Zhong Qinglei laughed strangely and took the opportunity to tease Xiao Qian and said, "Xiao Qian, we have to compete with people, not with monsters."

Zhong Qinglei's original intention is undoubtedly to say that Liu Zhengyang is a monster, while Xiao Qian is just an ordinary person.

Ordinary people should accept reality and not compare themselves with monsters.

However, Xiao Qian did not seem to have understood Zhong Qinglei's original intention.

He even nodded seriously and said, "I understand that my level is not enough. I will continue to study hard and strive to be a monster like a master."

Liu Zhengyang and Zhong Qinglei looked at each other and were both dumbfounded.

Why doesn't this kid follow the routine?

After hearing what he said, why is it like scolding Liu Zhengyang?

Of course, no matter what, the teaching must continue, and Zhong Qinglei also needs to take time to exercise.

In a blink of an eye, another week passed.

Liu Zhengyang was teaching Xiao Qian and Panmen's alchemist to refine immortal pills, which has become something that everyone in Tianmen City knows, and Liu Zhengyang's reputation has risen sharply. Many people even hope that they can buy immortal pills to eat in the future.

Occasionally, when Liu Zhengyang and Zhong Qinglei go out to relax, they will hear everyone talking on the streets and alleys and praise themselves.

This feeling is quite strange.

Fortunately, they did not recognize Liu Zhengyang, so they did not have any impact on Liu Zhengyang's life.

On the afternoon of that day, Liu Zhengyang wandered on the streets of Tianmen City as usual and relaxed. Suddenly, he saw a man dressed as an alchemist on the street suddenly stiffened his whole body, and then fell to the ground without any warning, making a dull sound when he landed on the ground.

Generally speaking, when a person falls, he will always subconsciously support him with his hands.

Or use other methods to remove force.

Anyway, I will never hurt too much.

And the monks had no reason to fall.

So when Liu Zhengyang saw the man dressed like an alchemist falling so loudly, he immediately felt something was wrong.

Zhong Qinglei also noticed the problem and turned to Liu Zhengyang and said, "Did that guy have some serious illness? Liu Zhengyang, do you want to save him?"

Liu Zhengyang did not answer Zhong Qinglei, and rushed forward to save the person in one step.

After all, he is a person in Tianmen City and a subordinate of his disciple. Liu Zhengyang has no reason to ignore it.

And the moment Liu Zhengyang set off, Zhong Qinglei also followed.

Liu Zhengyang turned over the alchemist who fell to the ground, and saw that his face was covered with scars and his nose bridge had collapsed. What was even more terrifying was that his eyes had turned up, his pupils had begun to dilate, and even his breathing had stopped.

Liu Zhengyang's spiritual sense also sensed that this guy's vitality was rapidly dissipating and his vitality had been cut off.

There is no help!

"What's going on? How did he die?" Liu Zhengyang asked with a frown.

Zhong Qinglei said suspiciously: "It's really strange. I've lived so old and I haven't seen anyone die so strangely. Why don't you notify Xiao Qian first to see if he knows who this alchemist is, and then check if he has any secret diseases or something?"

"That's all..." Liu Zhengyang nodded helplessly.

"Hey! Isn't this the leader of Alliance Liu?" Someone suddenly exclaimed in the crowd.

Liu Zhengyang felt nervous and he was a little suspicious that he had been recognized.

Although he is not afraid, he still needs to avoid troubles.
Chapter completed!