Guard the scripture pavilion for a hundred years, invest in the son of the plane!

"You are right, I am a coward, an out-and-out coward." Li Wuxiang has completely fallen into regret at this moment.

From the day he woke up after walking out of the withered forest, he seemed to have lost his soul.

"But what's the use of that? What's the point of cultivating? They risked their lives to save me, but what they saved was just a useless coward." Li Wuxiang showed a wry smile on his face.

Until now, he no longer had any hope of continuing to practice, which made him increasingly depressed. Seeing the people on the ring fighting vigorously, he just missed it.

But the more he misses it, the more he will fall into the vortex of pain.

Su Han immediately slapped him on the face, and this slap directly caused Li Wuxiang in front of him to show a dazed expression.

"It's really worthless for their death. If they know that they have saved such a guy with their lives, then I don't think they will do such a thing again." Su Leng snorted.

"What they saved was the high-spirited you back then, not the coward you are now." Su Han said angrily.

But he couldn't help it, after all, the young man in front of him was completely destroyed in the duel with the big demon.

To this day, he still hasn't figured out how strong the big monster is.

It's not that he hasn't worked hard for this. He wanted to take revenge like that big monster. After so long of training, coupled with the subsequent blows, he found that no matter how strong he became, he could not meet that monster. As a big monster, he felt that he still had no chance of winning.

"That's right, they saved a coward back. If that's the case, I'll give their lives back today." Li Wuxiang showed a bleak smile on his face, and he immediately pulled out the sword in his hand, I want to kill myself with a sword.

Just when he was about to end his life with a sword, suddenly a big hand held his arm, preventing the sword in his hand from entering and sharing.

When he came back to his senses, he only saw Su Han, who was listening, staring at him with a frowning face.

"You guy, you really let me down, you not only let me down, but also the other two dead people, and even the other two disabled people should be even more disappointed in you." "Su Han shook his head helplessly.

He also felt that he was too naive, "How can I easily save the person in front of me who has been tortured for hundreds of years with just a few words?

After all, this guy has been living in regret for so long, how could he change easily because of some of his words?

Up to now, the main reason is that he no longer has the belief to live, and the health of his two friends who survived by chance is also deteriorating.

And he has no way to save them at all, which makes him depressed all day long, and makes him have no idea of ​​cultivation.

"Forget it, I really can't do anything about you. If I can tell you, I can save them." Su Han said.

"Can you save them? Even the top alchemist in the Pill Emperor Pagoda said that the two of them cannot be saved. Unless they refine the legendary Tianlian Fortune Pill, no one can save them. Now Even the Pill Emperor Pagoda has been destroyed, who can save them?" Li Wuxiang showed a tragic smile on his face.

After hearing these words, the corners of Su Han's mouth twitched in front of him, cooperating with this guy for these few days, he didn't care about any news from the outside world and was completely immersed in his own world.

As long as he cares about any news from the outside world, I'm afraid this guy has come to him long ago.

"I have refined a ninth-grade elixir, and if I have the ability to practice it, then it shouldn't be a problem to save your two companions." Su Han said.

For this guy in front of him, he really has nothing to do, he can only show his cards here, but after hearing this sentence, Li Wuxiang in front of him had a gleam of light in his eyes.

The previous depression was gradually replaced by the light in his eyes. He looked at Su Han in front of him, just like looking at a baby.

"Really? Senior, can you really help me, help me save my two companions?" Li Wuxiang said with a little excitement in his words.

"That's natural. Since I said it, it will be done naturally. You can go and inquire about the outcome of the alchemist competition in the Pill Body Pagoda a few days ago."

"Of course I won't lie to anyone, after all I'm very pragmatic." Su Han said.

Originally, I wanted to use words to motivate him, but I found that this guy is completely reckless, so now I just have a showdown and just tell him that I can have that strength

||Why do you know this?" Li Wuxiang also recovered from his sadness at this time, and began to show a puzzled look on his face.

It can be said that he has never seen this person in front of him. Over the past few hundred years, he has heard of some outstanding disciples of various sects, and even some famous elders of sects, and even has some impressions of him.

But the person in front of him didn't seem to know him at all, and he didn't know where he came from.

He suddenly found himself saying that he was able to refine the ninth-grade elixir, and he knew everything about himself, how could this not make him suspicious?

"You Guzhu is my good friend, he seemed to have talked about you before, although he didn't describe what you look like, but seeing your depressed look, I knew that guy should be you, that's right. "Su Han said.

Su Han was also at this time. He never thought that this guy would recover quickly after hearing the news (of the good king), and he could become so rational.

Obviously before, there was still a muddleheaded look, dying to live, but when there was hope in his eyes, he changed into another look.

Sure enough, no matter how depraved this guy is, he still has some shrewdness and reason.

"What on earth are you helping me for? What is there in me that is worthy of your scheme?" Li Wuxiang said.

He didn't argue with Su Hanxu in front of him, but directly reached out. He didn't believe that there were really such good people in this world who could help others so desperately.

In his view, all of this is nothing more than a relationship of interest, because there is no stable bond between them, they are neither friends, nor mentors, nor relatives.

May I ask, without these three relationships, who can do their best to help you? So he is doubting. .