Liu Long suddenly stood up and pointed at them and scolded: "You useless things! I have clearly told you not to believe that old god, but you are still making trouble with others!"

His voice echoed in the woods, alarming a few perching birds, who flew into the distance with their wings.

Several people had to lower their heads, they really didn't know how to persuade them.

After a while, Liu Long left without looking back with anger.

His figure gradually disappeared into the depths of the woods.

Several subordinates looked at each other and retreated silently.

The old god continued to sprinkle holy water.

The old god calculated a problem.

"I should have been killed by Sun Ce, and Sun Ce would have died because of this. But now, everything has changed."

He closed his eyes and began to count on his fingers, his brows frowned slightly.

After a moment, he opened his eyes and a trace of doubt flashed through his eyes.

"Who has come to this world since the future and actually changed all this?"

The breeze blew gently, and the old fairy's white robe fluttered in the wind, as if he had also merged into this quiet atmosphere.

"Old immortal, don't be as rude as the rude person just now, don't be so angry." Many people gathered around to comfort the old immortal.

The old fairy smiled slightly, his voice calm and gentle.

"Don't worry, everyone, how could I get angry with this mortal."

At this time, the sunlight was just shining on the old god, covering him with a layer of golden light.

The people around him were filled with reverence for him.

The old god waved his hand and told everyone not to care. He looked up at the sky and said leisurely: "Everything in the world has its own rules, so why should I be angry about this little thing?"

The breeze gently blew the old fairy's beard, and his expression seemed even more transcendent.

Liu Long returned home and sat in the dim corner, thinking about what happened during the day.

His fists were clenched, and the resentment in his heart was hard to calm down.

"This old god, you can't just let him go!" Liu Long gritted his teeth and said to himself.

Liu Long picked up the cold sword and walked back to the scene with heavy steps.

"Old immortal, die!" Liu Long's voice echoed in the silence.

Liu Long stepped into the scene with a sword in his hand.

Everyone was originally immersed in their respective activities, but suddenly they saw him appearing, and they were so shocked that they took a breath.

"Oh, what's going on? Why did this person come with a sword?" Someone screamed in surprise.

The panic spread rapidly, and many people began to avoid it, staggering, as if being pushed by an invisible force.

"Don't be impulsive!" someone shouted while running.

"You will cause a big disaster if you do this! Put down your sword quickly!" Another anxiously advised.

Liu Long's eyes were cold and firm. He was unmoved and approached step by step towards the old god.

The people carrying stretchers were also a little at a loss.

The old god had long since thought that he had a disaster, so his face looked very calm.

Liu Long quickly stepped forward, the sword in his hand flashed with cold light, and instantly stood on the old immortal's neck.

The old immortal's eyes remained calm.

He spoke slowly: "You are so impulsive, it will bring endless troubles. Put down your sword and don't make mistakes again and again."

Liu Long's voice was full of determination and anger.

"Hmph! I don't believe these nonsense words of you! Today, I must kill you, an old guy!"

The smell of blood spread in the air, like an invisible haze, covering everyone.

The sunlight shone through the clouds, illuminating Liu Long's hideous face and the gradually expanding blood on the ground.

Several people carrying stretchers looked at Liu Long in horror, and unconsciously retreated, fearing that they would annoy him.

Seeing this, Liu Long laughed loudly, his voice seemed particularly harsh on the quiet night.

"If he was really a god, how could he be killed so easily by me?" Liu Long said sarcastically.

Liu Long shook his sleeves and turned around and left gracefully, leaving behind a lonely back.

Several people carrying stretchers watched him go away silently, cursing in their hearts.

"This hateful guy will definitely be punished!" said one of them angrily.

They accelerated their pace and quickly carried the body of the old god away, fearing that something else would happen.

The villagers who walked away hid in a hidden corner and watched nervously at the scene that had just happened, their faces full of pain.

"This person is so cruel. How can he treat the old god like this!" a villager said angrily.

"That's right, he will definitely be punished and will not die well!" Another villager echoed, his tone full of anger.

Their hearts were filled with curses and resentment towards Liu Long, hoping that he could pay the price for his actions.

However, some people in the crowd began to doubt.

"Why didn't the old god save him? Is he really not able to do magic power?" a young villager asked in confusion.

"Maybe there is something we don't know..." Another villager pondered, trying to find the answer.

These villagers were in a very complicated mood. They were both angry and painful about Liu Long's behavior, and confused and puzzled by the old god's experience.

After returning home, Liu Long smiled contemptuously, what an old god?

They are just some old waste, but they make people fool around.

What you have to do must be done, and no one can stop you.

On the streets of Youzhou, there are crowds of people in the lively market. Although the government’s announcements have been posted everywhere, people’s discussions are still endless.

"I think it's the Prime Minister who rescued Jia Xu!"

"That's right, otherwise how could Jia Xu disappear like this?" Everyone whispered and was full of suspicion about Xi Yu.

However, the atmosphere in Xi Yu's mansion was extremely heavy.

Xi Yu lay on the bed, his face pale and frowned, and the anger in his heart made his condition worse.

The room was filled with a strong smell of medicine, and the windows were closed, making the light look a little dim.

Song Shuwen hurried over. He walked anxiously to Xi Yu's bed and asked with concern: "Sir, how do you feel?"

Xi Yu replied weakly: "It's okay for me, it's just that this rumor is really infuriating."

Song Shuwen sighed softly and said, "Sir, don't be angry, it's important to take care of your health."

Xi Yu nodded and asked Song Shuwen to retreat for the time being.

Sun Shangxiang came to Xi Yu's room in a moment.

Seeing Xi Yu like this, Sun Shangxiang couldn't help but feel anger in his heart.

She accused angrily: "The nonsense people outside are so angry!"

Xi Yu sighed slightly and said helplessly.

"This thing cannot be banned, I just hope that Wang Liang can quickly find out the truth of the matter."

After Xi Yu was silent for a moment, he then said to Sun Shangxiang: "After Wu Guotai came here, can he still adapt?"

Sun Shangxiang's expression suddenly became softer, and she replied with a smile: "Mom is very happy here."

"Don't worry, I'm in good health. I may have been a little tired recently. Just take a good rest. You'd better go and accompany Wu Guotai as soon as possible."

But Sun Shangxiang said that his husband's body is also very important.

I am willing to stay here for a while.

After a while, all the ladies arrived.

Like Sun Shangxiang, they all blamed rumors outside.

"Okay, don't blame me. Strictly speaking, I can't think it through myself."

Xi Yu said, don’t tell outsiders that he fell ill.

He is not afraid of being taken advantage of.

Because there are not many enemies now.

The key is to be afraid to misunderstand people.

The outsider thought that Xi Yu had done something wrong and deliberately pretended to be sick.

"Okay, I don't have any serious illness, it's just a small cold. You all retreat and let me calm down."
To be continued...