Kill me and don't fly

There was a scabbard casually hanging on the waist of the visitor. It seemed that there had been an inscription on the scabbard, but upon closer inspection, it was worn out and tattered, as bright as a mirror, as bright as a mirror. I can't understand what is written.

Mu Chen, who had been staring at this side from afar, raised his eyebrows, Lord, come out.

Besides Bai Jue, who else?

However, everyone present - Ye Xuzhou is a queen of the world, and the others are juniors in the past hundred years who don't recognize Bai Jue - naturally they were only puzzled for a moment.

Bai Jue separated the crowd, walked to the center, glanced at the sword stuck on the ground with a half-smile, raised his hand from the tip of the sword all the way to the level of the sword, made two "tsk tsk", and said, "This is my sword! , it never sees things that have to be reconciled to. Whenever it sees it, it must "roar twice" to show its heart."

The young man frowned, disapprovingly said: "Then you can't greet the crowd, it's not good to hit flowers and plants on weekdays, and it's even worse to hit people."

Bai Jue smiled and gave him a supercilious look, without explaining a thing or two, leaned over and held down the little thief who was paralyzed by the flying sword, and wiped out a dozen money bags with a single swipe. Both.

He took out one of the dusty purses, weighed it, threw it into the hands of the young man, and said: "My own things, take care of them, no one will worry about you next time."

The young man was stunned, and unexpectedly said: "I'm not in a hurry."

"..." There seemed to be a blank moment on Bai Jue's face, he hesitated for a moment, and continued to calmly say, "It's fine if you don't rush."

Then, as soon as he grasped the hilt of the sword, he used his spiritual power to have a little strength to pull it out.

Without saying a word, he patted his butt and left.

Mu Chen and the others who had already gathered together didn't know what was going on, who to follow, and when they were about to step up and move forward, at this moment, all the bustle and hustle and bustle around them seemed like Dissipated like flowers in a mirror and moon in water, without a trace.

Everyone stood in a state of nothingness at a loss, not daring to move at all.

"This, what's the situation?"

Qin Fengzhu looked at Ye Xuzhou.

Ye Xuzhou shook his head in bewilderment.

Snow suddenly began to fall from the sky, it was fine and small pieces of snow, falling on the face of the person, it was cool, before he noticed it, the snow melted through.

Layers of new snow gradually piled up on the ground.

The dead branches on the side of the road waved like demons, and the young shoots were wrapped in thick and rough half-dead skins.

Too quiet.

It seems that they are the only extradited people who have strayed into the dreamland left in this world.

An old horse pulling a carriage came from nowhere and was about to drive to another place.

Huddled in the car were a dozen or so little girls with unkempt hair and dirty faces, Xiao Langjun. They hugged each other tremblingly, as if they could slightly resist the bitter cold brought by the wind leaking from all sides.

In a corner of the side wall lay the young man who was just seen at the market in a coma. His eyes were closed and his face was ugly. Even a fool could see his exhaustion.

A little girl opened her bruised mouth and tremblingly said, "Isn't it good that we... are like this...?"

"What's wrong?!" A thick-headed kid sitting across from her glared angrily, "If he doesn't suffer, then we are the ones who suffer! Did you forget about the third girl?!"

The little girl lowered her head, not knowing whether she was cold or afraid of the boy, she stammered: "But...he is here to see a doctor for us..."

The boy snorted with his nostrils upturned, and said in a dismissive tone: "You are the only one! He is stupid, what does it matter to us?!"

"At any rate, he also saved Little Pomegranate's life—"

"Little pomegranate? Just that idiot you picked up? It's hard to say whether a complete person like us can survive this winter! Where did the spare money come from to support him as a waste."

The little girl's head was almost buried in her thin arm, which was no different from a reed stick. Her mind was full of the innocent, ignorant and dependent clear eyes when Little Pomegranate held her hand and called her "sister". The younger brother in her family should be at the age of being able to call her sister sweetly by now.

"Oh... such a day... when will it end?"

Such a weak sigh was frozen before it could come out, and it would never come out of its throat.

Who knows how long the carriage has not been stable, and a figure blocking the way appeared in front of it!

This person stood alone in the snow that was falling more and more heavily, a thick layer of fine snow fell on the shoulders of his plain clothes, with white hair mixed in the fine snow, he did not look like a living person.

Bai Jue closed his eyes, and his mind was still replaying the large characters depicted on a few talismans he saw in a shanty outside the city not long ago-there is no cure in the world.

There is nothing strange about the writing, but it is written very seriously, and every stroke shows the peace of mind of the writer.

Recalling what I saw in Sanwu City yesterday, this young man is indeed a bit strange, just saying that he can choke the current meritorious Baixian speechless is unbelievable.

To know the merits and virtues of the world, the skin has always been harder and thicker than ordinary people.

He raised his head, Li Shujian without the inscription in his hand, and sighed.

You said that this good Ye family doctor is not normal?

What's wrong with it?I just went to consult the little girls and gentlemen under Ren Yazi's hands.

Asking a doctor, asking a doctor, and not even taking a fee for the consultation, how can they be embarrassed by these meritorious virtues that make a living? !

Tsk tsk, it deserves it.

Serve it right, Bai Jue still raised his sword to look at the only immortal cultivator who was abducted and sold after his cultivation reached a high level in the world of immortality for thousands of years, maybe he still had a little bit of sympathy hidden in his heart.

Who doesn't have a time when they were young and frivolous?

Ren Yazi, who was driving the car, was obviously not an ordinary guy. Watching Bai Jue move, he was able to take out a stack of high-quality spirit storage talismans from his arms. Ash.

Bai Jue's eyes froze, he grasped the sword and slashed upwards, but his sword didn't have spiritual power, at most it only picked up the ash and snow that blocked his vision.

While wielding his sword with ease, he said, "Who sent you here?"

The coachman tilted his head and did not answer.

Bai Jue frowned, his golden body was shining in the snow in the night.As if he had sensed something, he resolutely withdrew his sword and rushed forward.

He pushed this person lightly, who would have thought that this person fell down straight in front of him!

The man's seven orifices were bleeding, his face was as thin as a skeleton, and his skin was blue and gray, which was a typical appearance of backlash from the spirit.

"This...it can't be my fault...I didn't kill the person...I don't return the karma..." Bai Jue looked as usual, he threw the person away talking to himself, and opened the blue cotton curtain of the carriage to peek inside glanced.

The young man was squeezed out in a corner with a big hole to keep out the wind, although he was tired, but his eyes were steady, he didn't look like a poor immortal cultivator who was kidnapped and sold.

Bai Jue was silent for a while, then put down the curtain decisively, and looked back at the dark sky.

To save, or not to save?

This is a painful question.

After calming down for a while, Bai Jue opened the curtain again, and with a slap in his hand, his spiritual power condensed into his palm and dragged him out.The poor young man who was originally nestled in the carriage seemed to feel a different kind of spiritual power, his eyelids trembled, and finally opened his eyes.

The two stared wide-eyed and met their gaze out of thin air.

Even Mu Chen and the others who were standing in the distance could feel the dazed and awkward atmosphere.

Bai Jue lowered his eyes, raised his hand and clenched his fist, coughed, and said, "How should I put it—my fellow Taoist, I just saved you once...I don't want you to repay...I just want to tell you something, walking in this world Well, one thing is very important: you must not have the heart to harm others, and you must not have the heart to guard against others."

The young man stared at Bai Jue with a pair of black and white eyes, and opened his mouth: "Oh."

Bai Jue: "..."

This fellow Taoist is really very difficult to reason with.

He managed to regain his composure, and said again: "Then I'm leaving?"

As he said that, he immediately turned around, ready to go back to where he came from.However, he hadn't taken three steps yet, the young man said abruptly: "Your Excellency, please stop, may I ask you if you are the senior of the virtuous Baixian?"

Bai Jue didn't really want to turn around, so he stood where he was and said, "So what?"

There was a rustling sound from behind, Bai Jue endured and endured, and then he didn't look back.

Then the voice fell silent, and the young man walked over with something in his arms.At this time, Bai couldn't help but never turn his head back. When he turned his head, he saw that the other party was holding a dark palm-sized gourd in his arms. On the gourd was a seven-leaf Bodhi with golden patterns, which looked like a fairy artifact!

The young man did not avoid suspicion, his eyes were fixed on Bai Jue, and he said, "Senior! This is the elixir I prepared with my own hands, please accept it."

Bai Jue: "..."

Excuse me, has he been in the secular world for too long?

When did the custom of giving a bottle of medicine to seniors to taste first when meeting for the first time appeared in the world of cultivating immortals? !

The corners of his mouth trembled, but he finally held back and didn't ask this sentence.

Seeing that he hadn't accepted the gourd for a long time, the young man thought it was Bai Jue who was afraid that he didn't know his medical skills, so he hurriedly said, "I am a descendant of Ye Xinglan, the medical saint. Can cure senior!"

Bai Jue took a deep breath, covered his eyes with his palms, and said without words: "How did you find out who I am?"

The young man smiled, and said: "Su Yi, white hair, and a tattered sword, who else is there if it's not Senior White?"

Bai Jue: "..."

The young man is quite straightforward, plain clothes and white hair are fine, but the tattered sword is fine, right?

"I know that senior is sick, and he should be treated if he is sick. You say——is this the truth?"

Sick Bai Jue: "..."

Very well, I remember you, lad.

He didn't stay silent for a long time this time, just in time before the young man continued to emphasize that he was sick, he interrupted him: "Who are you?"

The young junior stuffed the gourd into Bai Jue's hand, and said, "My name is Ye Xuzhou, seniors can just call me Xuzhou."

"what?!"

Qin Fengzhu was startled, his loud voice resounded through the world.