Lingxiu Village.
After Ya Fei and the others left, Liu Zixuan and his group returned here.
The small city impression had long been deserted, and there was no need to go back.
Since they arrived at midnight, apart from Gu Yu, Mo Chengfeng, and the two others, Zhao Yi, who had received the news earlier, no one else knew about it. Of course, this was also a deliberate request from Liu Zixuan. After all, if Liu Ruyan and the others saw him in this state, they would undoubtedly worry. So it's better to rest first.
Fortunately, these days, everyone stayed in the mansion built by Zhu Yi, so the village clinic was empty.
Seeing Liu Zixuan's utterly weak state, Gu Yu and the others were bewildered. They were accustomed to seeing Liu Zixuan as an imposing figure. Now, seeing him so frail and dying was hard for them to accept.
Old Master Qing waved his hand: "Why don't you go out for a while before coming back in? I'll help him seal the Nether Palm Poison in his body first!"
"Wait!"
