Looking at Xue Zhen from afar, as well as the pool of blood on the side of his feet, there was a look of guilt in his drunken eyes, but Xue Zhen was a little blind. Turning his head to look at Lu Chengliu, the man in the green shirt, Xue Zhen just smiled indifferently, it was difficult to find hatred in the smile, and he turned around and was about to leave.

"Xue Daoyou......" Xian Zuimeng called out at this time.

"Xian senior, do you also want to make some fuss about Luo Mingxu's death?"

Xue Zhen stopped, he didn't turn around, but his tone became unusually calm, as horizontal as a mirror, without any ripples. And Xian Zuimeng's expression was quite solemn, he didn't dare to look at Xue Zhen, he didn't dare to look at the pool of blood on the ground, but in such a hesitation, Xue Zhen had already walked out, and disappeared on the forbidden curtain of this inner hall after a while.

The remaining green-shirted man Lu Chengliu and Xian Zuimeng, the eyes of the two barely communicated, Lu Chengliu quickly withdrew from the inner hall, Xian Zuimeng then looked extremely solemn, and walked down step by step, every step was difficult, and finally, Xian Zuimeng also walked in front of the pool of blood left by Xue Zhen.

His thoughts rose and fell, and he gasped for breath, and he saw the pool of blood, the hatred, the hatred of his own impotence, which burned his head like a raging fire, and at last, he slapped it down angrily.

"Bang!"

After the explosion, a cracked pit appeared on the ground of the inner hall, Xue Zhen's blood splashed everywhere, his white shirt was also bloodstained, and a loud roar came out, and it didn't stop for a long time.

Xue Zhen, out of this inner hall, his steps were unhurried, and he quickly passed through the forbidden curtain on one side, walked out of the Qucheng Palace, and turned his head, Xue Zhen's eyes showed a complicated color. He took out the waist card that he got that he could enter at will, looked at it carefully, and then under the tightening of his five fingers, it turned into inch by inch of broken powder and fell, Xue Zhen walked without looking back, and soon disappeared in the torrent of people.

Among these bustling mortals and monks walking back and forth, Xue Zhen's complexion maintained a kind of indifference, a kind of indifference as if the vicissitudes of the world had nothing to do with him, and his normal stride walked in a certain direction.

"Xue boy, I didn't expect you to be so stupid! so stupid that you actually took that kind of immortal poison!" the black demon Wansu in the spirit beast ring called out.

"Woo...... Master, don't do this kind of thing again!" Ying Lang in the spirit beast ring also said at this time.

The words of the two fell into Xue Zhen's ears, Xue Zhen's face did not change, and it didn't take long before Xue Zhen replied:

"Brother Wan, do you think Xue's approach is stupid?"

"Isn't it stupid to joke with your life?"

"Brother Wan! This is a mistake! Don't you perceive the scene of Xue's drug test? Why are you stupid?"

"Joke! Even if you know that there is an antidote, you can't do it! At least Wan won't!"

"Brother Wan! The situation is too complicated! It was difficult for Xue to explain clearly at a certain time. ”

At this time, Xue Zhen was still walking on this crowded street, and his mood and thoughts were re-stirred up by Wansu at this moment, remembering himself at that time, Xue Zhen could be said to be full of feelings.

At that time, according to Xue Zhen's estimate, if he insisted on leaving, Xian Drunken Dream should not be too much of a hindrance, as for Lu Chengliu, it would definitely be easy for Xue Zhen to leave in the Qucheng Palace, which was heavily forbidden, but after that, he would be charged with a trumped-up crime.

However, he chose to stay, chose to test the pill, chose to take poison, he wanted to test the attitude of fresh drunken dreams. As a result, Xian Drunken Dream was still the same as always, the attitude that made him feel cold, and he did not take the initiative to stop the incident, at that moment, Xue Zhen was already dead to it, so when he left, Xue Zhen also scratched the waist card.

"Xue boy, in Wan Mou's opinion, some things are not worth risking with his life, just like your matter today, Wan Mou feels that it is very worthless!" said Wan Su, the black demon in the spirit beast ring.

In this regard, Xue Zhen was no longer willing to refute, only to see him suddenly raise his head, and a large boundless curtain of light flashed in the air, Xue Zhen soon turned into an inner street, and then incorporated into a nearby inner alley, and gently raised his head, beside him, in front of the forbidden curtain of a certain family, the figure of the divine thought of the array of thoughts had appeared in front of him. Slightly right, Xue Zhen's complexion changed slightly, he who originally wanted to take back the array of thoughts, flicked his sleeve robe, and the figure of Shennian had already flown away again.

Noticing the change in Xue Zhen's complexion, the black demon Wansu in the spirit beast ring immediately aroused his interest, and asked:

"Xue boy, what's going on?"

"It seems that the matter of that small city has also appeared in Qucheng!"

"Just that Brahma Blood Refining Dao?"

At this point, Xue Zhen didn't say anything more, his body flashed away, and soon, Xue Zhen walked into a teleportation array in a residential house, and after handing over a small spirit stone, he was inspired to leave. In the place of reappearance, Xue Zhen's magic technique was lightly urged, and he also called up a talisman obtained from other places from the storage ring, stimulated, hid his figure, and shot away in a certain direction, about half a cup of tea passed, Xue Zhen was like a little smoke, stopped in mid-air.

At Xue Zhen's feet, there are small dwellings, and this area is the residence of those mortal people, but Xue Zhen found a low-level monk lying quietly in a pitch-black firewood house, and it was difficult to distinguish the original color of his blood-soaked clothes, this person's breath was weak, and there was a hole in his chest and abdomen that was not very neatly cut, and he was not far from death.

"Xue boy, it's really as you said, this person should have been injured by that kind of Brahma Blood Refining Dao!" "Black Demon Wan Su expressed his affirmation in a loud voice.

"Brother Wan, this matter is also to blame Yan zhòng, if it is really cultivated by the whole people, I am afraid it will cause an unpredictable catastrophe!" Xue Zhen expressed his worries.

"Xue boy, this matter has nothing to do with you at all, no matter how clever they are, they will definitely not be able to hurt you, so why are you making a fuss?" Wan Su replied with a smile.

"Brother Wan, this is a mistake! A city full of wars, you can still cultivate in peace? If this matter develops, it may form a war of suppression and counter-suppression, which will never end, and in the end, both sides will be defeated! If you lose the foundation of mortals, what kind of world will you and I monks fall into?" Xue Zhen said with a deep frown.

At this time, Xue Zhen's divine thoughts were released, and in those nearby mortal houses, there were actually mortals in twos and threes, learning the so-called Sanskrit blood refining Dao, because it was not complicated, even some women and even children joined in the ranks of learning, which made Xue Zhen shake his head.