After receiving Liang Xi's comfort, Lin Xian'er felt a little more relieved.
Erya also patted her plump breasts and swore that she would help Sister Xian'er break through the Qianlong realm earlier and reveal her five elements physique.
The three of them were talking in the room when three soft knocks came suddenly.
Liang Xi's spiritual consciousness leaked, and he had known that he was Dad Bu Lan and others who came, so he said, "Please come in."
Dad Bulan, Sang Zhulan, and several respected old men from Tomato City came in one after another.
It was also because Liang Xi asked the Mermaid to build every room in Tomato City very high, otherwise Sang Zhulan would have to bend over and come in.
Seeing that Liang Xi's face was pale, it seemed that nothing was wrong. Dad Bu Lan and others showed a strong look of joy on their faces.
Liang Xi knew what they were worried about.
As the rainy season comes, the conspiracy of the robber gang is unknown. If Liang Xi, the highest-level cultivator of Tomato City, falls down and he is still a lord, the morale blow to Tomato City will be fatal.
Now Liang Xi has almost recovered, how could they not be excited!
Seeing the shiny look in Old Bu Lan's eyes, Liang Xi smiled slightly and called on the elders who came in to sit down first.
The stone benches and chairs before were knocked over by Liang Xi, but fortunately there were still a few left, just enough for everyone to sit down.
Dad Bu Lan looked at Liang Xi and smiled and said, "It is really beyond our expectations that Liang Xi can recover so quickly. The Medical clan members just found us and gave us a special instructions, saying that you will be well injured this time.
Rest and Erya must also take a good rest. She must not move around for at least ten days, and the true power can only operate small forces, so don’t use large spells.”
Erya stuck out her tongue mischievously and shrank into Lin Xian'er's arms.
"Well, thank you dad." Liang Xi nodded, thinking that the members of the Medical Clan were really dedicated and responsible. They were beaten by themselves, but they had no complaints at all. Their mind was indeed very pure.
"Liang Xi, you can tell us who was hurting you now." Old Man Bu Lan looked at Liang Xi with a very serious expression, "I have asked the Medical Clan just now, and they said you are a fire genus
If a cultivator with physical constitution is injured, he can seriously injure you. What is the origin of the other party?”
Hearing the words of Mr. Bu Lan, the beautiful image that the Medical clan had just established in Liang Xi's heart immediately collapsed.
"This group of sluts!" Liang Xi gritted his teeth and said hatefully, "Forgot to remind them that I was injured."
But now that Mr. Bu Lan and everyone know, Liang Xi didn't plan to hide it anymore and told me about the masked man he had met before.
Liang Xi’s ability to tell stories. If he considers himself the best in the world, no one dares to recognize the best.
It was originally a very dangerous fight, and Liang Xi experienced it himself. Now, with Liang Xi's artistic processing, it immediately became wonderful, and the ups and downs made everyone immersed in it. When Liang Xi talked about the dangerous place, he couldn't help but feel it.
It was a cold sweat oozing out.
After the talk, everyone found that their clothes were wet with sweat.
Lin Xian'er and Erya didn't expect that Liang Xi would almost die in front of each other several times, so they couldn't help but stand next to Liang Xi and hold his arm.
The faint fragrance from left to right floated, and Liang Xi felt so proud.
Old Bu Lan pulled out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat beads on his forehead, saying, "You mean the other party has been wearing a mask, and you haven't seen him clearly?"
"Yes." Liang Xi nodded.
"So do he have any obvious characteristics, such as what he was wearing?" Old Man Bulan frowned slightly and thought in his mind.
Hearing the words of Mr. Bu Lan, Liang Xi's eyes appeared before her as the masked man appeared. His eyelids pounded inexplicably and his heart suddenly stumbled.
Seeing Liang Xi’s face was wrong, Mr. Bu Lan asked hurriedly: “What’s wrong?”
"He was wearing red clothes and his hair was red." Liang Xi almost gritted his teeth and squeezed out these words.
Dad Bulan and several elders from Tomato City immediately changed their faces.
They were very familiar with the red-haired and red clothes. This was a typical outfit of the Red-haired Demon Army on the banks of the Sangqu River.
"But how could there be such a cultivator in the Red-Haired Demon Army?" Old Man Bu Lan clenched his fists tightly, then let go, trying to overturn his assumptions, "If there are such masters among them
, Why haven’t they become the largest gang of robbers? And as long as this person takes action, they can easily grab our food!"
"This is just an assumption of ours." Liang Xi touched his chin and said, "You can't just say that they are the Red-haired Demon Army just because they are different clothes."
Hearing the lord say this, everyone felt relieved, but Liang Xi then said, "But this is not impossible. Who would have nothing to do in the middle of the night wearing bright red clothes dyed his hair red and running outside.
Run, Dad, are you really sure there are no cultivators in these robber gangs?”
Dad Bulan could have nodded with certainty, but at this time, he was hesitant.
"I have never had a cultivator when I came to grab food before--" Old Man Bu Lan's words were interrupted by Liang Xi halfway through.
"It doesn't mean there is no one." Liang Xi pondered, and his fingers beat rhythmically, "When the Red-haired Demon Army attacked at night last month, one of them was a fish-headed man, and that was obviously from the demon clan, the demon clan was one.
He has the ability to cultivate the truth at birth. If no one in the Red-Haired Demon Army can suppress him, I am afraid that the fish-headed man or other demon clan will be the leader of the Red-Haired Demon Army."
Liang Xi’s analysis was very reasonable. The more the others thought about it, the more they felt that Liang Xi was right, and their faces changed one by one.
Who would have thought that there would be masters in the Red-Haired Demon Army, and they would be masters who could almost kill Liang Xi?
Liang Xichao, who followed Bu Lan’s father in, waved to Qin Anyu: “Go and find Maku and ask him to call the prisoners from last time again.”
Qin Anyu responded and went out, and soon returned with several prisoners from the Red-Haired Demon Army.
These prisoners walked in tremblingly under the gaze of everyone.
Liang Xi gave them a huge psychological shadow, so they were timid and no one dared to step forward first.
Liang Xi, however, didn't care whether they were afraid, asked directly: "Have you seen your leader Hong Rantian?"
The three prisoners looked at each other and nodded.
Liang Xi and Mr. Bu Lan looked at each other and saw a hint of joy in each other's eyes. Liang Xi calmed down and said calmly: "How old is he about, what kind of clothes he looks like, and what kind of clothes he wears?"
The three prisoners pushed for a while, and finally one of them spoke with a bitter face: "Hong Rantian looks like he is in his forties or fifties--"
"Wait!" Liang Xi interrupted him, "What do you think you look like you are forty or fifty years old? Have you ever seen him?"
"Yes." The captive nodded obediently.
It was completely different from his own thoughts. Liang Xi's eyes shone with a different light, and his fingers tilted on his face: "Do you mean he doesn't wear a mask on his face?"