Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks

Chapter 381: Gathering of the Seven Calabash Brothers?

Gong Wumei saw that Ning Shu was running away, so he roared at Yan Nanzhu, “Scram!” and chased after Ning Shu.

“Gong Wumei, as long as I’m still standing, you should just give up on trying to escape from my hands.” Yan Nanzhu blocked Gong Wumei and the two started fighting again.

However, after running out, Ning Shu ran back in again. When Gong Wumei saw Ning Shu, he shouted coldly, “Hand over the antidote!”

NIng Shu didn’t pay attention to him and instead, turned to look at the wave of people that were flooding into the courtyard. The leading person gnashed his teeth angrily as he looked at Ning Shu. His low voice was filled with hatred as he shouted, “Mu Yanmeng!”

“Prince, how are you? It’s truly such a coincidence. Are you also here to offer incense?” Ning Shu greeted Luo Junyan with a bright smile even as she felt like dying. Why did she end up encountering this guy?

“Mu Yanmeng, this prince will make you wish you had died,” vowed Luo Junyan through gritted teeth.

Ning Shu: …

Currently, Luo Junyan, Yan Nanzhu, and Gong Wumei were in the courtyard. That was three male leads. It couldn’t be that the seven Calabash Brothers were about to gather, right?

Ning Shu glanced at the wall and tried to figure out if she could jump over it.

Yan Nanzhu and Gong Wumei had also stopped fighting. Gong Wumei moved towards Ning Shu, but Yan Nanzhu stopped him, so he coldly mocked Yan Nanzhu, “Did you fall in love with this woman? You shouldn’t forget that she’s the holy maiden of my cult. A martial arts alliance head like you actually fell in love with a member of the Demonic Cult?”

Yan Nanzhu’s expression didn’t change in the least. “My target is you. Once I kill you, I’ll make it so that she can’t harm anyone else.”

“Give me the antidote!” said Gong Wumei coldly. His bloodshot eyes were filled with murderous intent. With his hair fanned out, he seemed like he had just crawled out of hell. His body was surrounded by the unbearable scent of blood and urine.

Ning Shu backed away. What should she do now?

She was still trying to figure out how to escape when more footsteps came from outside. These footsteps were very orderly but also very heavy.

Following that, Situ Qingyu, who was dressed in armor, walked in with a troop of soldiers behind him. The moment Situ Qingyu walked in, Luo Junyan stiffened like a cat whose tail had been stomped on and he bellowed at Situ Qingyu, “What did you come here for?”

Situ Qingyu walked over to Luo Junyan and rubbed his head. His voice was sexy and filled with scorching passion as he said, “I heard that you were going to Xiangguo Temple so I came here to protect you.”

“I don’t need your protection. Situ Qingyu, get out of here!” bellowed Luo Junyan, his face completely red.

“Yes, you don’t need this general’s protection, it’s this general that wants to protect you,” said Situ Qingyu indulgently. His eyes were filled with doting affection and nearly frantic love.

There was strong possessiveness and desire in his eyes as he looked at Luo Junyan, so the atmosphere between them was very strange.

Yan Nanzhu and Gong Wumei had weird looks on their faces when they saw this. Following that, Gong Wumei laughed and said darkly, “So it was men who prefer walking the dry path rather than travel on water.”

Situ Qingyu’s sharp gaze swept over, but when he saw Gong Wumei’s face, he was taken aback for a moment. Following that, he smiled. “You’re not bad either. This general wants to top you.”

Gong Wumei’s facial color immediately turned ashen like he had just swallowed a lump of poop. Situ Qingyu then casually looked at the rest of the faces. When he saw Ning Shu, he gritted his teeth as he growled, “Mu, Yan, Meng!”

Ning Shu felt like crying. What exactly was this? She greeted Situ Qingyu with, “General, long time no see. How’ve you been?”

“Thanks to you, this general is very well. In order to return the favor, this general has decided to torment you for an entire lifetime and allow you to live to a hundred.” Situ Qingyu smiled sinisterly.

Ning Shu: …