to wink at Xu Chong, and then the two of them took the initiative to go downstairs from the attic.

As soon as she went downstairs, He Ronger glanced at the man on the stretcher not far away from her.

His face was pale, and it looked like he had lost too much blood. Although he was lying flat, his clothes were a little saggy on his chest, and it looked like he had been seriously injured, with a broken sternum.

She calmly walked up to He Lian'er, stared at her with a pair of cold eyes and said, "He Lian'er, after ten years, you still seem to like showing off in front of others."

He Lian'er showed displeasure when she heard this, but it was soon replaced by a pitiful expression: "Sister, what are you talking about? I just thought that helping one person would be a good deed, but now I only have one bone-repairing pill. I wonder if you can help that senior brother from the Wan Jing Sect?"

"I'm not a disciple of Wan Jing Sect, why should I save them?" He Ronger asked directly.