The guards on the horse jumped off the horse and protected them in front of the clinic. Huo Ran? Wen?????w??w??w????

Nearly a hundred officers and soldiers in the rear caught up, holding torches in their hands, illuminating the streets as bright as the bright day, scattering and surrounding the clinic.

Under the flames, the officers and soldiers looked solemn and held steel swords with awesome spirit.

The old doctor was so scared by the situation that he hugged in the corner and did not dare to speak.

Many residents around were awakened, and faint lights lit up in the windows. They opened the door and looked around. Seeing this scene, their faces changed and they quickly retracted and closed the door tightly.

If it is just a child, it is not worth the trouble.

But Li Xianyuan was not only a Tongsheng, but also wrote a poem about weather and was even named the Sixth-rank Neihou Guard. The magistrate of Wuhou City was only the eighth-rank magistrate.

The county magistrate stepped forward and saw that Li Xianyuan's face was pale and his right shoulder was covered with blood-stained bandages, and he became angry.

"Who did it!"

The magistrate dismounted, wearing an official uniform and hat. Lin stood in front of the clinic without anger and threatened himself. He shouted coldly: "Strictly order the soldiers of the East and West Gate to block the city gates and prohibit any exit from the city. Strictly arrest the head, you lead a team to the inn and block there."

Li Xianyuan was about to speak to the county magistrate, but when he heard what the magistrate said, "Please wait, magistrate."

The magistrate turned around and saluted slightly: "Is there anything wrong with Lord Li?"

Li Xianyuan was slightly stunned, and then she remembered that she had been named Guanneihou. It was nothing wrong to call her, so she continued: "There are many people here, let's go in and talk."

The magistrate glanced around and stood in the streets of officers and soldiers, with only the crackling sound of torches.

He nodded and walked into the clinic with several adults.

A guard who Li Xianyuan had never seen came in together, walked at the end, and closed the wooden door of the clinic with his backhand.

"Now, who can be said to be what he does?" The county magistrate looked anxious.

The magistrate said in a deep voice: "Mr. Li refused to say it just now, but the murderer was outside?"

Li Xianyuan shook his head.

The county magistrate turned his head and said angrily to the two guards on the side: "Songshan and Song Shi. I told you to protect Lord Li well. This is how you protect him!?"

After saying that, he looked at Li Xianyuan and widened his eyes wide: "But what the Liu family did! If this is true, I will send troops to wash his Liu family!"

"Zhenghao!" County Magistrate Lin shouted lightly, stopping County Magistrate Fang's excited words.

Song Shan and Song Shi brothers looked at each other, knelt in front of Li Xianyuan and others with a thump, untied the steel knife and placed it in front of him: "The subordinates asked Mr. Li to be attacked by the evil man, and they knew they were guilty. Please let the magistrate fall."

Li Xianyuan said at this time: "Minister of the County, the County Magistrate, this matter has nothing to do with the two elder brothers, nor with the Liu family. If that man wants to kill me, it will be useless even if the palace guards come."

"Who is the enemy?" the master couldn't help but ask.

Li Xianyuan looked around and spoke slowly.

"Cultivator."

As the words came to an end, the clinic fell into a strange silence.

The dim oil lamp swayed, reflecting everyone's side faces, and the shadows under him swayed slightly.

After a long time, the magistrate said in a deep voice: "Why did the other party attack you?"

The flames reflected half of the magistrate's face, and the other half was in the shadow, looking uncertain.

Li Xianyuan is just him: "I have no reason to kill people in the devil's way."

The county magistrate said bitterly: "Is the big tree attracting wind..."

Mortals and the world of cultivation are not the same system. Just like a cultivator who said to another cultivator that I will protect you, but an immortal jumped out and said that I want to kill you.

Cultivators will not be so unscrupulous. They kill mortals more deeply than scholars who commit crimes. Once they are ready, they will be killed without mercy. The people who are truly willing to act are the demons. Although most of them will not kill innocent people indiscriminately, everything is as they wish, which means I don’t think you are happy, so what if you kill you?

The hero violates the ban with martial arts, and the same is true for monks. If there is a constraint on the righteous sect, the devil's way will not be too restricted.

At first glance, it seems cruel and chaotic, but in fact, there is a balance between the three realms of mortals, cultivation and immortals. Even the demonic path is strictly prohibited from killing mortals, except for a few demonic cultivators who are indiscriminately killing innocent people in order to practice demon skills.

The latter is better to deal with. There are Taoist temples everywhere, and once the demonic aura approaches, there will be warnings. The scholar's aura and the power of the state fortune can be restrained, not to mention the gods who are idle and who are walking around in the earth and catching a few monsters and killing a few demons.

The more famous ones are the Pure Yang Sword Immortal Lu Dongbin and the other seven immortals. Zhong Kui occasionally transforms into the lower world, and there is Nezha who goes to Chentangguan when he has nothing to do, the Three Holy Mothers who live in Mount Hua, the Four Seas Dragon Clan who loves to meddle in other people's business, and a group of scattered immortals and earth immortals.

So much so that the true demon cultivator only has word of mouth, and no one has seen it.

The master pondered for a moment and came up with a plan: "Can we take advantage of the situation?"

"Taking the momentum?" the county magistrate thought.

The master nodded: "Like the young dragon who gave me a memorial and secret order, it likes poetry and prose, and we may use its power to scare away the cultivators."

The county magistrate said happily: "This method is feasible, but how should we convey the information."

The magistrate concentrated his mind and said to the master: "Yongzhi, you are going to write a book now. I just say that Li Xianyuan has long admired the name of the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea and wants to visit him on a date."

The master nodded and was about to leave, but Li Xianyuan, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly shook his head and said, "It's not appropriate."

The master stopped and turned to see Li Xianyuan.

Li Xianyuan said to several people: "The Dragon Palace is powerful, and I, a small Guannei Marquis, sent me a visitation letter, but I don't care about it. Even if I pay attention, I'll just be polite. How can I protect me? Even if everything is possible before... How long can the Dragon Palace protect me? Three or five days, or fifteen days?"

Li Xianyuan's words are reasonable. The Dragon Palace can protect him for three or five days, but he cannot protect him all the time.

The county magistrate said urgently: "There are other methods."

He regards all the students of the academy as his children. Now Li Xianyuan’s fate is the most important thing, so how can he sleep peacefully? The enemy is a cultivator, and the county magistrate who has always been sure to win can do nothing.

As a marquis of Guannei, Li Xianyuan also wrote a poem about the weather. The great merchants must have tried their best to protect Li Xianyuan. But in the end, they are all ordinary people, and even if they send the Imperial Guards, it would be useless. They can only find other methods.

Li Xianyuan looked at County Magistrate Lin: "Mr., you should also know a little about the birth of Wuhou City tonight."

The magistrate nodded: "What is the Zhao Sect looking for in Wuhou City in the cultivation world? The disciples of Chunyang Sect stopped him, and Ye Sheng fought fiercely. The Zhao Sect was not supported, so let's retreat for the time being.

"Zhao Sect..." Zhao Zhao said in the same voice, and Li Xianyuan listened to him for a while. After thinking for a moment, Li Xianyuan spoke: "The one who hurt me is the girl with black robe who was following her recently. She brought something from the palace. I mistakenly regarded her as Princess Huiming. She exposed her minions to attack me tonight. I think she is the person of Zhao Sect."

The county magistrate said: "Since you are retreating, I want to be worried for the time being?"

A girl's unruly and evil smile appeared in her mind. Li Xianyuan shook her head: "No accident, she will come to me soon. Maybe... it's even a corner here."
Chapter completed!