"It's not a big problem." Li Chuan channeled a stream of Lingxi True Qi into Zhou Ruolan, comforting her, "It's a small matter. Oh, this corpse must be cremated as soon as possible, and the Thunderstruck Jujube Wood on its head must not be taken off, it should be burned together."
The few young police officers were also encountering such a scene for the first time, and up till now, their bodies were still trembling.
If not for Li Chuan, this extraordinary man, they would all have been wiped out this time!
Zhou Ruolan had also not yet recovered from her fright. She held tightly onto Li Chuan's hand, her face still showing panic.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Under the nourishment of Li Chuan's Lingxi True Qi, Zhou Ruolan gradually calmed down.
Li Chuan: "Alright, I'll leave things to them here, I'll take you home first."
Seeing Li Chuan and Zhou Ruolan about to leave, a young police officer hurriedly said, "So, Mr. Li, this monster won't come back to life, right?"
