"It turned out to be the famous Liu alliance lord, no wonder he can defeat the city lord of the border town."

"In the future, Liu Mengzhu will sell us the Immortal Pill, and our life will be much better."

"It's great! I thought that I would never have a chance with Immortal Pill in my life, but I didn't expect to be able to afford it in the future."

...

Liu Zhengyang distributed the immortal pills in his hand one by one, making sure that every monk had one in his hand, and then left.

After leaving the border town, Zhong Qinglei glanced back and said with some emotion: "Alas, I'm afraid there will be a **** storm in the border town soon."

"How do you say?" Liu Zhengyang was stunned for a moment.

"That's not easy? How can people be satisfied?" Zhong Qinglei said with emotion: "Although you worked hard to distribute the immortal pill to every cultivator in the city, and promised to sell it in the future, you didn't practice it in front of them after all. Do you think they will believe you?"

Liu Zhengyang was stunned again, and found that he really had some negligence.

Moreover, he already understood what Zhong Qinglei wanted to say.

It is precisely because he does not believe that Liu Zhengyang can mass-produce immortal pills to sell in the future, so immortal pills are still very scarce in the eyes of those monks. Once the powerful monks are not satisfied, they will definitely **** the weak.

Of course, there will definitely be many weak monks who are alert enough to hide or escape from the border town immediately.

But there will certainly be a lot of unresponsive ones.

Those who are slow will become the prey to the strong.

If they are willing to hand over the Immortal Pill obediently, it is fine, if not, then there is only a dead end.

Liu Zhengyang's heart sank, he didn't know what to say.

His kindness, I really didn't expect it to turn into that.

"What? Do you want to go back to save people?" Zhong Qinglei saw Liu Zhengyang's unbearable expression and asked, "Unfortunately, even if you rush back now, it is too late. The **** battle must have already begun. I can only hope that the weak monk will believe in the future. If there is something to sell, send the immortal pill."

"Why didn't you remind me earlier?" Liu Zhengyang said with some reluctance: "Even if there are not too many monks who die because of this, we should try to avoid it."

"How did I know you wouldn't even think of such a thing." Zhong Qinglei said nonchalantly: "Those who make big things are casual, I thought you didn't care about the casualties at all, I just wanted to use this method to keep the monks in the border town from being killed by Yuan Man. use."

After a pause, Zhong Qinglei comforted Liu Zhengyang again and said, "Don't think so much. Compared to them becoming enemies with us in the future, and then dying at our hands, the result is now a good one."

Liu Zhengyang thought about it and thought it made sense, so he could only reluctantly pack up his mood and continue to set off.

After leaving the border town, they continued to march north for a day and a night, and suddenly found that there were more and more monks on the road.

Moreover, those monks who have grown up are all heading to the south, that is, the direction of the border town.

Looking at their hurried appearance, it seems that if you walk slowly, you will suffer a big loss.

Liu Zhengyang and Zhong Qinglei have traveled to many places, but this is the first time they have seen such a situation.

"It's so strange." Liu Zhengyang asked, "Where did they come from? What are they going to do in the south?"

"You said, did they receive news of the Immortal Pill, so they rushed to buy it?" Zhong Qinglei secretly guessed.

"Who are you?" Just as Zhong Qinglei spoke, someone asked.