Qi Wuxu opened his eyes, only to find that he was not dead, but remembered that before he fell unconscious, the power of his eyes fused, and it seemed to tear open a spatial crack, and then he didn't remember anything.

The body is still unable to move freely, obviously a lot of injuries, and the spiritual power has been exhausted, I don't know what the situation is now, how did I escape?

After thinking hard and meditating and not getting an answer, Qi Wuxu stopped thinking about it, since he was still alive, then go to Wu Qian, why bother with how he survived.

Slowly sat up, looked around, he was lying on a bed, with many strips of cloth wrapped around his chest, as if someone had bandaged his wounds, this room was very simple, except for a bed, it seemed that there was only a square table and a few chairs.

This person looks very poor, this upside-down basin is placed on the table, and when you put your perception outside, you can feel that there seem to be a few steamed buns in a bowl, and there is not even a little side dish, plus the cloth used for bandaging is black linen, and the quilt on the bed is not cotton wool but catkins, which cannot play a full and warm role at all.

With the release of soul power, Qi Wuxu sensed that behind the small door, there was a person peeking at him, Qi Wuxu didn't care, and continued to control the release of soul power, casting it out like a fishing net, but found that there were few people in the village, and some houses were even empty.

Qi Wuxu's soul power has been overdrawn last time, and he has improved a little, covering the entire village, and he can still barely do it, this village is not big but not small, looking at the houses, it seems that there must be more than a hundred households, how can there be only such a few people? Could it be that it has been relocated?

Forget it, no matter, Qi Wuxu doesn't care about these inconsequential trivial matters, so it's more important to figure out where this is first.

"Excuse me, anyone?"

Hearing Qi Wuxu's question, the person outside the door hesitated, but pushed the door in.

"You're awake. ”

The person who came was a girl, with two long braids, a red face, and bright eyes, and her appearance could not be said to be amazing, but she thought it was beautiful.

Yang Lian also looked at Qi Wuxu, this person is very mysterious, the day before yesterday, the sudden loud noise in the mountain frightened the village to think that the horse thief was coming, so he also held a meeting to discuss the results.

His elder brother Yang Hu insisted on not compromising with the horse thief, after all, the hunters in the village were a little bloody, and no one was willing to send his wife and daughter to the horse thief.

So the big guy proposed to go to the back mountain to have a look, but the village chief couldn't help it, so he followed the guy and went to the back mountain to find out.

When everyone came to the back mountain, they were shocked by the scene in front of them, a good poplar forest was cut off, and the fracture was flat, as if it was cut off by those strong swordsmen, and among the fallen trees, there was a naked dead man, this person's left chest and left back, there were hideous wounds. Of course, they don't know that this is actually a wound, after all, in their cognition, as long as the heart is pierced, they will definitely die!

When everyone was at a loss, his brother Yang Hu bravely went up to inspect, and everyone was stunned at this look, that person was still alive! He was still breathing, Yang Hu proposed to bring him back for treatment, but the village chief disagreed, after all, such an unidentified outsider may invite unknown scourge.

Yang Hu is a more enthusiastic person, it is impossible to see death without saving, so he made a guarantee for the village chief, usually the people in the village have received some help from Yang Hu, and it is not easy to watch at this time, so he supported Yang Hu, the village chief blew his beard angrily, everything is you Yang Hu and everyone is against me, in the end you are the village chief I am the village chief? Of course, in the end, the village chief Yang Ping still compromised and let Yang Hu bring people back.

Naturally, it was Qi Wuxu who was brought back, and was placed in Yang Hu's house, and when Yang Hu went out, he asked his sister-in-law to help take care of it.

"Did you save me?"

Yang Lian's face was slightly red, and the strange man in front of her didn't know why, giving himself a feeling of strength and reliability, as if he was more powerful than his brother!

It is said that a woman's intuition is the most accurate, in fact, it is indeed quite accurate, although Qi Wuxu's spiritual power is now exhausted, but just by relying on the physical strength of the immortal, it is not comparable to a mere hunter.

Hearing Qi Wuxu asking herself, Yang Lian was in a panic.

"Yes, no! It was my brother who saved you! You were in a coma in the back mountain, and my brother brought you back against all odds. ”

Qi Wuxu nodded, "Thank you, then may I ask what kind of place this is, how far is it from Arancas?"

"This is Giethoorn Village, as for the Arrancas you mentioned, I have never heard of it, the nearest city from here is White Horse City, which is guarded by Lord Viscount"

Well, Qi Wuxu admitted that he had never heard of the name White Horse City, and it was unimaginable that there were still people who didn't know about Arancas, which was the most powerful country in the entire Cangxi Continent!

Qi Wuxu felt that this girl might have never been out of the village and didn't know much about the outside, so she would ask the others herself.

Yang Lian looked at the man in front of her frowning and thinking about the question, although she didn't understand the question he asked at all, but the aura exuded by this man deeply attracted her.

"By the way, I don't know your name yet?"

Yang Lian's voice interrupted Qi Wuxu's train of thought, and replied

"Qi Wuxu, what about you?"

"My name is Yang Lian, the lotus of Lotus, although I have never seen a lotus, but I heard my mother say that the lotus is very beautiful!"

Qi Wuxu lamented the closure of this village, a twenty-eight-year-old girl, but she had never even seen a lotus flower, it was really unimaginable.

In fact, Qi Wuxu is wrong here, he was born in the royal family, and the people he came into contact with were all unimaginable existences for these civilians, just for the people of Giethoorn Village, the viscount of White Horse City was already the limit of what they could imagine.

"Brother Wuxu, you are hungry, since we found you, until now, you have been in a coma for two days and two nights, I'll go get you something to eat." ”

To be honest, Qi Wuxu actually didn't feel hungry at all, for transcendent saints, eating was just a taste, let alone an immortal existence.

However, the so-called hospitality is difficult to persuade, and it is not easy to refute the kindness of others, so it's a big deal to give them a big gift when they leave.

Yang Lian opened the basin on the table, revealing the yellow steamed bun inside, obviously made of corn flour, Yang Lian took the bowl, walked to the bedside, thought about it, picked up a steamed bun, and prepared to feed Qi Wuxu. After all, in her cognition, Qi Wuxu was still an injured person.

"Brother Wuxu, you are injured, I'll feed you!"

Although Qi Wuxu was born in the royal family, he was trained as a soldier since he was a child, and naturally he has never lived a pampered life, nor is he used to being served by others.

"I'll do it myself"

Watching Qi Wuxu take the steamed bun with her hand, Yang Lian felt a trace of loss.