You have to explore everything by yourself. This feeling is like a person who has reached the realm of demon refining. Both good and evil are completely dependent on personal control. Otherwise, he will be in catastrophe at any time.

This Donggu Village is also quite strange. When they came in, it was clear that this place was inland, but in the end they found a river among countless streets and alleys.

Su Ruqing stood by the river, waiting for Nangong Lie to rent a boat. Don't ask why she didn't go with him, because she had no money.

Such a legitimate reason made Nangong Lie shake his head and sigh about his miserable life before renting a boat.

"Girl, are you an immortal?" Just when Su Ruqing was bored, a cautious voice from behind interrupted her thoughts. She turned her head and looked behind her in confusion.

He looked like a burly man in his thirties, his gray cloth was covered with patches, and his face was obviously tired. A pair of cloudy eyes looked at Su Ruqing with expectation, and his big rough hands kept rubbing each other.

"I'm not."

After saying that, Su Ruqing turned around and didn't intend to pay attention again.

"Girl, you must be an immortal, please save my son." The big man behind him did not listen to her words, thinking that Su Ruqing disliked his poor appearance, so he knelt on the ground with a plop and began to complain.

Su Ruqing smiled bitterly, turned around, and watched the big man's complaint with cold eyes, and said quietly: "Even if I am an immortal, why should I help you?"

"My son is seriously ill, and the doctors said he is incurable. Unless a cultivator can be found to save his life, I, old Wu Qiong, have no ability. But I also know that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. As an immortal, you

Saving my son is also a way of accumulating merit." Seeing that Su Ruqing was interested, Old Wu quickly told him what he had asked about and what he thought. This was really righteous and more upright than Su Ruqing's statement that she had no money.

"Hmph, that's funny." Looking at the old man, the smile on Su Ruqing's face turned into mockery. She raised her head and stared into the old man's eyes, her eyes like lightning. "If you have time to cry here, why not go back and spend more time with your son?"

Accompany him, as you are, no one will be willing to save your son."

It was obvious that he had the attitude of asking for help, but he was more confident than himself. He must have had the same attitude when he went to the medical clinic. She had seen many such people before.

There are always some people who feel that if you are more capable than others, you should work more and do more. They always feel that it is right for you to do everything they cannot do.

Such selfish thoughts and self-righteous actions made Su Ruqing dismissive. No one should be morally kidnapped, and no one should be owed anything.

"You have such a powerful cultivation level that even a mortal is not willing to save you. Why did you practice in the first place!" Donggu Village is a small village, and occasionally some outsiders will talk about the cultivators they meet, some good and some bad, but

Most cultivators will not attack mortals at will because of the rules of Hongyuan Continent.

Therefore, these people will not be too scared even if they see the cultivator. Now do they think they are powerful and want to do things for him?

"Get lost!" Not wanting to waste words with him, Su Ruqing waved her sleeves, and the big man in front of her flew back involuntarily, leaving her in an instant and landing thirty feet away.

Not far away, Nangong Lie, who came with the boatman, looked at this scene, frowned, turned sideways and said a few words to the boatman beside him, and then went to the big man who had not recovered yet.

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