"It's a pity that Duan Xianming was targeted, and the plan was interrupted." Lu Tu was a little helpless.

His original plan was to rely on the elixir and try to improve his body to the realm of true bones, and then choose to break through.

In this way, the spirituality of this body is maximized.

At the same time, it is also necessary to prepare for the future and gain experience.

After all, sooner or later, he has to condense his true body.

The reason why he is obsessed with this is nothing more than to wait for the future to condense his physical body and try to see if he can double cultivate qi, blood and spiritual power.

It can't be helped.

Who made this heaven and earth human race the head of all races.

As a weirdness, the inheritance in memory clearly records that if you want to improve your life level, the most basic premise is to have a physical body.

Only in this way can we have the opportunity to gradually ascend from the level of the crippled post-spirit to the level of the pre-spirit.

This is also the reason why Lu Tu is not a person now, so it is no wonder.

The benefits of the Innate Dao Bone for his future are too great.

In addition to sighing, Lu Tu also walked to the street where his residence was located.

It's just not a few steps yet.

Suddenly, the heart of the blood nightmare in his body trembled violently, and he gave a frantic warning.

Lu Tu's heart sank, and he immediately noticed that there was an extremely secret sense of watching surrounding his body.

I can sense a strong killing intent in this sense of watching.

"Duan Xianming!"

Without thinking about it, Lu Tu knew that it must be Duan Xianming nearby.

However, the other party now has some rat throwers, and he doesn't dare to do it openly, so he doesn't have to worry.

Thinking of this, Lu Tu's face was as usual, pretending that nothing had happened, and continued to walk towards home.

Crunch!

Push open the courtyard door and step inside.

Just after he closed the door.

Dozens of meters away from the residence, an alley mouth.

The figure of Duan Xianming, who was dressed in a black robe, appeared, and he looked at Lu Tu's figure with a cold expression.

After a long time.

Turn around and leave quickly.

Inside the hospital.

Lu Tugang closed the courtyard door, and his face instantly became gloomy.

He hurried back to the inner room and packed up the pills and many other things.

I can't stay in the city anymore.

In case he waited for Duan Xianming to really find out the news of Duan Yanzhong's death, then the other party would tear his face and attack him desperately.

He will not be able to resist.

Soon packed up everything, Lu Tu took Li Yuxiu directly out to the boxing gym.

Previously, when he left the gym, he had mentioned Li Yuxiu to Mo Qingyang.

If you want him to stay in the gym recently to help deal with some daily clutter, it can be regarded as indirectly protecting his safety.

Mo Qingyang finally agreed.

This also completely made Lu Tu have no worries.

As for Li Yuxiu's opinion, she is not allowed to choose.

Not much.

The inner courtyard of the Seven Heavens Gym.

"Master Mo, I brought someone over, you can arrange any work." Land Road.

Mo Qingyang lay on the rocking chair, squinted his eyes and looked Li Yuxiu up and down a few times, then nodded.

"All food and lodging, but no salary, that's what you promised."

"Well, Master Mo, you have the final say." Lu Tu answered.

"That's okay, from today onwards, I'll live in a side room, and I don't have any heavy work, just clean the courtyard, cook and do laundry." Saying that, Mo Qingyang waved his hand.

Immediately, a middle-aged woman who had been waiting for a long time walked into the room behind her and left with Li Yuxiu.

After the two of them left.

"How have you been practicing lately?" Mo Qingyang picked up the teacup next to the table, took a sip, and asked casually.

"The disciple has been working hard, and he will be sure to break through the triple change of qi and blood within half a year." Lu Tu groaned slightly, and hurriedly responded.

"That's good." A smile appeared on Mo Qingyang's face.

He is still very optimistic about Lu Tu, with the talent he shows, as long as there are no accidents, it is almost certain that he will reach the bone in the future.

"Hurry up and cultivate, wait for you to break through to the triple change, and you will have your own rewards for your teacher."

"Disciple obeys the teachings." Lu Tu bowed.

"Alright, if nothing else, step aside." Mo Qingyang's eyes were slightly closed, lying on the rocking chair and shaking gently, quite comfortable.

"Master Mo, the disciple has recently attached a dart game, and he may have to go out for ten days and half a month." Lu Tu's eyes flashed slightly, and he spoke again.

This trip to Qingshan Town, he didn't know when he would be back.

Therefore, I made up a reason to prevaricate Mo Qingyang's side.

"Well, remember to come back and pay the money." Mo Qingyang didn't ask much, but just casually admonished.

Making money with darts is a common thing for many official disciples in the hall.

After all, it is necessary to make money to make ends meet, as well as to buy cultivation resources.

No matter how talented Lu Tu is, it is impossible for him to provide him with all the resources for free.

With Mo Qingyang's permission, Lu Tu saluted again, then turned around and left.

Out of the gym.

Lu Tu carried a wooden box and walked quickly towards the pawnshop.

The gold and silver jewelry he got from Qingshan Town was inconvenient to carry, so he had to exchange all of them for silver tickets.

Take a brisk walk along the street.

Lu Tu's expression was calm, but his heart was extremely vigilant.

The warning of the heart of the blood nightmare in the body has never stopped.

The invisible sense of watching from before has always lingered.

"Old horseman, this is staring at me." He was full of murderous intent in his heart, and cursed in a low voice.

He knew very well that Duan Xianming was nearby and had been following him.

Even he wondered if the other party was not going to wait any longer.

Instead, he planned to wait for the evening to shoot directly and capture him alive.

Taking a deep breath, Lu Tu's pace quickened.

After turning a few more streets and alleys.

He finally came to the pawnshop, and he didn't have time to bargain, so after quickly replacing all his things with silver tickets, he went directly to the Red Dust Pavilion.

There are many people there, and the background is quite deep, so Duan Xianming doesn't dare to act openly.

At that time, as long as he finds an opportunity, Yi Rong can change his clothes, and with the help of the talent of breathing, he can secretly leave Jingcheng.

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Nearing one’s end.

The afterglow of the setting sun covers the entire scenic city.

Red Dust Pavilion, a box window on the second floor.

Lu Tu stood by the window, looking at the figures coming and going on the street below.

Especially not far away, there were several men in black coats who kept looking at him.

A sneer tugged at the corner of his mouth.

These people have been guarding the neighborhood since he came to the Red Dust Pavilion in the morning.

In this regard, how could he not know that this was Duan Xianming's means.

Bang bang bang.

"Master, here are the things you asked for and the food and drinks."

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, accompanied by the voice of the servant, from outside the box.

"Come in." Lu Tu closed the window sash and turned to look at the door.

The wooden door was quickly pushed open.

A young handyman in a gray coat walked in with a wooden tray bowed his head.

"Put it on the table." Lu Tu spoke softly.

At the same time, there was a strange look in his eyes, staring at the little guy who was placing the dishes in front of him.

After a few hours.

The door was pushed open again.

The little guy in the gray coat gently closed the door, lowered his head and carried the wooden plate and walked quickly in the direction of the back kitchen.

And when the door was closed, a figure could be seen lying on the table in the box, as if he was drunk.