Fantasy: Starting From Being In A Desperate Situation And Running Around As Escorts

"Disciple, don't blame me for being a master."

The old man's palm gently patted Li Changshou's head.

Li Changshou's heart tightened.

Wu Ji on the side glanced secretly and breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously.

Although he doesn't know what Master is going to do, it's definitely not good!

".....Master!!"

Wu Ji's shrill scream suddenly sounded.

The old Taoist pressed Wu Ji's head with both hands.

"hiss………"

The old Taoist opened his mouth and inhaled, and a misty mist floated out of Wu's seven orifices.

Wu Ji's hands and feet twitched and he wanted to struggle but was held down by the old Taoist.

But as the old man continued to suck, Wu Ji's struggling movements became weaker and weaker.

The skin gradually shriveled up, and a vague sound came from his mouth.

"Save me...save me...brother..."

Wu Gong looked at his own Little Brother, his hands and feet shaking uncontrollably.

After just a while, Wu Ji stopped struggling.

The body looked like a mummy, casually thrown to the ground by the old Taoist.

The old Taoist took a deep breath, and his originally pale face gained a little more color.

You can clearly feel the messy aura on his body, which gradually calms down.

"You go ahead."

The old man closed his eyes and said casually.

Li Changshou and Wu Gong retreated in fear.

Wu Gong took one last look at Little Brother who had turned into a mummy, feeling mixed.

Li Changshou knew that he had won the bet, but he only won this round.

There are countless irreversible bets waiting for him ahead.

Instead of going back to the house, he went to the pill refining room.

When people in the pill refining room saw him, they all bowed respectfully.

Little Fatty Xia Hourong is reading medical scriptures.

Seeing him coming, he quickly asked him to sit down.

Because of Li Changshou's special care, Xia Hourong's life in the alchemy room was much easier.

"Master is back?" Xia Hourong asked.

"Um."

"What's wrong?"

Xia Hourong noticed that Li Changshou's expression was not very good-looking.

"Have you made the fire bomb I asked you to refine before?"

Xia Hourong nodded and took out a rag from his arms.

Open the rag, and there are seven or eight small red balls inside.

The small ball contains a fusion of gunpowder and some other materials.

Li Changshou held a fire bomb in his hand and shot it out with a snap of his fingers.

"Bang~"

The flames shot out in all directions, creating a crater wherever they landed.

It makes a burning sound, which shows how high the temperature is in an instant.

This kind of fireball was used by Li Changshou on the battlefield.

I asked Xia Hourong to improve it again, but I never thought the effect would be so good.

Xia Hourong explained: "I added two minerals to it to enhance its power.

By the way, senior brother, the antidote pill you want is ready.

I prepared these secretly without letting others find out. "

Li Changshou checked it and confirmed it was correct, "Thank you very much."

"Senior brother...what do you want these things for?" Xia Hourong asked cautiously.

"in case."

Xia Hourong knew that the other party didn't want to tell him, so he didn't ask any more questions, "Brother, you have to be careful."

He said this sincerely. Since arriving here, only Li Changshou has made him feel the warmth of the world.

"Don't worry, it's just in case."

The old Taoist methods are weird and cruel, if one day we really have to fight with swords.

Li Changshou didn't know whether he would be his opponent, so he had to be fully prepared before doing so.

In the following days, Li Changshou devoted himself to practicing Xuanjia Gong.

Although the old Taoist didn't treat him as well as before.

However, there was no shortage of Medicine Pills, medicinal baths, etc. given to him.

The practice of Xuanjia Gong is not difficult. It is the simplest method that teaches people how to introduce Qi into the body and operate Spiritual Qi.

The old Taoist's goal is to seize the body, so it is impossible to teach his disciples any powerful secrets.

Otherwise, if the disciples kill him with a backhand, it will be a mess.

He just wants a good body that can contain his soul.

Li Changshou endured the pain in his heart and practiced Xuanjia Kung day and night to the fourth level.

This incident surprised and delighted the old man, and he praised Li Changshou emphatically.

Paying attention to him again, and trying to find a way to remove the Flying Sword from the body.

This signal made Wu Gong uneasy.

Little Brother's death planted a seed in his heart.

The two brothers have followed the Master for many years, and they understand the Master's cold-blooded ruthlessness all too well.

In the past, he treated the two brothers with great care, but after Li Changshou came, he took care of them.

With the body of Li Changshou, Master alienated the two of them.

Even killing his own Little Brother.

Then next...will it be my turn?

With this idea in mind, Wu Gong was confused all day long.

Coupled with the old Taoist's reprimand, it became more and more felt that Li Changshou was going to replace him.

Finally, one night.

Holding a sharp knife, he sneaked into Li Changshou's house.

Wu Gong's face was gloomy and he looked at Li Changshou who was sleeping soundly.

The cold light was biting, but there was no blood.

Li Changshou, who was originally motionless, suddenly turned around and avoided the sharp blade that sealed his throat.

When Wu Gong saw what had happened, he took out a medicine bottle and threw it out.

The black liquid fell on the bed, making a sizzling sound, and directly corroded a big hole.

If it falls on Li Changshou, the result will be obvious.

Li Changshou stood up sharply.

Wu Gong gritted his teeth and said, "Ling Xiao, either you die or I die today!"

After speaking, he grabbed the sharp blade and rushed towards Li Changshou.

Li Changshou took a half step back, widened the distance, and then swept out with a low whip kick.

The whip's leg hit Wu Gong's calf hard.

Then there was a crisp sound and Wu Gong howled.

If your body is unstable, you will fall.

Li Changshou reached out and grabbed his throat.

The old Taoist seems to be worried that these apprentices have learned certain spells and may pose a threat to themselves.

Therefore, even the two direct disciples of Wu Ji and Wu Gong did not teach attack-type Taoist techniques. At most, they only knew some boxing and kicking skills.

In the eyes of Li Changshou, it is naturally not enough.

Wu Gong grimaced in pain and glared at Li Changshou.

"Let the hell go daddy! Let the Master know that I can't spare you."

"When daddy and Master traveled around, you didn't know where you were playing with mud."

"Have you ever killed anyone? Do you know what it's like to kill someone?"

"If you don't dare to kill anyone, just let daddy go..."

His sinister eyes stared at Li Changshou.

Contrary to him, Li Changshou, who was opposite him, had calm eyes without any disturbance.

"Brother, go in peace."

Li Changshou said softly.

"Click~"

The strength on the hand only increased a little.

Wu Gong fell to the ground, holding his throat and arching his body into a shrimp shape.

After a while, there was no sound.

At this time, the disciples who were keeping watch heard the noise.

Rushing in from outside the door, "Senior Brother Ling Xiao!"

When they saw Wu Gong's body, everyone was shocked.

Soon, the old man came in a hurry.

After listening to Li Changshou's explanation, he looked at the body lying on the ground without saying a word.

His whole body was shaking slightly, his face was ashen, and his aura was manic.

There was a strange sound coming from between his teeth.

It suddenly rises and then falls, like killing a pig, like a ghost crying, extremely unpleasant to hear.

All the disciples were trembling, they had never seen the Master so angry.

It seems that Senior Brother Ling Xiao is going to be in trouble.

However, the person involved, Li Changshou, felt inexplicably relieved.

Now that the Wu brothers are dead, he is the only container.

There is no way the old Taoist would kill him.

Sure enough, the old Taoist finally just asked someone to collect Wu Gong's body.

Immediately, he turned around and left.