As the protector of the Six Dao Alliance, Xiao Zhi has his own separate residence, and that large mansion belongs to him. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info he is neither good at women, nor does he love silk and bamboo, so he doesn't even have a servant.

There was only one Mr. Sun waiting by his side, so even in the Six Dao Alliance, few people had ever been to the mansion where he lived, and as for the situation, few people knew about it.

There is also a very important reason why Xiao Zhi did this, he made suggestions in the Six Dao Alliance, countless people have died under his operation over the years, and there are countless people who want him to die, and he has no one who can trust, and he has been following him for twenty years.

In one of the deepest rooms of the mansion, the lighting was dim and could not illuminate every corner of the room.

Mr. Sun, dressed as a scholar, had a pale face, as if he was seriously ill, he took out a bottle of pills from his arms, swallowed two pills with some eagerness, and then exhaled a long breath, his breath was slightly smoother, but he was still exhausted.

There was a dark red pool of blood in this room, the pool of blood was bubbling, and there was an energy prohibition around it to wrap the breath of the blood pool, so that the strong smell of blood and the negative energy in the blood pool would not be transmitted.

The person sitting in the pool of blood was an old man, his whole body was covered with blood, his entire right arm was broken, the flesh and blood on his shoulders were blurred, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

He is the owner of this mansion, Xiao Zhi.

Previously, Xiao Zhi was thousands of miles away in the Kaiping Empire, when Nangong Yingying stabbed him with a sword, ready to completely kill him, that sword just fell into the air, and before that, Mr. Sun had already used the teleportation array to get him back. Although he Xiao Zhi is strong in cultivation, he can get to this point, not only because he is strong in cultivation, but also because he always has a back hand.

According to common sense, there is no need for a White Immortal-level powerhouse to prepare an extra way for himself to escape, but what happened today proves his wisdom.

But fortunately, he still came back alive, as a white immortal powerhouse, no matter how serious the injury is, as long as the spirit is still there, he can recover again, although his current state is a little miserable, but three days is enough for him to recover.

No matter how calculating people are, they often don't fight alone, Xiao Zhi knows that people are unreliable, so he only has one real companion, this person he gives absolute trust, and over the years, this person is indeed worthy of his trust.

After Mr. Sun recovered a little, he helped Xiao Zhi out of the pool of blood, and in just a short time of incense, Xiao Zhi's lost arm and broken shoulder had been repaired, but the whole person was still extremely tired, just like a person in his last years, and he had no strength in his body.

Xiao Zhi sat down on a Taishi chair, leaning back on the chair, gasping for breath. At the moment, although his body has recovered, his breath is still intermittent, and this process will take two or three days to fully recover.

This was the time when he was at his weakest, safety was paramount, and he was to stay here until he fully regained his strength.

After Mr. Sun arranged Xiao Zhi, he activated the formation and mechanism of this room, Xiao Zhi nodded lightly, and his breathing seemed to become slightly smoother, not because his breath was recovering, but because his heart was more peaceful.

He lived for many years and killed many people, because of his decision, countless people died, I don't know if it was because he was stained with too much blood, so he was also the most afraid of death. Every time he killed some important person, he would come to this place for a while, because he wanted to reminisce about the thrill of deciding the life and death of others, and today it has another role.

It's a matter of glad that I was able to come back here alive.

During this time, Mr. Sun went out and came back, then put a large pile of things on the table, and then began to tinker.

There were a lot of medicinal herbs in it, and the weirdest thing was that there was still some blood and soul energy sealed in the jar.

Xiao Zhi lay quietly on the Taishi chair, while Mr. Sun was decocting the medicine calmly, his movements were very stable and smooth, just like this matter, he had done it many times.

Perhaps because the effect of the pill he swallowed before was excellent, Mr. Sun's pale face was much better.

He was soon about to finish the task at hand, and as he was unsealing the soul qi in the jar, a dark purple droplet dripped from his cuff into the jar, and then mixed with the soul qi of the jar.

Mr. Sun didn't seem to have seen this scene himself, and continued to pour all the medicinal materials that had been processed before into the jar, and then the jar made a squeaky sound, and after the liquid was mixed in, all the black soul qi was sucked into the medicinal liquid.

Mr. Sun poured out the liquid medicine in the jar and then brought the medicine bowl to Xiao Zhi.

It seems a little weird that a strong person at the level of a white immortal still needs to drink medicine, but this is not an ordinary medicinal liquid, and it is not so simple to use soul energy, even a strong person at the level of a white immortal needs to find a way to resist the erosion of soul energy on his body and soul, but the wisdom of the human race should not be underestimated, this problem is not impossible to solve, or more accurately, it is not that there is no way to alleviate it.

Xiao Zhi swallowed the thick black liquid inside after taking the medicine bowl, his sallow face recovered a lot, and the cold and powerful feeling brought by the medicine liquid into his stomach made him feel comfortable, as if his body was full of energy again.

He closed his eyes and slowly savored the sensation of a rapid return of energy in his body.

He was more at ease and had time to think about what had happened before.

Maybe in the eyes of many people, he has been in the Six Dao Alliance for the past two days, but how many people know that so many things have happened during this time.

Nangong Yingying, Chaos Fireworks, Night Horror Spear, Borneo Yin and Yang Ring.

There were so many strange things that happened on this day that Xiao Zhi's strategy couldn't figure out every detail.

Chaos Fireworks is an ancient method that can sever the connection between cultivators and the power of heaven and earth in ancient times, Xiao Zhi has only seen records about it in some ancient books over the years, but how could Nangong Yingying be? And how did Shang Wuyue reach a consensus with Nangong Yingying?

However, Nangong Yingying has not been locked up in the Doushi Guild all the time, and even if she escaped recently, it is impossible to arrive in Linjing City in a short period of time, set up a formation in that space and reach an agreement with Shang Wuyue.

Did he really overlook something important?

Xiao Zhi thought hard, the physical exhaustion did not affect his thinking, he thought of what Mr. Sun had told him two days ago, and a figure appeared in his mind.

Xiao Yelan had been to Linjing City two days ago and then went to the Doushi Club to see Nangong Yingying, since the battle in Youyun Valley, he had always felt that Xiao Yelan was weird, could it be that she was really a ghost in the middle?

The more Xiao Zhi thought about it, the more strange he felt, and when he added Xiao Yelan to this line, a clear trajectory was strung together.

With a more and more intense cold color in his eyes, Xiao Zhi gritted his teeth, suddenly felt that his teeth were a little loose, he felt that the right side of his face was a little itchy, and then subconsciously reached out and scratched it.

When his right hand touched the right side of his face, it felt like something had been torn off, like a plaster that had been stuck on his face for a long time, and it was already in tatters, and it could be easily torn off without much force.

He looked at his palm, which was covered in blood, and a dark black leather clip between his fingers looked extremely strange.

Xiao Zhi was suddenly, he looked at his palm, his eyes widened, he almost couldn't believe it, but no matter how he didn't believe it, his palm began to rot.

Xiao Zhi turned over, flipped directly from the Taishi chair, and smashed to the ground with a pop, and his wrist was torn off at once because he was propped up.

He stood up, not a little reluctant to believe it, but thought that it was impossible, and he began to think that he had been injured too badly before, and even after taking the medicine, he still had some hallucinations.

He struggled to stand up, looked forward, and just saw Mr. Sun watching him from a distance, this time Mr. Sun did not come to help him, but looked at this scene coldly, as if watching the last struggle of a dead dog.

Mr. Sun's eyes no longer have the respect and indifference of the past, but are full of murder and ridicule.

There was a distance of five zhang between the two of them, but Xiao Zhi could clearly feel the fierce aura that was permeated within the range of five zhang, and this aura was so strong that it could make him suffer in an instant.

None of this is an illusion!

"You old dog will die today!" Mr. Sun stared at Xiao Zhi, his mouth opened and closed, Xiao Zhi's eyes were a little unclear, but his ears were relatively good, although the voice was full of coldness, it was very good, crisp and pleasant, and it sounded a little familiar.

It was a young girl's voice.

Xiao Zhi knew that this was a person who came to kill him, and he was not stupid.

As if he had gone mad, he slammed all his strength into the wall on the left, as if he was unwilling to be humiliated and was about to kill himself on the spot.

He slammed into it so hard that his already limp body could no longer withstand such an impact, and a series of bones shattering sounded in his body, like fried beans in a hot pan, crackling.

Then the wall collapsed, and a black hole appeared, Xiao Zhi rolled directly into it, and the stone walls on both sides of the black hole kept colliding, I don't know whether it was dead or alive.

Mr. Sun in the room reached out and tore the fake skin off her face, revealing a face that was overwhelming, she glanced out of the room, and then turned into a ray of light and shadow and burrowed into the black hole.

Outside the room, a middle-aged scholar lay there, his eyes staring, a large hole pierced in his chest, and he had no breath.