One thousand five hundred and ninety-eight: dead end

One thousand five hundred and ninety-eight: dead end

The things he originally planned to keep to deal with Yan Wan were all placed on the side of saving his own life. What's more terrible is that under the ebb and flow of one thing, Yan Wan's strength will definitely grow rapidly.

Advantage.

Liu Xiu had the advantage at first.

Although Yan Wan took the initiative and forced out his strength at the beginning, and they had a fight, and he had to escape with his life because of the reward points, Liu Xiu still had an advantage at this time.

Even in the battle of Hulu Mountain, Liu Xiu even had the intention to set up a plan and scheme against Yan Wang.

However……

Some gaps cannot be bridged by strategy. With absolute strength, you can ignore everything. You can just ignore the plot, trend, layout, conspiracy... just ignore it.

This is not a game, where you have to complete tasks one by one. There are so many things that actors can change in the script, not to mention someone like Yan Wan who is good at taking advantage of situations.

"Damn it!"

Liu Xiu looked at the mission with the word "Failed" and felt aggrieved.

If he successfully completes the mission this time and completes this plot, his strength will be further unlocked. Not to mention returning to his peak period, at least he will definitely be able to cross the threshold of the Nascent Soul Stage.

It's a pity that all of this was shattered by Yan Wan again and again, which made him depressed and wanted to vomit blood.

"Ahem"

He coughed a few times, and his unstable state of mind and emotional ups and downs made his already somewhat irrepressible injuries show signs of recurrence.

Putting away the scroll magic weapon, a white-haired old man looked around and ordered loudly: "The thief is being hunted and will definitely not be able to escape. This place is in a mess. The uninjured disciples are left to clean up the mess, and the injured disciples quickly go back to rest and recuperate."

"yes."

With sparse answers and accompanied by screams that alternated between high and low, these disciples supported each other dejectedly and limped towards their residence.

The woman covered her arm and asked casually: "Go back quickly. You are seriously injured. We just happened to be fighting fiercely. You must have internal injuries when you are suddenly attacked."

Liu Xiu put away his messy thoughts, looked at her left leg that was twisted at a weird angle, and said with a wry smile: "No need to bother, my leg is fine, but you..."

"It's just a skin injury." The woman's delicate eyebrows wrinkled slightly, but she still forced a smile and rejected his kindness.

Liu Xiu recognized this woman. When he first came to Jiangshan Ruhua Sect, she took good care of him, but this time it was hard to leave like this.

After thinking for a moment, Liu Xiu reached out and picked her up. Without giving her a chance to refuse, she strode towards her residence: "Forget it, let me help you go back."

"..."

The woman's face was inexplicably flushed, and she struggled slightly for a few times. After finding that the other party had no intention of letting go, she honestly stopped resisting and pressed her head gently against his chest.

Behind Liu Xiu, an ordinary male disciple was supporting a junior fellow apprentice. His eyes glanced across his back, and the corners of his lips moved slightly, as if he was smiling.

——

inside the house.

Liu Xiu put the woman on the bed, looked at her calf, and asked softly: "Where is the medicine?"

The woman pointed to a certain cabinet and said weakly: "Hey, I put the wound medicine there. I just bought a bottle of meridians nourishing elixir a few days ago. Although it is not very good, junior brother, you can Take it, it will help your injury."

"Thank you very much, Senior Sister."

Liu Xiu responded casually, but didn't feel anything in his heart. In his opinion, with this strength of the other party, could he afford any good pills?

But when he opened the cabinet, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes. This senior sister was still a rich woman. Why didn't he notice it at first?

Thinking of this, Liu Xiu stopped being pretentious. After all, the elixirs really helped him recover from his injuries. Although he also had elixirs, and the quality was not low, there were not many left, so he used one less. It's better to save money.

After carrying the things back to the bed, Liu Xiu squatted down and opened her trouser legs, frowned and carefully inspected the other party's injuries, put his hand on her ankle, and said softly: "Be patient."

While speaking, he suddenly exerted his strength, and with a clicking sound, the broken bones were snapped back by him.

Liu Xiu moved very quickly. When the sound just sounded, he had already opened the medicine bottle, applied a layer of ointment on her legs, and then wrapped the cloth strip.

After doing this, the woman's muffled sound just sounded.

Liu Xiu wiped the sweat from his forehead, picked up the elixir and waved it at her, and said with a smile: "In this case, with senior sister's strength, I'm afraid she will recover soon. Junior brother will go back for now."

The woman nodded her head and responded softly: "Then, be careful about your injuries."

"Sister, just rest in peace." After Liu Xiu said that, he closed the door quietly and left the place.

From the window, the woman looked at his leaving figure, her pretty face changed slightly, and a hint of indifference appeared in her eyebrows: "Fifty thousand profound stones, junior brother, I have no choice but to do so."

Money is a good thing, especially for monks.

Why can the word "struggle" be used to describe monks' cultivation?

The reason is very simple. Wealth, law, and land are indispensable. However, these things are limited after all, and there are endless practitioners, so we can only keep fighting for them.

Especially for people with no background like women, they can rely on sects to obtain spells and exercises, but as for wealth, the importance of wealth is even more unparalleled.

Didn’t you see that the Nascent Soul stage monks, who are considered to be giants in the field, are all giving up their backs for more than a million black stones from Yanwang, let alone a little girl like a woman?

The door opened, and the young man walked over leisurely with his hands behind his back, throwing a storage bag and a medicine bottle to her: "Senior sister, thank you very much for this."

The woman opened the medicine bottle, swallowed the antidote, played with the storage bag in her hand, and said lightly: "If it is true as you said, he may not swallow the pill. I thought you would let me seduce him. , take the elixir here."

"That's not necessary."

The young man...or rather the disguised Yan Wan smiled lightly: "This is too deliberate. With his cautious character, he will definitely notice something wrong."

A person who practices Taoism must be a guy with a firm Taoist heart. How could such a person be seduced by mere beauty? Doing so is counterproductive.

Do you really think this is a TV series?

The sand sculpture fairy king, the god king, the thousand-year-old XXX demon, etc., turn into a licking dog when they see a stupid green tea?

"Senior sister, we're going to take our leave now, and we'll see you again indefinitely." Yan Wan didn't linger when the things were delivered, he waved to her with a smile and disappeared quietly.

Looking at the storage bag, the woman was stunned for a long time, her red lips opened slightly, and she whispered: "Two...monsters."

——

"Liu Xiu, even if you have a trump card, you may not have many more, right?"

Yan Huan came to a secluded place, looked at the distant pavilion, raised the corners of his lips, and suddenly looked around: "Although I don't know which senior it is, this junior needs your help now."

One minute?

It might take a while, but with a ripple in the air, an old man slowly walked out and looked at him in surprise: "How did you guess that?"

"I'm just testing it out." Yan Huan smiled slightly. Naturally, he would not tell the other party. The reason why he knew it was because...the mission was completed.

Mission accomplished, there is only one possibility.

That is, someone passed the news that he had killed Wu Yunjing back. Song Yuan obviously did not have enough time. Apart from this, the only possibility left was this.

The other party was obviously not satisfied with this answer and stared at him with burning eyes.

Yan Wang casually found a reason: "Okay, I am indeed testing. The reason is very simple. This junior is a rare talent in the Demonic Palace. I should not be put in danger anyway."

The old man raised his eyebrows. Although this reason was also a bit nonsense, it was still acceptable. After all, Yan Wan said at the beginning that he was just testing it out.

Yan Wan said seriously: "Senior should know that I want to kill someone."

"Why should I help you?" the old man smiled.

Yan Wan's answer was particularly bachelor: "I don't know."

"..." The two looked at each other, looking at each other, and the atmosphere suddenly fell into unspeakable embarrassment.

Yan Wang spread his hands, gestured, and said, "No matter what I say now, it's just a castle in the air, isn't it?"

The old man thought about it carefully and found Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com and found that this was indeed the case. Although Yan Wan achieved the Golden Elixir in a short time, there was still a gap between him and the Nascent Soul stage. Whatever he said now could only be realized later.

To help or not to help?

There is no doubt that this decision is completely up to him. The former is just a casual decision, while the latter... has no impact.

If there was any harm in insisting, maybe it would be to wait until later and Yan Wan would hold a grudge against it.

In the end, the old man agreed to help. From a long-term perspective, he still didn't want Yan Wan to have a bad impression of him.

Yan Wan said calmly: "Senior, when he sees Liu Xiu taking the elixir, he will destroy his body, but his soul must still be preserved."

The old man glanced at him in surprise and asked, "I remember you wanted to kill him, right? Why are you showing mercy now?"

Yan smiled and complimented: "It's not like I didn't have you here before, so I had to do that, but it's different now."

This time, with the help of a Nascent Soul stage boss, Yan Wan naturally did not need to hide his head and tail. He came directly to Liu Xiu's residence openly and watched his every move quietly through the window.

Liu Xiu, who was in the golden elixir stage, didn't even notice that there were two people outside looking at him. He didn't hesitate too much. After taking out the jade bottle and observing it, he poured it out and swallowed the elixir.

Yan Wang raised the corners of his lips and murmured: "Three, two, one."

puff……

Liu Xiu's complexion changed drastically, and he immediately spurted out a stream of black blood. The skin under his clothes was like wax burned by flames, melting at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"poisonous!!"

His eyes widened, and he tried his best to raise his hand to take out a jade bottle from the storage ring. He tremblingly raised his left hand, whose flesh and blood melted quickly, vaguely revealing pale bones, and tried to uncork the bottle.