Chen Zhiwen was furious, and immediately pinched a strange finger, and shouted at Li Qingping: "Kneel! Kneel down for me!"

He tried several times but saw that Li Qingping did not respond, and let go of his hand in some frustration, muttering: "What's the matter? Why is it not effective? Could it be that the mage deceived me?"

Li Qingping laughed even more when he heard this, and while stomping his feet, he laughed wildly and pointed at his father-in-law, saliva flowed out.

After a while, Li Qingping stopped laughing wildly, wiped the corners of his mouth with his sleeve, tidied up his shirt, and said gloomily to Chen Zhiwen: "It's not the mage who deceived you, it's me who lied to you... Hehehehehe. ”

Li Qingping put his fingers together, clicked on his abdomen a few times one after another, retched, spit out all the crimson liquid he had drunk before, he wiped his mouth, and walked towards Chen Zhiwen with a dark smile.

"What are you going to do!"

Chen Zhiwen trembled and looked at Li Qingping like a ghost, cold sweat flowed from his forehead, and the whole person was stuck to the chair.

Seeing Li Qingping getting closer and closer, Chen Zhiping couldn't help but shout in a trembling voice: "Qingping! You can't kill me! Because I'm your father!"

Li Qingping was stunned when he heard this, his facial muscles twitched spasmodically a few times, and he roared angrily: "You also know that you are my own father? Don't you dare to recognize me, just forget it, and you still want to turn me into a puppet? I'll go to your mother's father!"

Li Qingping's figure flashed, and with a "gaba" sound, he twisted his biological father's neck.

Outside the door, the two martial artists who Chen Zhiwen arranged to guard the door kicked the door and rushed in, and before they could react, they were killed by Li Qingping with a palm.

Looking at the two corpses lying on the ground, Li Qingping snorted coldly: "Hmph! It's because of the two of you that the person surnamed Chen has the courage to force me to drink that cup of medicine..."

Li Qingping touched the linen cloth wrapped around his left ear, his expression became even more hideous, and he stepped out of the attic in one step.

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Today is the last day for the "troupe" to come to Thousand Caves City, so there is not even a figure on the bluestone street where the small pharmacy is located, and even the teahouse on the side is not open.

At this time, Ye Feng, the father and daughter of the Shen family, the man Lu Yi, Su Qinghua, as well as the tiger mother and Mei Lan Zhuju, all gathered in the small pharmacy, everyone was like a frosted eggplant, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was very dull.

After a long time, Lu Yi glanced at Lin Qiuyue who was lying on the diagnosis bed in the inner room through the open door curtain, turned his head to Shen Daoling and asked tentatively: "Doctor Shen, Qiuyue's illness, are you really not cured?"

The man's tone was a little pleading.

Shen Daoling raised his head and swept the people in the room, rubbed the golden needle in his hand, and sighed: "Alas... I really haven't seen this Lin girl's illness, and the pulse is indeed a bit like a loss of soul, but if it was a loss of soul, I should have been cured with this needle. And now..."

Shen Daoling looked back at the direction of the diagnosis bed, and said abruptly: "And now, I am helpless..."

Shen Daoling smiled self-deprecatingly, and his eyes were lonely.

Let a doctor admit that he is incapable of curing a patient, and who ordinary person can do it?

Although he had already received Shen Daoling's reply, Lu Yi was still unwilling to give up, and he was just about to speak, but he suddenly turned his head to look out of the door.

Ye Feng and Su Qinghua also stood up straight almost at the same time, the two glanced at each other, and said in unison: "What a murderous aura!"

As soon as the words fell, there were already more people on the originally empty street outside the small pharmacy.

Li Qingping, whose eyes were red and his skin was black, stood outside the door with blood stains and hair scattered at this time, looking at everyone in the room with hideous eyes.

Reacting, Ye Feng hurriedly protected the Shen family's father and daughter behind him, and put on a posture against the enemy.

Lu Yi and Su Qinghua stood in front of Tiger Mother and Mei Lan Zhuju.

"Hey, hey, hey~"

Li Qingping looked at the nervous appearance of everyone in the room and laughed proudly, his eyes finally stayed on Ye Feng, and he sneered fiercely: "Little ghost, aren't you ruthless? Don't you look down on me? Come on! Come out and fight me!"

Ye Feng's eyes narrowed, without the slightest hesitation, holding the sword and raising his legs and walking out,

As soon as he took a step, he was grabbed from behind.

Looking back, I saw Shen Ting, who was dressed in white, looking at herself with worried eyes.

"Don't go out..."

The girl in white whispered.

Ye Feng didn't say a word, and slowly withdrew his sleeves.

The young man turned around and said to Li Qingping in a deep voice as he walked out, "I should have killed you this morning!"

"Hahahahahaha~"

Li Qingping laughed wildly when he heard this, and suddenly pointed at Ye Feng and said proudly: "It's up to you, come! I'll let you make three moves!"

"Good!"

Ye Feng answered, and directly teleported behind Li Qingping, the sword in his hand unsheathed.

Almost at the same time, Lu Yi and Su Qinghua also rushed out of the pharmacy and attacked Li Qingping.

The tiger mother followed and scolded the street, and hugged Mei Lan Zhuju.

There was no miracle, Ye Feng was bounced out the moment the Xuanjiao in his hand pierced Li Qingping's clothes.

Lu Yi and Su Qinghua only lasted three rounds before being knocked to the ground by Li Qingping, and Tiger Mother and Mei Lan Zhuju couldn't even get close to their bodies.

Li Qingping looked around with pride at the people who had been knocked down by him, his eyes fell on Su Qinghua who fell to the ground, he seemed to think of something, and his already red eyes became even more gloomy.

He snorted, walked towards Su Qinghua with a sneer, and said in a weird manner as he walked: "Little beauty, don't blame Young Master Ben for not knowing how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, it's really that your kicks last night made Young Master Ben unforgettable!"

After speaking, without waiting for everyone's reaction, Li Qingping raised his palm and attacked Su Qinghua's face.

Everyone gasped, but there was nothing they could do.

In a moment, Ye Feng teleported in front of Su Qinghua and blocked in front of the girl in Tsing Yi.

Smack-

The thin figure was knocked away by a palm and smashed heavily on Su Qinghua's body, and the two of them slid backwards for several feet before stopping.

"Poof~"

The young man spat out a mouthful of blood, struggled to stand up, raised his hand to wipe the corners of his mouth, and looked at Li Qingping with cold eyes.

And everyone, including Li Qingping, froze in place as if they had been immobilized, and looked at the shaky young Ye Feng in a daze.

Li Qingping couldn't figure out why Ye Feng hadn't died after being slapped with all his might, while the others were shocked by the young man's self-sacrifice to save others!

Knowing that you can't do it, knowing that you can't do it, the saint is also.

Su Qinghua looked at the thin back that was slightly swaying in front of her, she didn't feel the pain in her body at all, her apricot eyes were hazy, and she shouted silently in her heart: "Little fart, how can you pay me back?"

Shen Ting in the room looked at Ye Feng's delicate side face with a distracted expression.

"Whew~"

The young man Ye Feng took a breath, slowly pulled out the Xuanjiao, and pointed the tip of the sword directly at Li Qingping.

"Hehe..."

He chuckled and raised an eyebrow, "Come on!?"

Although Li Qingping, who was suspicious by nature, had already reached the peak of the Ten Realms of Foundation Building, he was still frightened by Ye Feng's momentum, and he couldn't figure out what kind of medicine was sold in Ye Feng's gourd, so he was stunned for a while, hesitating.

In fact, Ye Feng's idea was very simple.

Li Qingping's cultivation has skyrocketed, which must be similar to Xu Er's situation, but Li Qingping should be more successful, and he is still sensible, and he is still a living person.

Since he was a living person, Ye Feng planned to introduce it into the enchantment of the spirit talisman, as long as he didn't die, Li Qingping wouldn't think of it.

And the Shen family's father and daughter, Lu Yi and others, can take the opportunity to disperse and escape, and they will not all be killed by Li Qingping.

The faint pain from the severed ear on the left side of his head pulled Li Qingping back to reality, and he, who had always been timid, hardened his heart, and shouted at the young man: "Pretend!

Li Qingping jumped a few feet, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Ye Feng's approach, raised his hand and wanted to smash Ye Feng's Dao Court with one palm.

Seeing this, everyone's hearts tightened, and they shouted "Don't!" in unison.

But Ye Feng did not flinch.

The young man let out a "shock", and the Xuanjiao in his hand was wrapped in a thin layer of gray sword qi to meet him, and he met Li Qingping's palm with a faint black qi.

At the same time, the sudden wind on the broken bluestone street blew fiercely, blowing people couldn't open their eyes, and then a dazzling golden light seemed to fall from the sky and fell at the end of the bluestone street.

When everyone reacted, Li Qingping still stood in place in the same posture as before, while Ye Feng had disappeared.

Li Qingping withdrew his hand, took it back with one hand, folded his sleeve with the other, looked around in disbelief, frowned and reprimanded: "What kind of person? Sneaky, come out and let Young Master Ben see which way of immortal you are!"

When everyone heard this, they immediately understood that Ye Feng must have been rescued by the master just now, and they also turned their heads around to look for it.

"Hehehe~"

With a burst of old and thick laughter, a thick smoke came out of the corner of Bluestone Street for no reason, and in the smoke, a strange shadow slowly walked towards everyone.

When the arrivals approached through the smoke and showed their faces, everyone stared at them in astonishment and exclaimed.

I saw that the person who came was dressed in brown linen coarse clothes, slightly chubby, ruddy complexion, long kind eyebrows, gray hair, and a large cigarette pouch pinned to his waist.

If it's not the storyteller of the small teahouse, who will it be?

"Uncle Lee?"

Shen Ting looked at Old Man Li and asked tentatively in disbelief.

Old man Li put down Ye Feng on his shoulder, turned his head to Shen Ting and gave him a thumbs up, and teased: "Little girl, you have good guts, you dare to stay here, I really didn't expect the old man." ”

Shen Ting was speechless for a while when she heard this, and subconsciously glanced at Ye Feng, seeing that the young man was also looking at herself, her pretty face turned red for no reason, causing Old Man Li to laugh again.

Old man Li looked around, and then took the initiative to talk to Shen Daoling, talking and laughing, usually.

As for Su Qinghua, Lu Yi and the others, they naturally also recognized Old Man Li, but their relationship with Old Man Li was not familiar, although they were surprised in their hearts, they were not easy to ask, they just secretly speculated in their hearts about the old man's true cultivation.

Li Qingping had already entered the Little Ten Realms, and at this time, when he saw that the old man Li who had been killed halfway actually put his current self aside and went to catch up with Shen Daoling, his heart suddenly became angry, and he pointed at the old man Li and said angrily: "Hey, old horseman, dare to meddle in the affairs of Young Master Ben! Do you want to die or live?"