บท 1589: Can't 1589 kill you?

Hearing the angry rebukes of a few people, the surrounding crowd also nodded their heads secretly. They had never heard of anyone cursing themselves to be sick. Ling Chuxi's words were not very proper. Even if you could not see it, there was no need to slander others.

"But sect leader Tao, this little girl is indeed powerless to treat your illness. I can't see any clues at all. What do you think I should do?" Ling Chuxi had a helpless look on her face.

"If you can't be cured, then so be it. This old master won't make things difficult for you." "No." Tao Xingzong waved his hand,"but you slandered this old man. You have to give this old man an explanation, right?"

"Sect leader Tao is right, so what explanation should I give you?" Asked Ling Chuxi as she smiled indifferently.