Fantasy: The beginning is first passed on to Wu Wannian

A distinct voice sounded, and the spear in Xiandao's hand snapped, and blood gushed out.

Xiandao quickly mobilized the spiritual power in his body, threw the broken spear in his hand, and then used his body skills to escape.

He knew that the phantom in front of him was definitely not simple, and was very powerful. If he didn't leave quickly, he might suffer disaster.

However, before he could escape far, a sharp sword light shot from the side of his body, piercing a bloody hole in his shoulder.

"Damn it!"
Xiandao cursed, and the wound on his body bleed out again crazily, the flesh and blood of the wound rolled, looking very hideous.

He knew that he was in danger this time, so he quickly stopped his figure and turned to look at the person coming.

Seeing the person coming, there was a hint of anger in Xiandao's eyes.

It was the phantom of the God Emperor Chenxi who came.

With a wave of Xu Ying's left hand, Xian Dao in front of him suddenly died, and at the moment Xian Dao died of breath, Xu Ying disappeared out of thin air.

Liu Qingyun looked at the phantom that disappeared, and he naturally knew who the owner of this phantom was.

It was his apprentice who had ascended to the upper realm, God Emperor Chenxi.

Unexpectedly, he still left a hand, leaving a phantom in this space.

Liu Qingyun returned to the room after a while.

He looked outside the house, and it was already dark at this moment.

At the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, a young man in white was standing tremblingly by the gate.

The cold wind blew through the boy's robe, making the boy's body shiver.

When the young man saw this, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes, and he raised his head to look at the desolate streets where no one walked at night.

He knew that if he left now, his grandfather's injuries would not heal, and he would leave him soon.

No matter what, he had to wait for that senior before his grandfather had an accident, and no matter what the price was, he had to save his grandfather.

He took a deep breath, hid for a long time, stood up straight again and waited for the senior to arrive.

Waiting until the middle of the night, except for the watchman at night, there was no trace of anyone else, and the young man couldn't help but have a thought of giving up.

He shook his head, putting the thought behind him.

"Grandpa, I will definitely succeed! I will never give up!"
There was determination in the boy's eyes.

"Senior, please save my grandpa?" The boy suddenly fell to his knees, his pleading voice resounding through the silent night.

Constantly kowtowing to the ground, he knew that with the cultivation base of that previous life, he definitely noticed his existence, and he never showed up for a long time, so he definitely disdained to meet him.

But the boy still persisted, just to save his grandfather.

He had waited too long for this moment when his grandfather recovered.

The boy kept knocking his head on the stone steps in front of him. His forehead was already covered with blood, but he didn't feel any pain at all.

Finally, the boy stopped kowtowing and raised his head.

The boy's eyes were full of confusion, and he looked into the distance with tears in his eyes.

"Senior! Please save my grandpa! As long as you are willing to save my grandpa, I can do anything! I have been brought up by my grandpa since I was a child. Now that he is critically ill, how can I turn a deaf ear to it? Please!" Please save him!"
The boy's voice kept echoing in this street, but no one answered the boy's words after a long time.

At this moment, a drop of blood slowly flowed down from the boy's forehead and dripped onto the ground.

The young man stared blankly at the drop of blood on the ground, and inadvertently glanced at his arm from the corner of his eye.

A bloodstain on the arm was shocking, as if it had just been scratched unintentionally.

His right arm was cut, and the blood was still flowing, and soon the blood on the ground was stained red.

The blood flowed more and more, and finally gathered into a river of blood, dyeing the entire road surface red.

All of this seemed to have never happened, as if everything was just an illusion.

The young man stared blankly at the blood on the ground, and the expression in his eyes became dazed.

As more and more blood flowed, the teenager's consciousness became more and more blurred, and finally he closed his eyes straight and passed out.

Liu Qingyun was not aware of what happened in the City Lord's Mansion.

Silent all night.

Early in the morning, Liu Qingyun was awakened by a noise from the backyard.

"Hey, have you heard? An injured and unconscious teenager appeared at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion in the morning."

"I heard, I heard that this boy was chased and killed for some reason!"

"I don't think so. I heard that he was sent to a nearby hospital early this morning by a kind person. Who knows that nothing happened after a long search? But he didn't wake up for a long time. Guess what happened?"

"What's the matter? Tell me quickly, don't whet your appetite!"

At this time, Liu Qingyun quietly entered the crowd and listened to their speech.

"In the end, a monk fed him a elixir to stop the bleeding! He woke up immediately. Obviously, that boy is a monk just like us."

Everyone around nodded in agreement, while Liu Qingyun in the crowd frowned.

That boy came to look for him?Is there anything important?

Liu Qingyun's face was full of doubts.

So he walked out of the backyard and walked slowly towards the medical hall.

Inside the hospital.

"Boy, since you are awake, you should pay the medical expenses."

The doctor in the medical hall scolded the boy.

Hearing this, the young man smiled awkwardly and replied, "I'm sorry, I don't have any money with me right now..."

All his money had been used up at the auction a few days ago. Who knew that none of the things he bought could help his grandfather cure his illness, and all the 1000 million immortal stones were wasted.

He couldn't tell anyone about all this, he could only bear it silently.

He can only continue to be patient.

"No money?" The doctor snorted coldly.

"Then what are you going to pay for it?"
"I." The boy was momentarily at a loss for words.

The clothes on his body are already tattered, and there is not even a piece of clean cloth to be found all over his body, how can he get rid of it?
"What? You want to renege on your debt?"
Seeing the young man's silence, the doctor immediately yelled, and the frightened young man quickly waved his hands: "No, that's not what I meant."
"Then tell me, what are you going to use to pay for it." The doctor said indifferently.

"I... I can give you all the valuable items on my body. I don't know if it can be deducted from the medicine money this time." The boy gritted his teeth and said.

The doctor laughed immediately: "Hahahaha, what use do I want your things? Just throw away your scrap metal! But look at your white and tender flesh, if you let me sleep for one night, I will give it to you." How about your free medicine?"
After hearing this, the boy's face paled instantly.

He was unwilling to sell himself in such a humiliating manner.

"Doctor, is there any other way to pay back the medicine? This one will be waived." The boy said eagerly.