"Oh, okay, everyone, please wait a moment, I'm just getting ready." The waiter glanced at Mei Xiu, his eyes full of meaning.
It wasn't until he walked out of the door that Ling Chuxi and the others faintly heard his muttering in a low tone: He is so edible, how can anyone afford to marry him and take him home? Alas...
Meixiu stared at her big beautiful eyes, with a look of tears on her face: "You can eat what you want, but what do you mean she is starving, and it doesn't matter if she eats more?"
Completely, now her image was completely ruined. Meixiu, who took the blame, felt depressed.
She didn't know that in the waiter's mind, their image had been ruined long ago, but this time it was ruined more completely. Oh, by the way, she was the one who was ruined more completely, and it had nothing to do with Ling Chuxi.
However, when those new kinds of vegetables came on the table, Meixiu suddenly felt that it didn't matter if she ruined her image occasionally.
After the meal, they left Shixiang Tower with satisfaction. Not far away, they heard screams and fighting sounds coming from the front. Soon, another scream with anger came.
The Wandan Grand Conference was held, and cultivators gathered in Xiuzhou City. Sometimes conflicts and fights were inevitable, so Ling Chuxi didn't take it to heart, let alone meddle in other people's affairs.
"Hey, that seems to be the spiritual alchemist of Danxin Pavilion. Why was he injured like this?" Someone's surprised voice came from the crowd.
"Danxin Pavilion." Ling Chuxi and others were originally going to leave by the way. When they heard this, they turned around and rushed towards the place where the fight was taking place.
Among the crowd, a white-haired old man had been knocked to the ground. Judging from the injuries, the bones of his hands and feet were shattered, and his whole body was convulsing in pain. His condition was terrible. But the perpetrator had already fled.
Alchemist Mo! Ling Chuxi had seen a familiar figure from the back before, but now she knew it was Alchemist Mo.
"I recognize this man. He is the spiritual alchemist hired by Danxin Pavilion. Why don't you help him first and send him back to Danxin Pavilion?" said a man onlookers.
No matter who Alchemist Mo is, anyone who sees him being injured like this at such an old age will be heartbroken.
"That's good. I happen to have a healing pill here. Let's give it to him first." Another person looked at Alchemist Mo sympathetically and sighed.
Several people came forward and were about to give Alchemist Mo the elixir.
"Wait a minute." Ling Chuxi stepped forward quickly and stopped them.
She could see that Master Mo's injuries were more than just injuries to his muscles and bones. The attackers were so cruel and vicious that they also injured his meridians. At this time, Master Mo's meridians were torn apart and twisted.
Similarly, if you don't return to the original position immediately and take the magic pill, the meridians will be able to continue, but it will definitely leave a lot of sequelae, which will affect your future practice.
Of course, with the technique of Ling Chuxi's golden needle to cut off his meridians, he could interrupt his meridians again and then reconnect them. However, in that case, the old alchemist would definitely suffer one more time.
"He has been injured like this, aren't you still willing to let him go?" Ling Chuxi was anxious, and her tone was inevitably a little hasty, but it sounded strong to others. Many people didn't know Ling Chu.
Xi, thought she was in the same group as the person who committed the crime before. Immediately, someone said indignantly.
"Everyone has misunderstood. I am also the spiritual alchemist of Danxin Pavilion, and he is my friend." Alchemist Ling knew that they had good intentions and was not angry, so he explained.