Deep in the street, there were sounds of sharpening knives.

The last time Liu Wuxie arrived, he saw this old man who was sharpening his knife repeatedly.

At that time, Liu Wuxie mistakenly thought he was a human race and even went up to ask.

"Master asked me to hand this to you."

Xiaoyi put the bottle that the master gave her and placed it in front of the old man who was sharpening the knife.

The old man sharpened his knife slowed down and looked at the potion bottle in front of him with a pair of dead fish eyes.

"Your master has taken great pains to help him. It seems that your master still misses him."

The old man sharpening the knife picked up the bottle, opened the cap, and a ball of black smoke emerged from the bottle and penetrated into the old man's nose.

The black gas entered the body, and the old man sharpened his knife had an expression of enjoyment on his face.

Xiaoyi did not interrupt, he wanted to wait for the old man who sharpened his knife to reply.

"Go back and tell your master that his affairs are covered by me, and I will not let him die in the world of reincarnation."

The old man sharpened his knife suddenly opened his eyes, and a terrifying death breath swept out.

"Roll!"

Xiaoyi couldn't bear the impact of death and took several steps back.

In terms of combat power, Xiaoyi is at least comparable to the human Immortal Emperor Realm. Liu Wuxie has experienced it with his own eyes. She successfully resisted the attack of Bai Ghost without death.

Then the cultivation level of the old man who sharpened his knife in front of him reached an unfathomable level.

Xiaoyi left the City of Dead, and the old man who sharpened the knife put away the whetstone, inserted the rusty iron knife back to his waist, and walked towards the depths of the City of Dead.

"I've been stuck here for too many years, it's time to go back and take a look."

After the old man sharpening the knife said, his body slowly disappeared, as if a cloud of mist had never appeared.

When entering the Void Netherworld and want to leave, I can only turn to Miss Gusu.

In recent years, Gusu girls rarely help others leave.

Liu Wuxie calculates one, and the old man sharpens the knife counts one.

Xiaoyi returned to the attic and found that the owner was lying in a wheelchair, with blood dripping down the corner of her mouth.

"Master, Master!"

Xiaoyi quickly called out, but the Gusu girl did not react at all. Xiaoyi was so anxious that she cried loudly.

"What to do, what to do!"

Xiaoyi had no idea, so his master forced the medicine to help the old man sharpening the knife leave, causing the injury to recur.

"Miss White will definitely save her master."

Xiaoyi quickly calmed down, turned into a vine, left the attic, and headed straight for the Bailing Temple.

Since Liu Wuxie left, Tongyou City has become much quieter.

Muge does nothing every day and sits in the teahouse to drink tea.

Seeing Xiaoyi running towards Bailing Temple in a hurry, Mu Ge had a bad premonition and hurriedly walked down from the teahouse and returned to his residence.

Bai Ghost is dealing with the matter, and Xiao Yi forcibly breaks into the Bai Ling Temple.

"Miss White, please save your master."

Xiaoyi injured several monsters before entering the White Spirit Hall.

After the Gusu girl let Liu Wuxie go, Bai Youling continued to order that from then on, Gusu and Xiaoyi would never be allowed to set foot in the Bailing Temple.

"This is not where you should come!"

The white ghost was still wearing snow-white fur, covering up his body and appearance.

With a wave of his hand, Xiaoyi flew backwards and threw it hard on the ground, spitting blood on his mouth.

"Miss White, the master is almost out of reach. Please save her."

Xiaoyi got up with difficulty, knelt in front of Bai Ghost, and asked her to take action to save her master.

"She deserves it, it's not worth saving, it's also her fate."
Chapter completed!