Chapter 399 The identity of the masked man After being comforted by Liang Xi, Lin Xianer felt better.
Erya also patted her plump breasts and vowed to help sister Xianer break through the Qianlong realm as soon as possible and reveal her five-element physique.
The three people were talking in the room, and suddenly there were three gentle knocks on the door.
Liang Xil's spiritual consciousness leaked out, and he already knew that it was Father Bu Lan and others who were coming, so he said: "Please come in."
Daddy Bu Lan, Sang Zhulan, and several respected old people in Tomato City filed in.
It's a good thing that Liang Xi asked the sharks to build every room in Tomato City very high, otherwise Sang Zhulan would definitely have to bend down to get in.
Seeing that Liang Xi seemed to be fine except that her face was a little pale, Bu Lan and the others showed deep joy on their faces.
Liang Xi knew what they were worried about.
The rainy season is coming, and the conspiracy of the bandit gang is still unknown.
If Liang Xi, the highest-level cultivator in Tomato City, falls, and he is still the lord, the morale blow to Tomato City will be fatal.
Now that Liang Xi has almost recovered, how could she not make them excited?
Seeing the sparkling look in Bu Lan's eyes, Liang Xi smiled slightly and asked the elders who came in to sit down first.
Liang Xi knocked over several of the previous stone benches and chairs.
Fortunately, there were still a few left, just enough for everyone to sit down.
Father Bu Lan looked at Liang Xi and said with a smile: "Liang Xi's ability to recover so quickly is really beyond our expectations.
Just now, the Yi clan members came to us and gave us special instructions, saying that you are seriously injured this time, so you must take good care of yourself."
To recuperate, Erya should also take a good rest and not move around for at least ten days.
His true power can only be used in small bursts, and he should not use large-scale spells. " Erya stuck out her tongue playfully and shrank into Lin Xianer's arms.
"Well, thank you, dad."
Liang Xi nodded, thinking that the people of the Yi clan were really conscientious and dedicated to their duties.
They didn't complain at all when they were beaten by him.
They were really pure in their thoughts.
"Liang Xi, can you tell us who hurt you now?"
Old Bu Lan looked at Liang Xi with an extremely serious expression, "I just asked the people of the Yi clan, and they said you were injured by the fire attribute.
A cultivator with a strong physique can injure you and seriously injure you.
What is the origin of the other party?"
Hearing what Father Bu Lan said, the beautiful image that the Yi clan had just established in Liang Xi's heart immediately fell apart.
"These bastards," Liang Xi said bitterly through gritted teeth, "forgot to remind them that I was injured."
But now that Blue's father and everyone knew about it, Liang Xi no longer planned to hide it, and told her about her previous encounter with the masked man.
Liang Xi's story-telling skills, if he considers himself second in the world, no one would dare to admit that he is first.
It was originally an extremely dangerous fight, but Liang Xi had experienced it personally.
Now coupled with Liang Xi's artistic processing, it immediately became so wonderful and so ups and downs that everyone couldn't help but be immersed in it.
When Liang Xi talked about the dangerous situation, they couldn't help but feel excited.
It was a cold sweat.
After finishing speaking, everyone found that their clothes were soaked with sweat.
Lin Xianer and Erya didn't expect that Liang Xi almost died in front of each other several times, so they couldn't help but stand beside Liang Xi and held his arm.
The faint fragrance wafted from the left and right, and Liang Xi felt extremely proud.
Father Bu Lan took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat on his forehead, and said: "You mean that the other person has been wearing a mask and you didn't see his appearance clearly."
"Yeah."
Liang Xi nodded.
"Then does he have any obvious characteristics, such as what he is wearing?"
Blue's father frowned slightly, thinking in his mind.
Hearing what Father Bu Lan said, Liang Xi's eyes flashed to the appearance of the masked man when he first appeared.
Her eyelids jumped inexplicably and her heart pounded suddenly.
Seeing that Liang Xi's face looked wrong, Bu Lan's father hurriedly asked: "What's wrong?"
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"He is wearing red clothes and has red hair."
Liang Xi almost squeezed out these words through gritted teeth.
Blue's father and several elders in Tomato City immediately changed their expressions.
They are all too familiar with red hair and red clothes.
This is the typical dress of the red-haired demon army on the banks of the Sangqu River.
"But how could there be such a master of cultivation among the red-haired demon army?"
Blue's father clenched his fist tightly, and then loosened it, trying to overturn his assumption, "If there is such a master among them, Why haven't they become the largest bandit gang?
And as long as this person takes action, they can easily steal our food."
"This is just a hypothesis of ours."
Liang Xi touched her chin and said, "You can't say that someone is a red-haired demon army just because of their strange clothes."
Hearing what the lord said, everyone felt their hearts relax, but Liang Xi immediately said: "But it's not impossible.
Who would run outside in the middle of the night wearing bright red clothes and dyeing their hair red?
Run, dad, are you really sure there are no cultivators in these gangs of robbers?"
Father Blue could have nodded with certainty, but at this time, he hesitated.
"There were never any cultivators when we came to grab food before."
Father Bu Lan was interrupted by Liang Xi halfway through his words.
"Just because you haven't been here doesn't mean you haven't."
Liang Xi mused, tapping her fingers rhythmically, "Last month when the red-haired demon army attacked at night, there was a fish-headed man among them.
He was obviously from the demon clan.
He has the ability to cultivate since he was born.
If no cultivator in the red-haired demon army can suppress him, I am afraid that the fish-headed man or another guy from the demon tribe will be the leader of the red-haired demon army. " Liang Xi's analysis was very reasonable.
The more the others thought about it, the more they felt that Liang Xi was right, and their expressions suddenly changed.
Who would have thought that there would be a master of cultivation among the red-haired demon army, and a master who could almost beat Liang Xi to death.
Liang Xi waved to Qin Anyu who followed Bu Lan's father in: "Go to Maku and ask him to call the prisoners from last time."
Qin Anyu responded and went out, and soon came back with several prisoners of the red-haired demon army.
The prisoners walked in tremblingly under the gaze of everyone.
Liang Xi had a huge psychological impact on them, so they were timid and no one dared to be the first to step forward.
Liang Xi didn't care whether they were scared or not, and asked directly: "Have you seen your leader Hong Rantian?"
The three prisoners looked at each other and nodded.
Liang Xi and Bu Lan looked at each other and saw a hint of joy in each other's eyes.
Liang Xi calmed down and said calmly: "How old is he, what does he look like, and what clothes is he wearing?"
The three prisoners pushed and shoved each other for a while, and finally one of them said with a grimace: "Hong Rantian looks like he is forty or fifty years old."
"Wait a minute," Liang Xi interrupted him, "What do you mean by looking forty or fifty years old?
Have you seen what he looks like?"
"Yes."
The prisoner nodded obediently.
Completely different from her own thoughts, Liang Xi's eyes flashed with a different light, and she moved her fingers on her face: "You mean he doesn't have a mask on his face":