poor mechanic

Hearing this, he quickly nodded and promised not to spread the word.

Seeing Liu Xiang's solemn promise, Zhu Laixin spoke out.

"That old man is selling fake medicine..."

"what!"

"Void...

Keep your voice down, have you forgotten the promise you just gave me? Listen to me first. "

Zhu Laixin immediately stopped Liu Xiang and reminded him not to forget his promise.

Liu Xiang's heart felt so cold now that he suddenly understood everything.

Next, he listened patiently to Zhu Laixin's explanation.

"That old man is selling fake medicine, I took you there purely for acting.

As a result, the last time you came, you almost ruined someone else's good deeds.

But fortunately, your knife is really good, and in the end, it accidentally helped to create a good show. "

When Zhu Laixin said this, he turned around and looked around and continued.

"I'm giving you a low-grade spiritual stone. It's worth buying your knife, and you won't suffer any loss.

The two bottles of medicinal powder are not useless at all. They are just ordinary gold wound medicine, which is still effective in healing wounds.

It's just that it's not as outrageous as the acting. "

When Liu Xiang heard this, she felt a little better.

I used to be like a fool, too beautiful to talk about anything, but now that I think about it, I feel so stupid and naive.

The old man had some conscience and gave him a piece of spiritual stone as compensation, which was not considered a loss.

The most important thing is that this gave Liu Xiang a bloody experiential education lesson.

Suddenly, Liu Xiang remembered another thing.

"Are the injuries on that big man's arm also fake?"

"The injury is real, and the bottle of medicinal powder the old man took is also real, but only that bottle is real."

Liu Xiang's eyes lit up when he heard this.

"So, is there really a magic medicine that can quickly heal wounds?"

Zhu Laixin rolled his eyes at Liu Xiang and said.

"Of course there is, but that kind of elixir is very expensive, and few people in our wilderness can refine it.

They were all obtained from the Eastern Territory human race.

By the way, didn't you say before that there is a pill with the same effect?

Do you have any more? Take it out and take a look. "

Liu Xiang's scar was uncovered by Zhu Laixin, with an embarrassed expression on his face.

"Hey, that's just one. I used it when saving people."

Seeing Liu Xiang's expression, Zhu Laixin couldn't continue to provoke him, so he changed the subject.

“You said you would build me a weapon like yours later, but don’t forget it.

My father told me that your blacksmith skills are indeed good, and..."

"who!"

Zhu Laixin was interrupted by a loud shout in the middle of his words.

The two of them looked in the direction of the sound.

The voice came from the second elder. He already had a scimitar in his hand and looked ahead warily.

Zhu Lailin also woke up from his drowsiness and stood next to the second elder with a spear.

Sanmaizui directed the oxcarts to be close together, and asked Liu Xiang and others to protect the oxcarts in the middle.

Just as everyone was hurriedly getting into position, a group of people had already arrived not far away.

These people were all dressed in homespun black clothes, and their faces were covered with black cloth, making it difficult to see their faces.

Liu Xiang took the opportunity to count and there were nine people.

Because they are far apart, it is impossible to perceive the cultivation of these people.

However, judging from the movement skills of several people rushing on the road, they should all be above the level of magicians.

While Liu Xiang was looking at those people, one of them took two steps forward and shouted loudly.

"Put your things down and get out of here, otherwise don't blame us for being rude."

The second elder spoke up.

"We are from the Yunshui Tribe, aren't you afraid of our revenge?"

"There's so much nonsense, let's do it."

The other party seemed determined to rob, and was not afraid of the second elder's threat at all.

Before he finished speaking, an arrow struck with a whoosh.

Click, the arrow hit the back of a guard, but was blocked by the eternal tile armor on his body.

Even so, the guard who was hit by the arrow was thrown to the ground by the huge inertial impact.

"Bronze Hammer, go and deal with the archer. The others will fight on their own. Dalin and we will hold on and deal with the opponent as soon as possible to rescue everyone."

The second elder quickly arranged tactics. As soon as he finished speaking, the enemy was already approaching.

The two men fought hand to hand, and the two quickly fought together.

Zhu Lailin also met his opponents, two masters of the late-stage Mage.

He opened his spear and fought with the two men. It seemed that there was no winner in a short time.

The Three Hammers have already rushed towards the guy who was hiding in the dark and firing cold arrows.

However, the opponent kept firing arrows to suppress his mobility.

He was holding a large hammer with a long handle and a round head in his hand, waving it constantly to separate the incoming arrows and approach the archer with difficulty.

Liu Xiang and other escorts also ushered in their opponents, six magician realms.

One of them faced off against Zhu Laixing, who was holding a pair of hammers, and the two fought back and forth.

The other five people rushed towards Liu Xiang and the others.

Liu Xiang had already grabbed the machete and rushed towards one of the men in black.

The other party may have a black-gold iron scimitar in his hand for the convenience of movement.

The people who were targeted by Liu Xiang couldn't help but feel a little disdainful when they saw a young boy taking the initiative.

He raised the knife with one hand to block Liu Xiang's knife, but he was careless.

Liu Xiang's strength is now nearly nine thousand kilograms, and this sword is powerful and heavy.

With a clang, the opponent's scimitar was smashed to the ground, and then with a pop, the man's head was already missing.

In a flash of lightning, a man in black was killed.

Liu Xiang didn't stop. The opportunity was fleeting and he didn't dare to delay.

The scimitar slashed along the opponent's neck and was thrown away.

With a pop, the scimitar entered his body.

Zhu Laixin was holding a black gold iron rod to resist the opponent's attack.

As a result, the opponent's knife got stuck halfway down, and a sharp knife tip penetrated his chest.

He only had time to look down and then fell down.

The moment he lay down, a figure flashed past, and the scimitar on his body disappeared.

Liu Xiang already had the machete in hand and rushed towards the other men in black.

The other men in black had already discovered the situation here, and immediately separated two people to attack Liu Xiang.

One of them was close, so he took action first and slashed at Liu Xiang.

With a click, the tip of the scimitar was locked by Liu Xiang's left hand, and then he pulled it out hard.

The other party didn't have time to react and was pulled forward by Liu Xiang, staggering forward.

With a pop, a scimitar cut him in half from bottom to top.

The man who rushed from behind was splashed with blood on his face. He panicked, turned around and ran away.

Liu Xiang turned around and twisted his waist. The scimitar flew out in a spin, slipped past the man's neck, and returned to his hand smoothly.

The man fell down with a plop and died, with an incredible look in his eyes.

Throwing away the scimitar in his left hand, Liu Xiang rushed towards the other two people with the knife.

The two men were being besieged by a group of guards at this time, but they were able to do it with ease and would give their opponents a hit from time to time.