How can I be the villain's follower

Chapter 110 Zhang Liang: Slow down, don't let him pretend!
Under the huge century-old willow tree.

Dugu Qitian looked calm, glanced at the old man, and saw the injuries accumulated in the old man's body for many years.

This is not hanging, it is purely due to Dugu Qitian's 500 years of rich practice experience.

A great practitioner can tell whether he is practicing correctly or whether there is a problem just by seeing other people's practice and luck.

Dugu Qitian belongs to this level, and he can see at a glance that there is a big problem with the spells practiced by the old man, which caused the old man's injuries.

Perhaps because he was in a slightly better mood, Dugu Qitian said calmly, "The spells you cultivate have serious drawbacks. When you attack, your heart will be damaged. I think your heart beats very irregularly. It should be that your heart has failed to a certain extent, and you will die soon."

The expressions of the old man, Xu Zhixuan, and the strong middle-aged man standing beside him all changed.

"Don't talk nonsense, my grandpa is in good health." Xu Zhixuan originally admired Dugu Qitian, but when he heard him cursing grandpa, her face suddenly turned ugly, her expression was as cold as ice, and she shouted.

"No, what he said is true." The old man stared, as if extremely shocked, took a deep breath, and smiled bitterly, "Zhixuan, grandpa's retirement is actually because his health is not good, and the end is approaching. That's why he returned to Lanjiang City to retire. Grandpa is very happy that you can accompany grandpa."

"Grandpa, you, why didn't you tell me sooner! I'll ask my father to find you the best spiritual doctor, and he will definitely cure you!" Xu Zhixuan said, her eyes turned red when she heard the bad news, and she looked at the old man tearfully.

The old man waved his hand and said: "It's useless, I have seen countless spiritual doctors before, and even Long Chao invited me the legendary divine doctor—Yuan Huazi, but he also said that he could prolong my life by 20 years at most, but it would cost a lot of natural materials and treasures, so I refused."

"This, this..." Xu Zhixuan was in a hurry and didn't know what to do. Suddenly, she saw Dugu Qitian who was standing aside, pretending to be aggressive. Her heart moved, she stepped forward to salute, and begged, "Little brother, since you can see my grandfather's injury, then you should have a way to treat it, right?"

After all, Xu Zhixuan looked at Dugu Qitian with her big, pitiful eyes glistening with tears, and I felt pity.

The old man also turned his head to look at Dugu Qitian, although he thought it was impossible, he also looked at him expectantly.

Dugu Qitian smiled faintly, flipped his hand, and a pitch-black pill appeared in his hand, saying: "Take this little Peiyuan pill, and your condition should be greatly improved."

"Really? Grandpa, try eating it!" Xu Zhixuan said in surprise, her beautiful eyes were curved, and a hint of scheming flashed in her eyes, she took the Xiaopei Yuan Pill with both hands, and quickly brought it to the old man's mouth.

The old man hesitated, opened his mouth slowly, and was about to swallow it.

"slow!"

At this moment, there was a loud shout from the side.

Everyone was stunned, and turned their heads to look, only to see a young foundation-building practitioner striding forward, it was Zhang Liang.

"Student, you are not a spiritual doctor. How could you give this old man a medicine that was randomly refined? If something goes wrong, you will be responsible for it?"

Zhang Liangyi asked politely.

While speaking, the Black Dragon of Good Luck who was connected with each other spit out 10 strands of bad luck towards the Little Peiyuan Pill in Xu Zhixuan's hand. The bad luck was entwined on the Little Peiyuan Pill, making this black pill burst into black flames, which looked terrifying.

Dugu Qitian on the side looked at Zhang Liang very unhappily, and the Qinglong of Luck behind him also kept roaring at the Black Dragon of Luck: "Roar!" as if driving away the Black Dragon of Luck.

"This is the elixir that I made with my own hands. I am fully sure that I can cure him." Dugu Qitian waved his sleeve and said coldly.

This Little Peiyuan Pill is not an ordinary pill, but an elixir that is well-known in the fairy world.

Even a person with only one breath left can survive and live for a few years if he eats it.

Of course, the medicinal materials needed for Xiao Pei Yuan Pill are also extremely precious, and they are basically celestial grasses and celestial roots that can only be produced in the fairy world.

Dugu Qitian is just a weakened version of Xiaopeiyuan Pill based on the formula of Xiaopeiyuan Pill, which is refined with much inferior mortal medicinal materials. The effect is not so strong, but for ordinary people, healing is just easy.

Dugu Qitian originally practiced by refining Xiaopeiyuan Pill, because after he was reborn, he found that his talent was only three spiritual roots, and his physique was not very good, so he needed to improve.

It just so happened that he had refined a lot, and there was a small Peiyuan Pill left over, and he had a good chat with the old man (pretending to be cool), so he gave it to the old man casually.Otherwise, he would not sell even a thousand spirit stones.

Zhang Liang turned his head to look at Xu Zhixuan and the old man, and persuaded him: "You two, don't be fooled. Although he is a student of Lanjiang Academy, his character cannot be guaranteed."

"Especially this old man, who is already weak, what if he gets poisoned after taking this pill?"

Hearing this, Xu Zhixuan's complexion changed slightly, and she also regretted in her heart, "Why didn't I think of this just now? What if Grandpa's condition worsens after eating. I'm so stupid."

Xu Zhixuan also became anxious after hearing about the old man's condition, and went to the doctor in a hurry, otherwise it would be impossible to trust the elixir of a passerby on the roadside.

In fact, this matter itself is extremely unreasonable.

If someone else came over with a black pill and said that it could cure Grandpa Xu Zhixuan's illness, Xu Zhixuan would consider her self-cultivation if she didn't slap him.

But because it was Dugu Qitian who took out the elixir, he is a man of great luck, has the halo of the protagonist, and is born to make passers-by greatly increase his favorability, so Xu Zhixuan directly believed him.

It has to be said that the aura of the protagonist Dugu Qitian is also very strong.

At this moment, the Qinglong of luck showed its power.

Behind Dugu Qitian, the Qinglong of Luck raised its head and spewed out a breath of luck at the old man.

In an instant, the old man felt that Dugu Qitian became very pleasing to the eye, waved his hand, and laughed loudly: "It's nothing, the old man will not have a good life for a few years, I believe this young man."

As he spoke, he opened his mouth and inhaled, and directly sucked the Xiao Peiyuan Pill in Xu Zhixuan's Bainen palm into his mouth, and swallowed it into his stomach.

"Grandpa, how is it? Is it effective?" Xu Zhixuan clasped her hands tightly in front of her plump chest nervously, staring closely at the old man's expression with her big beautiful eyes.

"Absolutely no problem." Dugu Qitian said to himself.

The old man smiled and nodded, "I feel okay..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden pop on the old man.

Everyone's complexion became weird.

Like, did someone fart?
No way, they are all practitioners, who else would fart so unrefinedly?

And, ahem, it seems that this old man farted?
"I..." The old man's complexion was slightly red, and he was embarrassed to explain something, when suddenly there was another pop from behind.

(End of this chapter)