Douluo Continent: A Fallen Immortal Descends to Earth, Slaying Gods with a Drunken Sword

Chapter 45 Li Zhexian appears, who made my good buddy cry?

The first thing Li Zhexian did upon waking was to take out the Clear Spring Wine Pot from his waist and take a big gulp.

The fragrant wine rolled into my stomach, and the burning sensation spread. The wounds were slowly repaired under the influence of the wine.

Li Zhexian peeked out from the edge of the bird's nest, cautiously looking around.

Once it was sure it was safe, it stretched out its legs, casually resting the backs of its legs on the edge of the nest, and swayed contentedly for a few moments.

He silently drank to heal his wounds.

His thoughts, however, had already flown back to that night's life-or-death battle with Zhao Wuji.

"It was truly a matter of life and death..."

Li Zhexian silently recited in his heart, feeling a lingering fear.

"This time, luck was on my side."

"If it weren't for the torrential rain, the Frost Sword wouldn't have been able to freeze Zhao Wuji for so long."

“The bloodstains left behind by his escape cannot be washed away by the rain, and he will surely follow them.”

"even……"

"In this enormous bird's nest, a ferocious bird is entrenched..."

"When I was seriously injured and unconscious, I was probably eaten to death, leaving no trace of my body."

Li Zhexian raised his hand to wipe the wine stains from the corner of his mouth, his pale face full of seriousness.

"I am utterly disgusted with this feeling of being powerless and having my life hanging by a thread."

"My strength is still not enough. I need to become stronger, and the sword in my hand must be sharper."

After a few sips of wine, his injuries improved somewhat.

Only the fractured bones in his chest and wrist still ache faintly.

Fortunately, his Frost Spirit Body was refined into his bones, and he recovered much faster than ordinary people.

Li Zhexian took a deep breath and leaped off the bird's nest.

Upon landing.

But he stumbled.

Besides the dull pain in my body, I also felt a sense of emptiness in my abdomen.

The wine was delicious.

But it's not filling enough.

"How long was I unconscious...?"

Li Zhexian rubbed his rumbling stomach and glanced out of the giant tree with the bird's nest.

All the surrounding trees were broken in half, and the ground was covered with huge holes and churned soil.

This terrifying destruction only stopped a dozen meters away from where he was hiding in the giant tree.

A chilling coldness gripped his heart, and Li Zhexian slowly clenched his fists.

"I, Li Zhexian, will remember this lesson."

"next time……"

"Zhao Wuji, I will personally kill you!"

I wonder how things are at home now.

Out of caution, Li Zhexian chose to avoid the woods.

He knew that those who knew him must be very worried about his disappearance and the destruction of his home.

Walk around through the woods to the edge of the street.

He planned to go to the Dugu family first to let them know he was safe.

He could not enter the palace without permission, so he could only ask Dugu Bo, a royal retainer, to tell Xue Qinghe that he was safe and sound.

On the street, Li Zhexian's long hair was disheveled, his face was covered with a layer of blood and mud, and his tattered white shirt was unrecognizable, stained with mud and dried blood.

He looked so disheveled.

Where is even a trace of his former handsome and dashing appearance?

Passersby cast disdainful glances at him, and no one approached him within two meters.

However, Li Zhexian didn't care at all, and even had a smile on his lips.

Having survived the ordeal, he was able to walk on the bustling streets again and witness the vibrant human warmth.

The feeling that welled up in my heart was a sense of "life is worth living".

They hadn't even reached the Dugu residence yet.

Li Zhexian passed by a steamed bun shop.

The steaming white vapor from the two bamboo steamers placed outside the shop, mixed with the aroma of wheat and meat, slapped his nose hard.

The power of this punch.

It was even harder to defend against than Zhao Wuji's punches.

"Shopkeeper, five meat buns, please, to go."

Li Zhexian patted the treasure pouch at his waist, and two copper coins fell into his palm.

He flicked his thumb, and the copper coin spun around and landed precisely on the cutting board.

He took the bun wrapped in oil paper and ate it as he walked, taking a sip of wine and a bite of meat bun, his mouth dripping with oil.

After a few bites of hot food, a touch of color returned to her pale cheeks. *Swish!*
sough--!
And just then.

At the end of the street, suddenly came the sound of orderly and heavy footsteps.

A troop of royal guards surged in like a tide.

Pedestrians hurriedly retreated to the sides of the road.

Li Zhexian also retreated to the side of the street with the crowd, still munching on a steamed bun.

After the imperial guards passed by, I overheard two women carrying vegetable baskets whispering to each other:
"There's been so much going on in Tiandou City these past few days, with Imperial Guards patrolling the entire city even at night!"

"Sigh, it's all because a powerful person died! I heard he was a close friend of His Highness the Crown Prince, and a guest of honor of the Dugu and Ye families!"

"Everyone's saying that person's body has been completely destroyed! The salvage boats in the moat are packed with people. It looks like this Imperial Guard is going to turn the mountains in the eastern suburbs upside down!"

"Where have the Crown Prince, the Dugu family, and the Ye family gone?"

Li Zhexian's chewing motion suddenly stopped: "..."

He suddenly turned around.

They hurried towards the outskirts of the eastern city.

……

Centered on that courtyard that has been reduced to ruins.

Five hundred Imperial Guards, plus two hundred Soul Masters, conducted a thorough, carpet-style search of the outskirts of the eastern city.

They dug three feet into the ground, inspected every inch, leaving no blind spots.

In the search team.

Xue Qinghe, Dugu Yan, and Ye Lingling were clearly visible.

In addition to Yu Tianheng, who returned to his family for training, the Royal Fighting Team also included Yu Feng, Oslo, and the Shi brothers.

Everyone dispersed.

This increases the efficiency of the search.

In a lush, wooded area.

Xue Qinghe mechanically swung the sickle in his hand, sweeping away the bushes in front of him.

Her face was pale, and her lips were chapped; only her eyes held an almost pathological obsession.

"Little Lord……"

Serpent Spear Douluo sighed and advised:
"You haven't had a drop of water for two days."

"Take a break, we'll look for it for you."

Xue Qinghe seemed not to hear, and continued to swing his sickle.

"Little Lord!"

The Porcupine Douluo frowned.

"What Zhao Wuji said may not be true."

"Li Zhexian's body was not found in the moat."

"It's only been two days, Li Zhexian might not really be dead..."

Serpent Spear, his face darkening, tugged at the porcupine.

Damn you.

Is this how you give advice?

I can't offer you any advice, so what?

as predicted.

Xue Qinghe heard the words "Li Zhexian".

He couldn't hold back any longer.

My vision suddenly blurred, and tears welled up in my eyes again.

"Fuck you..."

The serpent spear mouthed a curse at the porcupine.

The pufferfish, its neck stiff with resentment, seemed unconvinced.

And just as the two were competing.

A ragged figure, exuding an air of composure, silently walked past them.

He walked straight behind Xue Qinghe.

A voice, tinged with amusement and a hint of mockery, suddenly rang out behind her:
Who made my best buddy cry?

"I'll beat him up!"

See who it is.

The pufferfish and the snake spear shuddered, their tense bodies immediately relaxing.

Xue Qinghe's trembling shoulders suddenly quieted down.

She turned around suddenly.

When anxious, tear-blurred eyes pierced through that mud- and blood-stained face, meeting those familiar, warm, smiling, dark eyes—

Xue Qinghe covered her mouth with her slender hand, unable to hold back any longer, and burst into tears.

(End of this chapter)