Lingjian Peak, Qingzhu Garden.

Duan Li'er wiped away her tears and forced a smile.

Yesterday, she went back to the Qinghe Palace, and Qiu Junyu, the palace pill pharmacist, told her that there was no problem for ordinary cultivators not to eat or drink for three months. But mortals who don't have the realm of aura can't hold on to a coma without eating or drinking for three days, and there is only one possibility for fifteen days, that is, they have a disease called "vegetative" more than 100,000 years ago.

Hearing this news, the girl's mind was like a bolt from the blue.

"Senior Brother Xiaoyu?!"

When you open the door of the bamboo house, the big bed of the bamboo house is empty!

Chen Xiaoyu is gone!

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Qinghe Prefecture, Ping'an City.

The street vendors in the city who have resumed the bustle are shouting loudly, and the storyteller is telling the legendary story of the four immortals of Qinghe who destroyed the demon half a month ago.

"I just said that Qinghe Immortal Li Qingluan raised tens of millions of flying swords, and the sword fell into the sky! was so frightened that the demon cultivator city lord was full of urine, and in the end, he was killed by Li Qingluan with a sword, and he was wiped out! ”

The people in Ping'an City, who gathered to listen to the book, applauded, forgetting what river god they believed in half a month ago.

However, only a young man wearing a hat made a disdainful voice in the applause.

"Hey, this little brother is from outside!"

Because of its uniqueness, it naturally attracts the attention of everyone, including the passionate storyteller.

The storyteller knocked on the board and shouted, "Little brother is so disdainful, I'm afraid he doesn't know that what I'm telling is true!" ”

With a provocative tone in his tone, the storyteller straightened his waist and continued: "Now the position of the City Lord of Peace is still vacant, if the little brother doesn't believe it, I can take you to the City Lord's Mansion to see what is going on!" ”

"Not interested." The voice wearing the hat was hoarse, and when I listened carefully, I realized that it was Chen Xiaoyu.

There were tears in the corners of Chen Xiaoyu's eyes, he originally thought that even if he was a waste who couldn't cultivate, it didn't matter, after all, he had a plug-in, he could protect himself!

But now I think that it is because of these cheats that he will not care about people and things at all, which eventually leads to the death of Twilight for him.

Now he is still a waste, but he has to prove it once, even a waste can be angry.

He wants to let this peaceful city be buried for Twilight.

"I'm not interested in you being weird here!"

The storyteller pulled his throat and turned on the fan to fan the wind, but he also felt bored.

Chen Xiaoyu shook his head, said Transfer, his body turned, and suddenly appeared in front of the storyteller, picked up the storyteller's collar, his eyes were murderous, and he said coldly: "Are you very good at storytelling?" ”

was directly suppressed by the juvenile temperament, and the storyteller was nervous and trembling all over.

"Young man spare his life, young man spare his life!"

Chen Xiaoyu sneered: "I won't kill you, let me ask you if you are very good at storytelling?" ”

The storyteller nodded stiffly and said with a wry smile: "Young man, you...... Don't you know, we are also a storyteller in Ping'an City, and we have always only told true stories,...... Everyone loves to hear it, and they all believe it......"

"Okay." Chen Xiaoyu let go of the storyteller's collar and said in a straight voice: "Since these are these, I will sell you a true story, and you can tell it to the people in the city now!" ”

"Sell stories?" The storyteller timidly did not dare to look up, and wondered.

Chen Xiaoyu took a step back, turned around and glanced at the long street, and said: "An hour later, there will be a mainland powerhouse in the Autumn Water Realm, who will destroy this peaceful city with three fingers, you tell this story to everyone, this is the truest story, and it will be an hour later." ”

"An hour, are you talking about it, joking?" The storyteller didn't dare to laugh, and secretly raised his head to look at the figure of the young man in the hat.

He didn't see a trace of the aura realm from this young man's body, but the speed that had just moved in front of him was not something that a cultivator couldn't do at all.

Then the only possibility is that this young man has hidden his aura.

Isn't that the continent powerhouse he just said about destroying this city with three fingers...... It's him!

The storyteller was so frightened that he picked up the waking wood tremblingly, slapped the board with all his strength, and shouted: "The sky has changed, everyone flee, an hour later, the city will be safe, the sky will fall, and the rocks will fly into the air!" ”

The storyteller, who had always only told the truth, roared and was sad and desolate, and those who were listening to the book were not listening, and the whole long street was in chaos, and the hawkers were so frightened that they could not care about the stalls, and they rushed to the gate of Ping'an.

In the panic of the people, Chen Xiaoyu glanced at the storyteller and said: "It seems that your reputation is really high, you go, I will not let you lose your trust, after an hour, Ping'an City will cease to exist." ”

After saying that, Chen Xiaoyu took off the hat, threw it on the ground, and walked in the opposite direction of the city gate.

"Boy, I'm not going to help you destroy a city."

Tianhu Zhu turned into a little white fox, floating in the air, following Chen Xiaoyu.

"Are you crazy, if Twilight knew that you were going to destroy a city for her, do you think she would save you before?"

The young man walked faster and faster, against the flow of people, and from time to time he helped up the old man and child who fell down when he fled in a hurry, comforting them not to be too anxious, there was still an hour.

The little white fox who couldn't understand what Chen Xiaoyu wanted to do followed like this, he wondered why he had to destroy this city, and he had to care about the lives and deaths of the people in this city.

After following all the way, the boy finally climbed up to the tallest building in the City Lord's Mansion, and half-lay on the roof, looking at the sky.

The little white fox was a little impatient, "Chen Xiaoyu, what do you want to do?" ”

"Senior, do you think I'm being vexatious?" Chen Xiaoyu sat up, looked at the fleeing people in the city, and said calmly.

"Yes! And I won't help you, and you don't have the ability to talk about destroying a city. The little white fox also looked at the people of the city.

"However, the protagonists in fantasy are so vexatious, I'm okay, I don't want to hurt these innocent people, although some people say that they are not innocent, but I still feel that this matter has nothing to do with them."

Chen Xiaoyu continued to speak calmly and indifferently, but the little white fox didn't understand and frowned. I thought to myself that no matter what Chen Xiaoyu said, it would be impossible to help him engage in this kind of stupid behavior that would destroy a city.

In this way, the wind gently brushed the broken hair on the young man's forehead, and Chen Xiaoyu looked at the sky, his eyes blinking from time to time to prove that he was still alive.

An hour passed quickly.

The young man stood up, looked at the empty Ping'an City, calmed down, and said softly: "Borrow."

Suddenly, the little white fox's aura was all emptied.

And Chen Xiaoyu, who was standing on the roof of the building, was already a powerhouse in the autumn water realm.

Chen Xiaoyu gently held the weak little white fox, his figure floated, floating in the air, and the hat that came from nowhere was put back on, covering all his appearance.

One finger moves the mountains.

The second finger is to cut off the river and the sea.

Three-fingered destruction of the gods!

The mountains trembled, the rivers and seas churned, and the three fingers went down together, destroying peace.

"Who the hell are you?"

The little white fox was very weak and looked at the side of the boy's face.