Legend of Sword King

C37



C37

Lin Xin shoved the Pei-Yuan Dan into his mouth and swallowed it all.    

    

Cheng Qing: "I'm not done speaking yet …"    

    

Lin Xin was at a loss, "Ah?"    

    

Cheng Qing: "I'll help you dissolve the medicinal effects."    

    

Cheng Qing looked at Li Muhao, who tactfully left the room. Halfway there, he turned around and asked, "What do you need me to do?"    

    

"If Brother Li is willing, you can help to boil some water," Cheng Qing said.    

    

When ordinary people stepped into the door of cultivation and were promoted to the First Stage of the Nazi realm, their bodies would be rid of a large amount of filth and need to be washed. Li Muzhao agreed without thinking, because Cheng Qing had already closed the door.    

    

Li Muhao walked towards the kitchen and suddenly stopped in front of the door. He suddenly slapped his forehead, realizing an extremely serious problem: He had never been in the kitchen before, since when did he know how to boil water? It was two different things to set the stove on fire in the wild.    

    

Since Li Muhao had already promised Cheng Qing, he had no choice but to brace himself and go up on stage.    

    

At this time, the outside of the courtyard gradually became surrounded by many people. They were all looking into the courtyard and discussing something, especially the youths.    

    

"Are you sure it's here?"    

    

"That's right, I've come here countless times, it's not like you don't know Cheng Qing, you've lived here for a long time."    

    

In front of the crowd were four or five youngsters wearing short coats, all of them around the age of fifteen or sixteen.    

    

"Mm …" "Then let's go in." The youngster among them was tall and strong. He thought for a moment before speaking in a deep voice.    

    

"Just go in like that?" The one who was talking to him was a short, dark man who seemed to be hesitating.    

    

"What are you doing, go in!" The tall and sturdy youth was clearly the leader. With a low growl, he made his decision.    

    

They pushed open the courtyard door and rushed into the courtyard just in time to see Li Muhao, who had filled the courtyard well with water and was carrying a bucket of water into the kitchen.    

    

The youths were startled. The dark-skinned youth had an unfriendly look on his face. "Who are you?"    

    

Li Muzhao was also startled. He was baffled because these youths who had barged in aggressively were actually questioning him, asking, "Who are you?"    

    

The tall and sturdy youth took a step forward, clenched his fists and said with a sullen face, "I see that you're sneaking around, don't tell me you're a thief?"    

    

Li Muhao was startled again, and he looked at the bucket in his hands, "Are there even thieves that steal water in this world?"    

    

The burly youth was also stunned. It made sense to him to think about it, but with so many people watching from behind, he couldn't show any weakness. "Who the hell knows why you stole the water? Maybe you have a mental problem?"    

    

Li Muhao put down the bucket and was about to attack.    

    

"Why are you talking so much, call me!" The burly youth did not plan to waste any more words. With a wave of his hand, the youngsters behind him rushed over.    

    

Just as the two parties were about to start fighting, a loud explosion sounded from the main room.    

    

Li Muzhao was stunned, and couldn't help but turn his head, "Lin Xin broke the mirror …"    

    

While he was still stunned, the burly youth punched him in the face. After that punch, countless fists and kicks flew toward him.    

    

"You're courting death!" Li Muhao's face darkened. He took two steps to open up the distance, about to use his cultivation base.    

    

"Stop, what are you doing?" The door of the main house was suddenly opened, and Cheng Qing appeared at the door.    

    

"Cheng Qing, we'll help you catch the thieves!" The dark-skinned youth immediately replied loudly.    

    

Cheng Qing was startled. He knew this dark-skinned youth. His name was Gao Di, and he was on good terms with him. "There are no thieves here," he said. What are you doing here? "These people are …"    

    

He looked at those youths and realized that he recognized them, because they were all from the Fu Ning Workshop.    

    

    

    


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