Chapter 363
This scene happened too suddenly.

Even though Li Li and Zhou Xiaohuan were close at hand, they never expected such a situation to happen.

Therefore, until the old man fell hard to the ground, the two of them didn't have time to help, but they looked shocked.

what happened?
It's nothing more than a divination!

Li Li was dumbfounded, and his mind was filled with mixed thoughts for a while, and he didn't know what to think.

This person is really Immortal Zhou, the mysterious expert who can tell that Zhang Xiaofan has practiced the five volumes of the heavenly scriptures, wandered around the world, and is at ease in the world of mortals?
Could it be that he is a charlatan who eats and drinks?

Or, he has a serious illness and is about to blackmail himself right now? !
"grandfather!"

Zhou Xiaohuan was just a little girl, she was dazed at first, but seeing the bright red blood was extremely glaring, her grandfather was lying on the ground dying, suddenly lost consciousness, screamed and cried loudly.

The little girl's cry immediately attracted the attention of the people around, and they all stared at Li Li, as if they were watching the excitement.

Li Li was also awakened, knowing that this moment was definitely not a time to doubt the other party's identity, or in other words, Zhou Xian's identity was really nothing to pretend.

It's not the leader of the righteous way, the head of a faction, except for the status of an expert he knows, all the gods in the world are acting like this, and he Zhou Yixian has no special reputation. Girl pretending to be Zhou Xiaohuan?

The most urgent task is to save this old man, no matter what he can't be placed in such a place.

In case of death, Mo Li would not be able to argue, and his conscience would be disturbed.

Thinking of this, he asked softly: "Little girl, don't cry, did your grandpa have any old diseases, or did you have this sudden vomiting of blood before?"

He didn't speak loudly, but he really used the secret method of calming the mind and clearing the mind passed down by Qingyunmen, and he must restore the little girl to her sanity.

When Zhou Xiaohuan heard the words of the handsome young man with a gentle smile in front of him, for some reason, the negative thoughts such as fear and panic in his heart disappeared, and he always felt that he was extremely trustworthy.

Although she is young, she has traveled the rivers and lakes and practiced for a long time, so she cannot be taken lightly by ordinary children, not to mention, she has extraordinary aptitude and intelligence, otherwise she would not be quite accomplished in physiognomy at a young age.

At this time, he woke up, thought for a while, and said: "Grandpa has always been in good health, with flexible legs and feet, and this is the first time I have seen him like this today."

That's weird, could it be because of fortune-telling for me? !
Mo Li was suspicious for a while, but he couldn't make up his mind.

Zhou Yixian is an expert, and it is very possible that he has profound Taoism. This is a hidden plot in the original work, and no one else knows about it. Even Zhou Xiaohuan has been kept in the dark.

However, since this kind of person has never had such a disease, how could he suddenly vomit blood?

Could it be that it was caused by fortune-telling for me?

But it's very good, just looking at his fingerprints, and seeing how he moves, why did he vomit blood?

But right now it's clearly not the time to care about these things, he shouted: "Xiao Er, hurry up and invite the famous doctors in the city to come here, and open another room for me!"

He spent a lot of money, and he had long been regarded as a big benefactor by the waiter in the store. Hearing the words, he immediately responded, and while arranging the store's handymen to invite famous doctors, he rushed to Li Li to lead the way.

Mo Li carried the fainted Zhou Yixian towards the room, and Li Xun had no intention of running away, so he followed Mo Li.

He became a useless person, and his mind was hit hard. Although he was muddled, he still had the idea of ​​what to do in his heart.

What if there is a panacea for his injuries in Fenxiang Valley?What if there is some secret technique that he doesn't know about?
After all, he is the direct disciple of the owner of Fenxiang Valley, with amazing talent and respected status, so he should not be taken lightly.

It is absolutely impossible for him, a mortal who has already lost his morals, to return to Fenxiang Valley across the thousands of mountains and rivers.

Fenxiang Valley is located in the southern border, not only is the road far away, but on this road, there are many poor mountains and rivers. Needless to say, there are monsters and goblins. He has no power to restrain a chicken at the moment. How could he not follow Li Li closely, hoping that Li Li would take him back to the valley safely?
Zhou Yixian is not heavy, even a little light.

In his early years, Mo Li had practiced dragon-elephant Prajna Kungfu and other outer sect skills, and his qi and blood were extremely strong. Later, on the Big Bamboo Peak, he often felled black-joined bamboos and carried stones on his back to exercise his body. He was extremely powerful. Zhou Yixian was extremely relaxed.

A group of people walked towards the guest room, and Zhou Xiaohuan suddenly seemed to remember something, and said, "I know why Grandpa fainted."

"Oh why?"

Mo Li looked at the little girl curiously.

"It's your fate!"

Zhou Xiaohuan said sincerely: "Your fate is vague, and the secrets are obscure. When I calculated it just now, I felt dizzy. Grandpa must have tried his best, and he exhausted too much energy, resulting in this appearance."

My fate is ambiguous, and the secret of heaven is obscure?

Mo Li was surprised, Zhou Xiaohuan was young, but his physiognomy was extremely good, once he met Zhang Xiaofan in the original book, he could tell from his palm prints that his past and future would all be unfortunate.

Therefore, she should not lie.

Li Li thought of Zhou Xiaohuan's performance just now, and the extremely painful look when he was looking for him, and he already believed it in his heart.

"Big brother, you want to buy more precious supplements like ginseng and deer antler for my grandfather, so that he can take good care of him." The little girl raised her face and said seriously.

So, the two of them really didn't lie to me for money?
Li Li heard that Zhou Xiaohuan suddenly wanted to buy expensive medicinal materials, and he was only willing to pay [-] points, but only [-] points remained.

Fortunately, he invited the two of them just to have a good relationship, fortune-telling is only one aspect, now that they are friends, let's see if there is a chance to learn the five-element escape method from Zhou Yixian in the future, this is Qingyun's long-lost life-saving technique.

Just from the last time Mo Li escaped under Shangguan Ce's hand, it can be seen that this kind of Taoism has a miraculous effect on the body protector. .

As for money, Mo Li didn't pay much attention to money.

He smiled, stroked the girl's hair, and said: "Okay, if you are serious, I will buy all the precious medicinal materials from the pharmacy and make supplements with your grandfather."

In the crowd, when Li Li got up, two figures left the table, left the Shanhe Garden, and soon arrived at a secluded place.

The two of them took out a piece of talisman paper as black as ink from their arms, lit it with a torch, and a ray of scarlet brilliance rose suddenly, piercing through the clouds and fog, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

……

More than a hundred miles to the south of Heyang City, there are mountains and mountains.

The burly monk who killed life carefully manipulated the bonfire, but on top of the fire was a roasted hare overflowing with grease.

While he was playing with the rabbit, he secretly looked straight ahead from time to time, his eyes full of fear.

There were the figures of two women, one big and one small.

The older woman was wearing a lavender dress with a light veil covering her face, she couldn't see her face clearly, but the exposed skin was white; the younger woman was only fourteen or fifteen years old, she was dressed in aqua green clothes, she had a beautiful appearance and thin eyebrows. Snow skin, a pair of bright big eyes are extremely agile.

If this scene is seen by others, they will definitely be shocked.

The dignified killing monk, the well-known rising star of the Ghost King Sect, is also considered the number one figure among the descendants of the four major sects. His subordinates have been stained with blood, and now they are afraid of two women.

However, only Monk Slaughter knows how powerful the two women in front of him are. At least his humbleness is not worth mentioning.

Can the hatred of that day be avenged?

The answer is undoubtedly yes.

With the two in front of him, even if they are the elder masters of Taoism, they may not be opponents, let alone a young Qingyun disciple.

Thinking of Yan Hui's death that day, the killing monk felt a burst of resentment in his heart, his eyes darkened as his anger surged up, his whole body vibrated uncontrollably, his throat felt sweet, and he looked at it. It was about to fall to the ground.

hum!
At this moment, a crimson brilliance suddenly flew over. It was an extremely powerful spiritual power. When it entered the body of the killing monk, he only felt a burst of warmth and comfort, as if his whole body was soaked in the hot spring, and the heat seeped into it. In every inch of skin and muscles and bones.

The feeling of blood restlessness disappeared immediately.

It's all that kid's fault!
The Killing Monk frowned, that day the man had two sword lights chasing him and Yan Hui respectively, although he temporarily stopped him with a life-saving ghost and was lucky to escape, but the remaining sword lights pierced into his body and still killed him Seriously injured!
This kind of injury, it is difficult to fully recover in just half a month.

Fortunately, this time, he didn't have to do it.

"Calm down, the injury is not healed, don't get angry." The woman's cold voice came, like the ice and snow of Tianshan Mountain, cold and unpredictable.

The killing monk was shocked, bowed his head and said in a respectful voice: "Yes, Holy Envoy."

At this moment, a stream of blood-colored light in the sky rushed straight towards the three of them with incomparable speed.

Monk Slaughter noticed the streamer, his face brightened, and he said, "Holy envoy, that kid must be here soon!"

After saying that, he stretched out his hand and made a move, a ray of black light flashed, and the blood-colored stream from the sky fell towards him and sank into his body.

The killing monk closed his eyes and felt it carefully, then suddenly opened his eyes and said, "It's a message from the brothers in Heyang City, Holy Envoy, he has arrived in Heyang!"

"Heyang is only a hundred miles away."

The masked woman turned her beautiful eyes and looked to the north. She seemed to vaguely see the seven steep mountains rising from the ground through the clouds!
In other words, it was the figure of a young man in white clothes wielding a sword in high spirits.

"I haven't dealt with Qingyun Sect for hundreds of years, and I don't know if the current Qingyun Sect disciples are still successful." The masked woman said meaningfully.

The killing monk did not answer.

He didn't know how to answer.

After all, the other party killed Yan Hui with a sword, forcing him to flee in a hurry, his cultivation level is really hard to guess.

However, no matter how tall he is, he is still a young man, so he can't be taller than the envoy, right?
Thinking of the powerful methods shown by the woman in front of him to eradicate the enemy for the sect over the years, he couldn't help but feel full of confidence in his heart.

The death of Qingyun disciple is not far away.

……

"Cough cough cough..."

In a guest room in Shanhaiyuan, only a soft cough was heard, and then Zhou Yixian, who was lying on the bed, slowly opened his eyes.

how am i here
He thought blankly, but there were three faces in front of him, one was familiar to him, it was his little granddaughter Xiaohuan, the other was an old man covered in wrinkles, he was very strange, as for the last face Zhang, on the other hand, is a young man with handsome features and extraordinary heroism.

Seeing the third face, a figure of a young Taoist appeared in Zhou Yixian's mind immediately. The Taoist smiled frivolously and brilliantly.

"what!"

Zhou Yixian screamed, hurriedly got up from the bed, and wanted to run away.

"The Taoist priest is just recovering from a serious injury, so it's not advisable to move!"

Mo Li put one hand on the opponent's shoulder, and Zhou Yixian suddenly felt a strange force coming, and immediately fell back on the bed under the pressure of this force, unable to resist at all.

This kid is so powerful!

Zhou Yixian was taken aback, but when he thought of that smiling face, a chill filled his whole body, making him tremble uncontrollably!

"Let me go, let me go, let me go, let me go!"

Zhou Yixian shouted sharply, struggling extremely fiercely.

Zhou Yixian didn't know who the owner of that smiling face was, but after just a glimpse, he felt great fear.

Not facing the fear of life and death.

It was an ant looking up at the sky, only to see a big dragon running across the sky, stretching its scales and armor in fear.

Even if the big dragon didn't notice the ant, or it did, and gave him a friendly smile.

However, ants are ants after all, and Dalong's breath and breath can call wind and rain, easily killing him.

Zhou Zhouxian felt that he was that ant.

The real identity of that smiling face is probably nothing more than a god and Buddha in the sky. This kid from Qingyun Sect is actually connected with such a person. Why don't you let him feel afraid, why don't you want to retreat?
Seeing how vigorously he was struggling, Mo Li shook his head helplessly, and lightly pressed his finger on the sleeping point between his neck. Zhou Yixian, who was so excited just now, immediately passed out again.

"grandfather!"

Zhou Xiaohuan called out worriedly.

"It's okay, just let him sleep quietly for a while."

Mo Li patted Zhou Xiaohuan's shoulder and explained.

He looked at the old man at the side, who was a famous doctor specially invited by Shanhaiyuan's Xiao Er, and asked in puzzlement, "How could this be? It's as if you've lost your mind and lost your mind?"

The doctor shook his head and smiled, and said: "Mr. Xu, the century-old ginseng you bought is too nourishing. This old man couldn't bear it for a while, and just now he is so energetic and struggling like this."

"However, since he has woken up, there is no serious problem. His pulse condition is stable. As long as he rests more and supplements his vitality with some precious medicine and food, he will recover on his own."

"So that's the case, then thank you sir."

Li Li bowed his hand, took out the money and gave the consultation fee, and then sent the doctor away.

He also felt that Zhou Xian was unlikely to have anything to do, after all, he was a mysterious expert, how could he disappear so easily?

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(End of this chapter)

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