After the Immortal Residence was destroyed, only three people survived out of nearly a hundred guests in the inn.
Lin Yi is naturally among these three people.
A few days later, the news of the execution of the four Xiao brothers spread throughout Guyuan City, causing the previously panic-stricken warriors to suddenly gain some comfort.
However, for the sake of the dignity of the city lord's palace, Zhuge Shi claimed that the four people were killed by guards who were law enforcers.
He did not reveal a word of Lin Yi's credit and chose to tamper with the facts.
Lin Yi didn't pay attention to these rumors and didn't care at all how this matter spread.
All he cares about is cultivation and nothing else.
"Waiter, take your order."
At the Red Sleeve Inn, Lin Yi sat on a wooden chair in the corner, his stomach growling unsatisfactorily, and he said hello.
His face turned red and his whole body felt hot.
He seemed to be very hot and very thirsty.
He picked up the tea cup with one hand and drank it while pouring tea with the other hand.
Seeing that it was too troublesome, he simply gave up the tea cup and started drinking.
"What’s wrong with you" Jun Xiaoxiao, who was sitting on one side, saw his rude behavior, turned his crystal eyes and asked.
Her face is fair and tender, extremely eye-catching, like a frozen beauty, her face is slightly sickly but extremely delicate.
What's wrong When Lin Yi heard this, his heart was filled with fire.
"I was poisoned by taking the elixir."
Lin Yi coughed a few times because he was choking, and then slammed the teapot on the table.
Thinking of this, he became very angry.
Today, when he took the second-grade elixir refined by Wen Yaochen, it was like taking a mouthful of bitter mud, and his internal organs were experiencing unbearable abnormalities.
Now, he feels sick to his stomach when he sees the pill.
"Try one first and you will know."
Lin Yi's fingertips flashed with light, and he immediately pinched a bumpy black object in his hand.
This jelly-like substance with a bumpy surface that looks like a ball of clay is the Fengwu Pill refined by Wen Yaochen, and it is also the proud work of this second-grade alchemist, who is known as the best.
The elixir that should have been round and neat has now become this weird shape.
Lin Yi had long heard that Wen Yaochen was an inferior second-grade alchemist.
At this moment, there seemed to be no reason not to believe him.
Taking the level of alchemy as the evaluation criterion, Wen Yaochen is definitely at the top of the low-end ranks.
"Oh, then I'm welcome."
Seeing how generous he was, Jun Xiaoxiao stretched out her slender, snow-white jade hands to hold it, but after seeing the black jelly-like substance clearly, she was so frightened that she shrank her hands repeatedly, glanced at him with disgust, frowned, and said: "Is this a pill or a poison?"
The ferocious form of Fengwudan is like a pile of potent poison that has not been beautifully packaged.
Jun Xiaoxiao shook her head and refused to taste it.
She would rather have no luck than be poisoned.
"I wish they were poison, so that I could throw them away without feeling any pain."
Lin Yi looked at the elixir in his hand hesitantly and sighed.
Although the medicine is good, it is as bitter as coptis.
“It doesn’t matter if they don’t have a bad shape, as long as they don’t taste bad.”
Jun Xiaoxiao shrugged and chuckled.
After all, elixirs are meant to be eaten.
Her eyes were like a pool of reflected ancient water, and she looked at him with excitement.
She also knew that such an ugly pill couldn't possibly taste good. smell Lin Yi was speechless.
At that time, when he carefully ate the first one, he felt that he was mentally prepared enough.
Just as he pinched his nose and put the slightly burnt Fengwudan into his mouth, his face suddenly turned livid and he felt sick.
It took time to get a little better.
There are more than a dozen of this unknown gelatinous substance in his space ring.
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Every time he eats it, his eyes will be filled with mist.
Lin Yi has decided that the next time he sees Wen Yaochen, he will open his mouth in public and pour all these mud balls into his mouth.
Let Wen Yaochen reap the consequences and taste the evil he has done.
"He practiced the elixir so poorly, could it be intentional?"
Lin Yi raised the corner of his mouth and pursed his lips in thought.
After a while, I felt that he didn't have the courage.
"Sir, the food is here."
The waiter is holding a rice plate with exquisite meals on it.
Lin Yi felt a little relieved when he saw this.
In order to have a safe meal, he did not take the burnt elixir for a whole day.
At this time, he was really grateful to see the delicious food.
The dark wood table is beautiful and delicious.
West Lake Beef Soup, Seven-Spice Drunken Crab, Braised Red Scallop Paste Second Grade, Candied Melon Sticks, Candied Golden Dates and other signature dishes of the Red Sleeve Inn were all ordered by Lin Yi.
When he started to speak, he asked the shop owner for a few pots of herbal tea.
He was afraid that when he thought about the elixir, his mouth would be so astringent that it would be difficult to take down his chopsticks.
Soon, he felt like he had not eaten in three days.
The meal seems to be good, which is in sharp contrast to Jun Xiaoxiao's leisurely manner.
He ate happily, ignoring Jun Xiaoxiao's eyes.
Because he had been so nauseous that he hadn't had a normal meal for several days.
Suddenly, a burst of discussion attracted him.
The people making the discussion were a group of warriors who entered the inn.
Warriors often stay in the inn, gossiping about things I know you don't know, and chatting with people with the mentality of watching the fun.
"Do you know that the City Lord's Mansion was attacked at night by the remaining forces of the Golden Belt?"
"Of course I know" "I also know that seven days ago, the city lord's palace killed four members of the Golden Belt.
Yesterday, the Golden Belt's blatant revenge killed fifty-six guards."
What these warriors said was very convincing, and they didn't seem to be making it up.
When the two heard this, they looked at each other lightly.
"Do you know why the City Lord's Mansion was attacked?"
Lin Yi raised the corner of his mouth, picked up the tea cup and asked mysteriously.
He looked deeply and faintly.
"Why" Jun Xiaoxiao said doubtfully.
"Because Wen Yaochen, the plague master, lives in the city lord's mansion."
Lin Yi thought that after that night, Zhuge Hou took him to the City Lord's Mansion to recuperate, so he determined where he would stay and analyzed.
He has admitted that this man is a complete plague.
Wherever this god of plague is, there will definitely be a bloody disaster.
The first time they met, he and Zhuge Hou were almost killed by the plague god's bad luck.
Fortunately, he was lucky.
Otherwise, he would have cursed Wen Yaochen in hell now He said in his heart that if there was a chance, he would never see Wen Yaochen again.
He was not even in the mood to beat up the god of plague to relieve his anger, as he was deeply afraid of being harmed by him again if he approached him.
The only good thing is that he doesn't have to see Wen Yaochen now.
Every time the person who came to deliver pills to him was Zhuge Hou, not Master Wen who had a headache.
Just as he finished speaking, someone answered.
The person who spoke was a young man in silk robe sitting at the table next to him.
"Bang."
A well-mannered, gorgeously dressed, jade-faced young man slapped the table, smashing the long table a foot away into pieces.
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He stood up slowly and cast an obscene look on Jun Xiaoxiao's proud chest.
He didn't look at Lin.
Yi, but the corner of his mouth curled up and he said in a cold voice, "You brat, you dare to insult my most respected master.
I'm really tired of living."
Yang Yan noticed that this person had been alone for a long time, and he had long wanted to strike up a conversation.
He had been hesitating and was thinking about the reasons for striking up a conversation.
When Lin Yi said this, he immediately found an excuse to find trouble.
Seeing his unscrupulous gaze, Jun Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows and nodded slightly, unwilling to look at him.
When Lin Yi saw this, she also saw that this person had her attention.
Lin Yi and Wen Yaochen were not welcome as a lonely man.
All the warriors in Guyuan City knew this.
Who dares to accept such a great god, who dares to recognize him, and how can he have a disciple?
It is obvious that the words of the young man in front of him cannot be believed.
"So what do you want to say?"
Lin Yi didn't care whether he was true or not, and asked directly.
He thought to himself, it's really unlucky that even talking about Master Plague would be tainted by bad luck.
"Of course it's an apology."
Without thinking, Yang Yan made the condition directly, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his eyes were narrowed and he kept looking at that pretty girl, pretending to be malicious, and said: "I respect my master wholeheartedly, and I will never allow anyone to insult my master.
People who don’t know good from evil will definitely be killed.
If you give this beauty to me, I will be merciful and let you live. " Behind him, six hunched-backed men dressed as servants suddenly took a step forward, with cold expressions on their faces, exuding an awe-inspiring aura of hostility, and surrounded by traces of a formidable black aura.
It seemed like it could burst out at any time.
The rioting coercion on the six people seemed to have been killed for a long time.
They had not experienced bloodthirsty fighting and could not develop these terrifying murderous auras.
Lin Yi focused his attention for a moment and found that two of the six people were at the ninth level of warriors.
He knew that this talented young master of the third level of warriors seemed to have a very powerful family.
Otherwise, he would not have such powerful servants.
Yang Yan looked determined to win, as if he had long been accustomed to taking things by force.
"You are such a filial apprentice."
Lin Yi looked calm and retorted.
He has determined that this person is a fake disciple, and his purpose is self-evident.
Immediately, he continued: "However, I am in a bad mood now.
I advise you to put away your lustful thoughts and stay where you can to cool down.
Don't mess with me."
He drank a cup of tea calmly as he spoke, being as lazy as Jun Xiaoxiao to look up at the other person.
"You little bastard, how dare you talk to Young Master Yang like this in Guyuan City?"
Servant Yang Song's body was shaken by the peak of the ninth level of the warrior, and a strong wind was set off, overturning the table in front of Lin Yi.
Wine and food were spilled on the floor, and the place was in a mess.
What a waste of a fine meal Lin Yi frowned and stood up slowly.
"Lin Yi, this master has personally given you the elixir."
At the critical moment, there was a disruptive voice outside the door.
Lin Yi suddenly trembled when he heard the sudden familiar voice.
Master Wen's voice is still so chilling.
Lin Yi didn't expect that this person would come to the door again.
"The Lord of the City should be here to deliver the medicine, why are you here?"
Lin Yi's eyes trembled slightly and he said with disgust.
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He reached out and touched his forehead to express his helplessness.
He suddenly looked at Yang Yan and others, and immediately knew why he provoked them.
It turns out that Yang Yan's disaster was a sign of the coming disaster for Master Wen.
"The Lord of the City has heard that King Xue Ren has received the news and is checking his whereabouts.
Therefore, I will deliver the medicine today."
Seeing that something was wrong, Wen Yaochen walked slowly between the two parties, glanced at Yang Yan and others suspiciously, walked up to Lin Yi, took out a blue colored medicine bottle, and threw it to him.
When he saw that the other party was highly cultivated, he felt timid.
After delivering the medicine, he remained silent and turned around to leave.
When Lin Yi saw this, the corner of his mouth suddenly twitched.
He felt that he could take advantage of this opportunity to take revenge on Wen Yaochen, who had always made him unlucky.
If he didn't say this, he wouldn't be able to sleep or eat well.
Everything was caused by the surname Wen, how could he be allowed to withdraw.
"Master Wen, your apprentice is cheating and cheating.
As a master, why don't you take care of it?"
Lin Yi sighed and asked.
"Someone dares to pretend to be my master's apprentice" Wen Yaochen turned his head and sneered, then straightened his face and said solemnly: "Don't worry, no matter who the idiot is, he is already close to death.
Anyone who dares to have a relationship with this master is a short-lived ghost, no matter how far or near.
Sooner or later you will burp."
As he spoke, he stroked his goatee proudly.
Looking at his appearance, there was no trace of shame at all.
He has always felt that he is a lucky star rather than a disaster star, and those short-lived ghosts are the five blessings that he has bestowed upon them.
"Hey, what are you doing to stop me?"
Yang Song flashed and reached out in front of the door to block Wen Yaochen who was about to leave gracefully.
I don't know if that idiotic sentence angered them.
Lin Yi didn't care what made them angry, his goal was achieved anyway.
This time, Wen Yaochen couldn't escape.
"You old man, what you said is absolutely right.
You have more power to conquer death than this young master eats more salt."
Yang Yan knew his dark history and what he said was true.
He felt guilty and was really scared.
His face darkened and he said in a dark voice: "If you dare to curse me to death, I will make your life worse than death."
"Are you just pretending to be you?
Don't mess around.
Use of force is prohibited in the city."
"Yang Song, give him a lesson he will never forget.
As long as you don't kill him, I can bribe the city lord's palace to get away with it."
"you" "boom."
"ah."
Wen Yaochen's backhand failed, but he couldn't beat him.
He was directly hit and blasted a hole in one of the walls of the inn.
He fought back fiercely, but was repeatedly bombarded with wounds.
Seeing this, Lin Yi finally patted his chest and felt a little satisfied.
After all, he didn't want to suffer unilaterally.
Jun Xiaoxiao glanced at Wen Yaochen with pity and felt that he was really short-tempered.
However, thinking of the way he looked when he spoke, Jun Xiaoxiao also felt that he deserved this.
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"You take this little brat back to the Yang family and follow the old rules."
Yang Yan indicated with his eyes, and then looked at Jun Xiaoxiao with an evil smile.
The five people moved together and stepped forward.
One of them, who was at the peak of the ninth level of the warrior, directly attacked Jun Xiaoxiao, while the remaining four patted Lin Yi with scornful smiles on their faces.
Lin Yi's whole body flashed with golden light, and he immediately held the golden blade in his hand.
The flames all over his body swayed, and the magnificent flames condensed into a huge golden sword in the air, and blasted towards the four of them, sweeping away thousands of troops.
The four people burst out with hot blood instantly.
When the blood was burned into nothingness, they flew upside down and blasted four eye-catching holes in the inn.
That sword shadow was unstoppable, blasting towards the ninth-level warrior who was attacking Jun Xiaoxiao, causing a violent wave.
"boom."
The warrior snorted coldly, dismissed it, and caught it with all his strength.
His desire seemed to fall into the abyss of purgatory, and he was swallowed up in an instant and was blasted out.
"I'm just curious, what are the old rules?"
Lin Yi ignored his shocked look, walked up slowly, strolled leisurely, and said with his lips parted.
He took a glance and saw that Wen Yaochen was still clinging on and miserable, but he did not help.
It's not that he doesn't want to help him, Lin Yi is really afraid of getting bad luck.
So let him seek his own blessings: