Evergreen Immortal..

Chapter 206 Please stay away from me, old man

Late at night, dark alley with no lights.

The two beautiful bodies seemed out of place as they walked through the sewage-filled alley.

Helan, or number nine,
From time to time he turned his head to look back, with a trace of struggle and reluctance in his eyes.

There, you can just see a corner of Zuixianlou, with big red lanterns hanging high for a festive look.

As a charm slave, she has long been able to see through a man's heart, and He Shan is sincere to her.

"how?"

"She has been ridden by hundreds of men, and yet she still fell in love with them?"

Liu Jiaoniang's eyes were full of sarcasm.

"Master, I dare not."

Number Nine quickly turned his head away, his head dropped to his chest, not daring to say another word.

"Don't you dare?"

Liu Jiaoniang sneered: "You are someone I brought up, you should know that I hate men the most. At the same time, I also hate women who forget themselves for men the most."

Number Nine suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of fear, and his body involuntarily took half a step back.

Liu Jiaoniang approached, her words cold:
"To tell you the truth, what I gave you was not some secret medicine, but poison. Your lover is already dead by now."

"what?!"

Number Nine's eyes widened.

She looked at Liu Jiaoniang in disbelief. This was the first time she looked directly at Liu Jiaoniang so closely: "You clearly told me that it was not poison."

"One of them took the valuable treasure of the sect, and the other dared to seduce my slaves. They both deserve to die!"

Number Nine's body went limp.

She almost fell into the sewage. Her eyes lost their luster in an instant and she muttered to herself:
"Is it me who killed him?"

When Liu Jiaoniang saw this scene, she became even angrier for no reason.

Killing intent surged in his eyes.

Pfft!

A soft sound.

Number Nine seemed to have lost all his strength. He slowly lowered his head and looked at the arm that was inserted into his chest. Scarlet blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

A sad smile.

"I can only repay what I owe you in my next life."

Liu Jiaoniang heard clearly what No. 9 said, her brows raised and she snorted.

The hand that had been inserted into No. 9's chest was suddenly pulled out, and his internal organs were destroyed in an instant. Even the immortals could not save him.

The delicate body fell to the ground, splashing a large amount of dirty water, and the world in front of her eyes turned dark.

Already dead.

Liu Jiaonian looked at No. 9 with disgust, then walked towards the exit of the city without looking back.

Zuixian Tower.

There was dead silence in the room. Li Rui slowly stood up and straightened his messed up clothes.

There is no sign of poisoning at all.

He first checked He Shan's breath.

"Well, not dead."

Then he took a big step onto the window sill of the room, ten stories high, and jumped down.

He walked lightly on the tiles on the roof, his body as nimble and light as a hawk.

After a while.

He came to an alley.

There was a woman's body lying in front of him, surrounded by rats, and some parts of her body had been eaten.

"It's not like I didn't give you a chance."

Li Rui looked at Helan's body coldly.

Everything that happened today was a trap he set up deliberately in order to deceive Liu Jiaoniang, or the Guiming Cult.

With a keen eye.

The smoke warning sounded almost as soon as we left Heshan’s residence that day.

He had been on guard for a long time.

Helan thought that he had left the military camp to find Liu Jiaoniang without anyone noticing, but he didn't know that Li Rui saw everything.

This included her meeting with the Thousand-Faced Rakshasa.

Thousand-Faced Rakshasa Liu Jiaoniang was not one of the Twelve Blood Disciples whose identities were hidden. Li Rui had already memorized the characteristics of the six of the Twelve Blood Disciples. He recognized Liu Jiaoniang's identity at a glance and guessed that the Ghost Cult was most likely here for the immortal energy.

Others may not know about the immortal energy, but the Ghost Sect certainly knows it very well.

As long as the immortal spirit is not recovered, they will never give up and the troubles will only continue.

So Li Rui decided to return the fairy spirit.

The immortal energy had been absorbed and certainly could not be taken out, but Li Rui was able to condense a trace of immortal energy with the immortal energy. What Liu Jiaoniang took away was the immortal energy that he condensed, which was comparable to the immortal energy. There was no difference between the two, and the Ghost Sect would certainly not be able to detect the flaw.

Although it takes a lot of effort to condense a trace of immortal energy, the immortal energy can be cultivated over time.

He really didn't want to continue to be targeted by the Ghost Cult.

Too much trouble.

As for the woman in front of me.
When Li Rui was at Zuixianlou, he had already noticed that there was something wrong with the wine.

Asking Helan to change the wine was a deliberate reminder.

If Helan really exchanged the pot of wine he mentioned, maybe he would find a way to save the girl's life, but Helan did not exchange it in the end, and also brought Liu Jiaoniang with him.

Li Rui was destined to be unable to save her again.

He recalled some rumors in the martial arts world and believed that the woman in front of him should be the slave girl raised by the Thousand-Faced Rakshasa Liu Jiaoniang.

"Charm slave."

Even though he is a pitiful person, he will not be too compassionate and save someone who wants to harm him.

Li Rui stepped lightly.

Then he returned to Zuixianlou and continued pretending to be poisoned.

The next morning.

When the owner of Zuixianlou discovered the abnormality in the room, he immediately reported it to An Ningwei.

After being treated by the miraculous doctor of An Ning Wei Zhong.

The two people who were poisoned were finally able to survive.

They had to put on a complete show, and of course it was true that Li Rui and He Shan were poisoned, otherwise how could the Guiming Cult believe it?
But it was not Liu Jiaoniang's poison, but Li Rui himself who poisoned her after he came back.

It's very toxic, but the dosage is precisely controlled.

No one will die.

The day.

Helan's body was found in the alley.

He Shan was heartbroken as he looked at the body of his beloved wife and vowed to find the real murderer.

Li Rui did not reveal the truth.

If He Shan knew that all the love and affection they had shown before was just an act by He Lan, he might have committed suicide.

It is better to live a miserable life than to die a good death. It is better to use hatred to support He Shan to continue living.

Time can heal all wounds in the world. A few days passed.

He Shan went to find Cao Wei and quit his military service.

Before leaving, he specially looked for Li Rui to say goodbye. According to He Shan, after leaving An Ning Wei, he would continue to be a swordsman and look for the real murderer who killed his wife.

Li Rui didn't try to persuade him either.

It's no use trying to persuade someone about this matter. It's just like the demons in your heart. Only you can solve it yourself.

"Being affectionate will be annoyed by the heartless."

Looking at He Shan’s departing back.

Li Rui sighed softly.

"So, women only affect the speed of becoming stronger."

"Brother Li, do you think it's some daring thief who covets the beauty of Brother He's wife?"

"I heard that she is prettier than the courtesans in the Imperial Music Bureau."

"possible."

"I think so too."

Li Rui was lying on the bed, listening to a few big heads talking to each other, and he was speechless.

'Is this how you see patients?'

To the outside world.

He was still seriously injured by poisoning.

So Ning Zhongtian asked Wei Ming, Ge Hong and Tan Hu to visit him.

There were few words of comfort.

The focus is on the wives.

Wei Ming sighed: "What a pity. I heard that He Shan and his wife are very loving and a match made in heaven. It's really something that people yearn for. What a pity..."

Obviously.

Wei Ming is looking forward to a beautiful love.

Li Rui sneered in his heart.

Charm slave.

In the words of my previous life, she is a female spy. This kind of person has woken up from countless men's beds, with green hair on her head, and is always thinking about taking your life.

Desirable?

Even though he could see that Helan might have other feelings for Heshan, the essence remained unchanged.

Women, what's more important than practicing martial arts?

In this way, a certain sword technique called Exorcism does make some sense. It can directly cut off the mortal roots and eliminate this kind of trouble. It is extremely powerful.

While everyone was talking.

Li Rui simply closed his eyes and rested.

To be precise, he was actually observing the smoke from the perspective of wisdom.

It has turned into almost pure white.

Four days have passed since that day. Even if Liu Jiaoniang walks slowly, she should have reached the headquarters of the Ghost Cult.

The smoke changes.

This means that the Ghost Cult already believes that the immortal energy has been recovered.

Naturally, they would no longer send people to clear the river.

"Finally some free time."

Li Rui leaned back comfortably.

Now that he has obtained immortal energy and the Great Dream of Immortality, with the help of elixirs, if he practices well, it will be enough for him to reach the fifth level.

"If you're in trouble, stay away from me."

This incident was just a small episode for An Ningwei.

No one died.

It did not attract the attention of some big shots or big forces, and hardly caused any splash.

Except for the fact that the third floor of the T-shaped armory was missing a taciturn man.

Nothing seemed to have changed.

Li Rui heard from Liang He that He Shan's house would soon be allocated to other officers and he would be a general flag bearer.

Completely different from He Shan's temperament.

The general was very popular with people and even more popular with women. He had fun every night and his concubine's birthday almost coincided with all the twenty-four solar terms.

However, Li Rui still prefers the quiet man more.

Even if he had to do it again, he would still do it.

Some things are impossible to be perfect from the beginning.

Helan is a demon slave. The moment she approached Heshan, her thoughts were impure. The tragedy was already doomed and could not be changed.

There is no threat from the Ghost Cult anymore.

Since he appeared to be a bedridden patient, Li Rui had more time to study the exercises.

late at night.

On the surface, Li Rui was lying on the bed and sleeping, but his consciousness had long been drawn by the Great Dream Wandering Fairy into another world.

In a dream.

He sat cross-legged on a cloud that served as a cushion.

Anyway, it was just a dream, he had already mastered the most comfortable posture for enlightenment.

"The latent dragon should not be used. It can attack and defend at the same time. Only when there is no gap between attack and defense can the enemy be slain."

After the first move of the Six Slashes of the Wandering Dragon, Hidden Dragon, was created.

Li Rui did not slack off and did not continue to create the second style. Instead, he spent a lot of time improving the first style, Qianlong Wuyong.

Until you reach the perfect state in your heart.

Six mediocre sword techniques are not as good as one.

Sword skills are not money; the more you have, the better.

Suddenly.

Li Rui jumped down from the cloud in one step, clenched his right hand, and a hidden blade appeared in his hand.

Suddenly, the sword flashed brightly.

Pieces of clouds were engulfed by the sword wind and began to rotate around Li Rui, transforming into a two-winged Yinglong, hovering above the cloud platform.

The dragon's head was lowered, hidden and motionless, yet there was no flaw to be found.

Isn’t this the true meaning of a latent dragon that should not be used?

"This is what it feels like!"

His eyes sparkled.

Qianlong Wuyong finally reached a level that satisfied him.

Li Rui's intuition was clear, and he shouted at the clouds in front of him:

"Come!"

(End of this chapter)