Xu Yilin did not come out to see her off in person, but stood on the roof of Xu's inner courtyard, looking at Liu Wuxie's back.
"My child, you have grown up, and you have to walk your own path in the future." After saying that, two tears fell from the corners of Xu Yilin's eyes.
This big man rarely shows such a fragile side in front of outsiders.
When Xu Lingxue left, he acted very calmly. Why did Liu Wuxie leave? He felt as if he had lost something and was in a very low mood.
"Master Liu, wait!"
Crossing two streets, a familiar voice came from behind.
Lei Tao ran over quickly, holding a porcelain bottle in his hand, panting from exhaustion.
"Fortunately, I'm not too late. This is what the Pavilion Master asked me to give you. He refined it for several days and finally refined ten golden elixirs. I want you to take these with you in case you don't need them." Wan handed the porcelain bottle to Liu Wuxie's hand.
Although there are no pill lines on the ten golden elixirs, they are all round, and each one represents Bi Gongyu's hard work.
During these five days, Bi Gongyu worked hard to refine the elixir, especially the golden elixir. He tried it more than a dozen times and finally got the trick.
"Thank you Pavilion Master for me!" Liu Wuxie was not polite, put away the porcelain bottle, hugged Lei Tao's fists, and rushed towards the city gate.
Passing through the city gate and facing the rising sun, Liu Wuxie strode forward.
What is waiting for him ahead?
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One day later!
In an unknown town, Liu Wuxie found a restaurant and walked in. After a day's journey, she was really thirsty and hungry.
Liu Wuxie didn't know whether the Xue family would set an ambush on the road, but it was better to be careful. All the roads were on official roads, and they rarely traveled at night.
Before Liu Wuxie sat down, the waiter ran up to him and said, "Sir, what do you want?" The waiter was very enthusiastic. He had a white towel on his left shoulder, which was stained with oil.
The town is not big, there is only this restaurant, Liu Wuxie has no other choice, as long as he can eat enough, he doesn't care too much.
"Just pick me a few simple things and bring them up, I have to be on my way!"
After saying that, he sat down and put everything he had with him in the storage bag.
The waiter was busy, and Liu Wuxie looked around.
It is said to be a restaurant, but in fact it only has one room with four or five tables.
On the table to his right, there was a man and a woman sitting, like a husband and wife, they were both very old. The man was complaining about the woman, saying that she walked too slowly, while the woman was crying.
On the left are three ordinary people, looking like farmers. Next to them, there is a handle for planting crops.
At a table in the back, there was a young man sitting. His clothes were relatively clean. He looked like he was on his way, but he didn't look like that because his shoes were very clean.
It was such a strange scene, the farmers were chatting about this year's harvest, while the couple were mumbling.
It didn't take long.
The waiter held the plate and brought out three kinds of stir-fried vegetables, which were hot, as well as a pot of wine and a bowl of soft, glutinous and delicious fragrant rice made from spiritual rice. They were placed in front of Liu Wuxie, which whetted the appetite.
This is not ordinary rice, but spiritual rice, which is watered with spiritual rain. It contains extremely strong spirituality. If a monk eats it, it will not only strengthen his body, but also extend his life.
"Sir, please take your time!" After putting down the food and wine, the waiter quickly retreated.
Picking up the wine cup and filling it up gently, he picked up the cup on the table and admired the wine that was about to overflow. A cold smile appeared on Liu Wuxie's lips.
The strange thing is that the moment Liu Wuxie picked up the wine glass, the restaurant suddenly became quiet.
The middle-aged couple stopped complaining, the farmers stopped chatting, and even the young man in white behind him moved his shoulders slightly.
None of this escaped Liu Wuxie's eyes and ears, and the expressions of each of them could be seen clearly.
The wine glass was put to his mouth, but he didn't drink it.
The three farmers on the left seemed a little impatient, and continued chatting, some of them speaking carelessly, trying to get rid of each other's problems.
The middle-aged couple on the right began to complain to each other again, just about trivial matters.
The young man in white clothes behind him suddenly lowered his right hand and placed it on the inside side. Liu Wuxie could not see the specific situation, but he could still tell it by moving his shoulders slightly.
He picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.
"Good wine!" He put down his glass and drank loudly.
"Well, Liu Wuxie, you finally fell into our hands!"
The middle-aged couple on the right jumped up with a whoosh, pulled out two long knives from under the table, and went straight towards Liu Wuxie, but did not take action.
Liu Wuxie stood three meters away, the long knife in his hand shining brightly, which was a bit dazzling under the sunlight.
"Don't be stunned, let's all stand up together!" Liu Wuxie gently put down his wine glass and said to the three farmers on the left and the young man in white behind him.
Tell them to stop pretending and stand up quickly.
"How did you know we were in the same group!" The three farmers stood up, with ferocious expressions on their faces.
From the dealer's handle, he pulled out all kinds of weird weapons and guarded the exit to prevent Liu Wuxie from escaping.
The young man in white clothes behind him slowly stood up and pulled out a three-foot Qingfeng from under the table. Not everyone has a storage bag. Many times, things still need to be carried around.
"Are you from the Xue family or from the City Lord's Mansion?" Liu Wuxie glanced around and focused on the middle-aged couple.
The two of them are the leaders, the strongest and the oldest.
"Boy, ask again when you get to the underworld. You won't have a chance to find out." The middle-aged man said sinisterly, with a cruel smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.
The three farmers laughed together, and the young man in white behind him had no expression on his face.
They were approaching step by step with weapons in hand, but they didn't dare to take action rashly, as if they were waiting for something.
"You think this little bit of poison can kill me, you underestimate me." Liu Wuxie picked up the wine glass, looking harmless, with a smile on his face.
The smiles on the middle-aged couple's faces suddenly froze, and their expressions became a little stiff. How did Liu Wuxie know that the wine was poisonous.
Not only was the wine poisonous, but the vegetables were also poisonous. The spiritual rice was also poisonous. Poison was added to everything. Liu Wuxie would be poisoned whether he drank alcohol or ate vegetables.
"You...how do you know the wine is poisonous!" The middle-aged man was a little nervous.
They knew Liu Wuxie's abilities very well. With the strength of just a few of them, it would be difficult to kill Liu Wuxie, and they could only use poison.
The three farmers clenched their weapons, with unnatural expressions on their faces.
"Don't worry, this is the gong dispersing liquid that I carefully prepared. Even if you swallow it in the spirit-cleansing realm, your whole body will be weak and your gong power will dissipate before you have a cup of tea." The young man in white behind him said coldly.
The name sounds quite deceptive. As for the effect, I don’t know yet. It’s not yet time for a cup of tea.
Liu Wuxie was still pouring herself a drink. She picked up a piece of cooked meat and put it in her mouth. She ate it with gusto and didn't even have the intention to stand up.
The six of them were standing around like this.
The waiter stood in the distance with a kitchen knife in his hand, waiting for an opportunity.
After having enough wine and food, Liu Wuxie patted her belly, burped, and then stood up lazily.
"Bo Yun, what's going on?" the middle-aged man asked the young man in white.
It's been a cup of tea, and Liu Wuxie doesn't seem to have changed much. He's still lively and energetic, but things are a little weird.
"He is putting on airs, deliberately pretending to be okay, and trying to fool him. We must not take it lightly." The young man named Bai Yun believed that Liu Wuxie was at the end of his tether.
Deliberately pretending to be okay, his anger has long since dissipated.
Among the food and drinks, he had poured a whole bottle of power dispersing liquid. Even a spirit-cleansing monster would have collapsed by now.
"What are you still doing? If you don't take action, I'm leaving!"
Liu Wuxie was too lazy to talk nonsense with them, so he took action when it was time to take action.
After speaking, he actually walked outside. Three farmers stopped him immediately, preventing Liu Wuxie from leaving.
"Lao Liu, take action and see if his true energy has dissipated!" the middle-aged man ordered.
The man named Lao Liu came out with a sickle for chopping wood in his hand. He pulled it out from behind and slashed at Liu Wuxie's head.
If this is hit, the head will not fall off, and the neck will be cut.
The moment he struck out, it was like a thunderous move, leaving Liu Wuxie no chance to counterattack.
When a warrior loses his true energy, he is no different from an ordinary person. Even if he is in the acquired realm, he can easily kill Liu Wuxie.
The scythe made a rapid sound as it cut through the air, reaching a distance of about three meters in the blink of an eye.
Lao Liu's strength is not low, but at the fifth level of the Spirit Cleansing Realm, he is one of the best in Canglan City.
If the Xue family wants to kill him, it is impossible to send someone from the Spirit Cleansing Realm, at least someone who is strong in the Marrow Cleansing Realm.
Therefore, Liu Wuxie guessed that these people were not sent by the Xue family, but other enemies who wanted to kill him.
Who it is is not yet known.
Getting closer and closer, Liu Wuxie already felt the biting chill, but still stood there without moving.
A smile finally appeared on the middle-aged man's lips. It was certain that all Liu Wuxie's energy had disappeared, and his appearance just now was indeed pretentious.
The young man in white behind him put away his three-foot green blade. It was not his turn to take action. Liu Wuxie would soon die under the sickle.
The sickle was in Liu Wuxie's eyes, dilating little by little. His pupils suddenly shrank, and he pressed his right hand on the storage bag.
A ray of terrifying cold light burst out from the storage bag.
The dagger has long been unable to be held down, and is waiting to be unsheathed at any time.
The cold light disappeared in a flash, as if it had never appeared before. It was so fast that people couldn't even blink to see it.
The man named Lao Liu suddenly froze, as if someone had cast a magic hold on him, and remained motionless.
The sickle in his hand still maintained the striking posture, why did it stop?
"Lao Liu, what's going on?" the middle-aged man asked.
No one present could clearly see the trajectory of Liu Wuxie's sword, but felt a bright light flash in front of their eyes, which was nothing unusual.
"Tick-tock-tock..."
Drops of blood flowed down Lao Liu's neck, dripping onto the old wooden floor and turning into strange blood flowers.
Lao Liu wanted to say something, but couldn't utter a word. His Adam's apple was completely cut off by Liu Wuxie's short knife, and he became mute.
The middle-aged couple looked at each other and saw a hint of fear in each other's eyes as to what had happened.
"You...you weren't poisoned!"
It had been more than a cup of tea, but Liu Wuxie was still very active, and he killed Lao Liu with one strike. There was only one possibility, the powdered power liquid was of no use to him.
