Xiao Yu'er, who came out again, was obviously much more lively and cheerful than before. Xiao Yan also had a smile on his lips. He didn't do so well when he made medicine for the first time and there were still problems with his prescription.
After leaving Xiao Yu'er, Xiao Yan turned around and returned to his room. But at this moment, a long sword suddenly stabbed Xiao Yan from the front. Xiao Yan hurriedly dodged sideways, but his black robe was still cut by the sword.
A small opening was opened. Xiao Yan stared straight ahead, a trace of killing intent flashing in his eyes. He was sure that the sword was definitely premeditated, otherwise it would not have been aimed at him. However, he had not offended himself in this branch.
Who, exactly, is going to do harm to me?
Sure enough, under Xiao Yan's gaze, a man in rich clothes walked out from the front. He was not very old, about the same age as Xiao Yan. He was looking for something while walking, and Xiao Yan looked at him with a gloomy face.
Fighting energy gradually emerged in his hands. Xiao Yan would not mind beating him into a pig's head on the spot if he dared to take any further action. Perhaps it was because of what happened last time that Xiao Yan had a natural aversion to people wearing fancy clothes.
"Hey, brother, did you see a sword just now? I looked everywhere but couldn't find it." The man in the rich uniform looked at Xiao Yan and said happily to Xiao Yan.
Xiao Yan frowned slightly, but nodded and said, "I saw it, the sword flew in that direction." Xiao Yan pointed to the direction where the sword disappeared.
"I know." After the man said that, he ran over and disappeared from Xiao Yan's sight.
Could it be that I'm paranoid? Xiao Yan wondered why this man in fine clothes didn't do anything to him, or was it really an accident?
Xiao Yan always felt that something was wrong but just couldn't figure it out. Xiao Yan planned to continue walking forward. At this time, the sound of breaking wind sounded again, and a stream of light flew towards him. Xiao Yan managed to avoid it, but
Several strands of Xiao Yan's long hair were cut off, and Xiao Yan's expression darkened again. Was it an accident once, or was it an accident twice? Xiao Yan stared back coldly, murderous intent emerging.
"Hey, brother, I'm so sorry. My sword didn't hurt you. I'm so sorry. I have low strength and little ability. I can't even control a sword. It's okay to forget about my own misfortune. I still have to worry about others. I'm so sorry.
I promise there won't be a next time." The same man in fine clothes walked out from there and said to Xiao Yan with a look of shame and apology on his face.
Xiao Yan heard the respectful tone and good attitude of the man in fine clothes, and the anger in his heart disappeared. He forced a smile and said, "It doesn't matter, you'll know after you pay attention."
"I promise, there will never be a next time." The man in fine clothes said to Xiao Yan. Xiao Yan just smiled.
The man in fine clothes walked towards the direction where the sword disappeared, while apologizing to Xiao Yan.
When Xiao Yan saw the man in fine clothes disappear, he hesitated for a moment and stayed where he was. The power of his soul spread, as if he was waiting for something.
A minute passed and nothing came towards him.
Five minutes, ten minutes... half an hour passed and still nothing happened. Xiao Yan thought to himself that he was really nervous and this must have been an accident.
Xiao Yan figured it out and then walked forward.
However, when Xiao Yan reached the end of the road, a long sword struck again. Whether it was speed or strength, it was not comparable to Xiao Yan's previous two attacks. Xiao Yan had no time to dodge, and a wound was cut on his left arm.
, a burst of bright red blood surged out.
Xiao Yan stared ahead with a gloomy face, challenging his patience again and again. Xiao Yan was like an active volcano that was about to erupt at any time.
"Get out of here." Xiao Yan stared at the corner in front of him and said coldly, with murderous intent in his tone. If Xiao Yan hadn't experienced life and death tests many times and had a premonition of danger, Xiao Yan would have been completely dead.
"Ah, brother, what's the matter? You were injured. It couldn't be that sword again. Brother, I'm really sorry. I really didn't mean it. How about I have some elixirs here and you can use them to heal your wounds. If it's not enough,
You can come to me, but since I hurt you, you will consider yourself unlucky. You have encountered a broom star and stepped on shit... Don't worry, I will be responsible for you." The same man in gorgeous clothes,
He told Xiao Yan that he almost had a runny nose and shed tears. With that regretful look, people who didn't know would hug him and cry loudly, saying it doesn't matter, you regret it so much, how could I not forgive you.
"That's enough. There's no point in apologizing. I'll fucking kill you and then hold you to your grave and cry. Is it any use? You're still a man. If you can, just control your feelings. Don't
Let it fly everywhere." Xiao Yan fiercely threw the pill in his hand to the ground and said to the man in Chinese clothes.
"You kid, you are so awesome. I apologized to you and gave you pills. Why are you pretending to be noble in front of me? You really treat yourself as a person when I call you brother. In my opinion, **
"Everything that comes first is bullshit. If you have the ability, kill me." Xiao Yan was angry at the man in the Chinese uniform. How could the man in the Chinese uniform bear it? He immediately put aside his hypocritical face and said coldly to Xiao Yan.
Xiao Yan was also taken aback by the words of the man in fine clothes. It was hard to imagine that the person who just humbled him and begged for forgiveness would become so tough in an instant. Xiao Yan didn't know what to say for a moment.
"I'm telling you today, either you will kill me today, or I will kill you today." The man in Chinese clothes said to Xiao Yan. Seeing that Xiao Yan was silent, the man in Chinese clothes became more and more aggressive.
Xiao Yan's anger also broke out at this moment, and the Heavenly Fire Heng Ancient Ruler appeared in Xiao Yan's hand, but Xiao Yan still did not take action.
In the branch, if a noble kills someone, he will be severely punished, but at least he will still be alive. If an ordinary person kills a noble, it will cause a suppression of the noble's strength. There is an 80% chance of escaping death, and the other two chances are to escape from the Xiao clan and live forever.
Living a life of ups and downs.
Xiao Yan doesn't know much about the Creation Continent now. Xiao Yan doesn't want to fall out with the Xiao clan, but...
"Tch, I thought you were so awesome and not a coward. Since you didn't take action, I will take action. Don't worry, I will hold your grave and repent in front of your grave after you die." The man in rich clothes finished.
A fist struck at Xiao Yan, quickly and domineeringly.
"Although I don't dare to kill you, I can still beat you until you can't walk." After Xiao Yan finished speaking, he also raised his right hand and bumped it with the hand of the man in rich clothes.
The lower level of the Emperor's Spirit Realm.
Judging from the strength of the man in the Chinese uniform, he is in the same realm as Xiao Yan.
As soon as the right hands came into contact, the confrontation with the left hands began. Xiao Yan's hand was injured and the collision made the injury more serious. Xiao Yan was also at a disadvantage.
"A country bumpkin is a country bumpkin. There is no way he can be a phoenix. Go to hell." The man in fine clothes said coldly.