After drinking the noodle soup, the young man felt much better. He asked Li Xuan in a low voice: "Where are the others? Why are there only two of us left?
Why do they give us noodle soup? Are we going to be beheaded?"
Li Xuan smiled: "Where do you get so many problems?
You should recuperate first, and you will know after your injury heals."
The young man wanted to ask more questions, but his head felt dizzy again, so he could only lie down and rest quietly.
The next day passed quickly, and Li Xuan extorted several medicinal herbs from the jailer.
The jailers are dumbfounded. They have always been the only ones blackmailing prisoners. When will prisoners be able to blackmail jailers? Is there any justice in this world?
Regardless of whether the jailers like it or not, the shadow Li Xuan left on their hearts is still there.
The jailers had no choice but to bring medicinal herbs in the evening and refused Li Xuan's reward of several gold ingots - they heard that the warden had lost his temper and was preparing to deal with the prisoner. Who would dare to ask for his money?
The third day passed quietly again. Li Xuan practiced very smoothly. The young man also understood the situation a little bit. He looked at Li Xuan with a mixture of envy and fear in his eyes.
In the blink of an eye, on the morning of the fourth day, the jailers brought breakfast as usual.
"Why did you change the person?"
Seeing two unfamiliar faces serving breakfast, Li Xuan asked casually.
One of the jailers was lean. After listening to Li Xuan's question, he laughed and said, "Our jailers here work in shifts every three days.
Starting today, it will be the two of us to serve you."
He answered very appropriately and politely. Li Xuan nodded slightly and watched as he opened the food box in his hand and took out the breakfast inside.
The night before, Li Xuan conducted a test on the young man with the elixir he had just refined. The young man's injuries improved greatly. Although he still had some difficulty in moving, he could already do some simple work.
He also knew Li Xuan's intention of saving him. When he saw the jailer taking out breakfast, he was busy helping Li Xuan and setting it for Li Xuan to wait for him to eat.
Today's breakfast is quite rich, with steaming hot meat buns and fragrant tofu curd.
The young man had not tasted such delicious food for a long time, and his mouth watered just looking at it.
The two jailers exited the iron gate, exchanged glances, and waited.
It was like this every morning, but Li Xuan keenly noticed that something was wrong.
Li Xuan stretched out, but his eyes swept over the jailers, always feeling that there was something wrong.
After he thought about it for a moment, it started ringing.
"There was a white mark on the thin man's finger, which was obviously from wearing a ring all year round.
Why did he take off the ring? What was he trying to hide?"
Li Xuan thought to himself.
"Unless he is not a jailer...but a monk."
Li Xuan thought of this, picked up the bun and smelled it.
The aroma of the steamed buns is very strong, but Li Xuan is an alchemist, so he can naturally smell a strange smell hidden in the aroma.
"It smells like bitter moss."
Li Xuan's mouth curled up slightly.
The person who poisoned him was quite smart, but unfortunately when he met a great master like him, he could only fall short.
Seeing Li Xuan go to smell the steamed buns, the two jailers' bodies moved slightly, looking a little nervous.
This scene fell in Li Xuan's eyes, which further confirmed his guess.
Li Xuan put the bun down again, looked at the young man and said, "Why don't you eat it?"
"Please...sir, please eat first."
The young man swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said cautiously.
"You eat a bun first, the taste seems very good."
Li Xuan laughed and pushed the buns to young people.
"Thank you."
The young man's stomach gurgled long ago, and he was not polite. He picked up the bun and he was going to slap.
The two jailers on the side changed their faces, and the skinny was okay, and the other hand quietly touched the waist, there was a slight bulging there, I don't know what weapon was hidden.
Li Xuan said coldly and said, "You two, don't you want to say anything?"
"Let him see through!"
The jailer yelled, and a dagger appeared on the robe.
There was a faint dark green on the blade of the dagger, which seemed to be poisonous. The jailer waved the dagger into the cell and stabbed Li Xuan.
His thorn Thunder Ting Wanjun, the speed is even more amazing, and he has hit Li Xuan's chest in a moment.
"It's amazing!"
Li Xuan knew that the other party's strength was amazing, and he must not underestimate it.
Li Xuan flew up and kicked the dining table, just blocked in front of the jailer, and at the same time he retreated backwards. The fingertips were flowing and the spiritual power flowed.
With a "bang", the jailer waved the dagger and crushed the dining table, and went straight to Li Xuan in front of Li Xuan.
At the same time, the thin son outside the cell has already started. He opened his hands and thought of words in his mouth. A huge ice cone gradually condensed in front of him, and it turned out to be a powerful and amazing ice spell.
"What a big hand."
Li Xuan was surprised.
He has seen that the two people who shot are not small, one is a smart and aggressive assassin, and the other is proficient in killing and powerful spells, and no matter which one is now he is now his strength, let alone the two people cooperate.
"You have to use very means."
Li Xuan quickly flashed a few tactics in his heart, but all rejected them one by one.
If it is a satisfactory battle, he has almost no chance of winning. If you want to defeat the defeat, you can only fight the water.
"Dead!"
Li Xuan's mind is faster than that, and the assassin's speed is not much slower than lightning. The body is empty, and the sound of the dagger is "咝咝".
Li Xuan's face was as cold as ice, and he didn't retreat. Seeing that the dagger was about to pierce his chest, Li Xuan's left arm was lifted in front of him.
"Well", the dagger stabbed into Li Xuan's arm fiercely, and the blood flower splashed.
The assassin was happy, the poison on the dagger was prepared by himself, and he could poison a bull within a few seconds, let alone individuals.
Since Li Xuan is a knife, it is dead.
However, his excitement lasted only half a second. In the duel of the master, the instant negligence was fatal.
After Li Xuan's left arm, the muscles were immediately tightened, and the copper -skinned iron bone was launched.
More importantly, the spell solidifies the creative part, and the drug power of the poison is trapped on the surface of the arm, which cannot penetrate inside the body.
This is not counting, Li Xuan fights for a knife, and what he wants is the opportunity to defeat.
The joy on the assassin's face has not completely bloomed, and Li Xuan's fatal counterattack arrives.
"Well", a flame penetrated the assassin's body, leaving a claw -shaped blood hole on his chest.
The assassin lowered his head, and before seeing the hole in his chest, Li Xuan had rushed to him and pushed him out.