It's not in the photo, but it's in reality.

Is it possible that the golden hoop rod has become such an inconspicuous stone?

It can't just come out of nowhere, right?

"It's beautiful indeed. As Nie Ting intended, Lin Hao praised him, and then said, "Xiaoting, it's not too early, hurry up and go to bed, you have to go back to school early tomorrow." ”

Nie Ting nodded, said, and already stood up, "Okay, then I'll go." ”

The place where she was stationed was about a few hundred meters away from here, which was also arranged by Lin Hao in order to deal with the sudden situation and for her safety.

"Don't miss me too much. Lin Hao shouted at her back.

"you!" and then came Nie Ting's coquettish hum.

"Haha. ”

Lin Hao laughed and watched Nie Ting leave.

Immediately, he stood up and walked towards the inconspicuous stone in the group of stone pillars, even in the dark, with his immortal cultivator's ability, it was like day. 1

The stone is very large, gray, exactly the same color as other stones, and it doesn't look special, and it doesn't exude fluctuations of aura.

Lin Hao stretched out a hand and stroked it slightly.

Ordinary to the touch.

"No, isn't this just an ordinary stone?"

"Why don't you try that blood?"

If you want to try, you can try, Lin Hao has always been a person who explains with actions.

Biting the finger with his teeth, a drop of bright red blood oozed out, and with a flip of the finger, the blood dripped down and landed on the stone.

One second

Two seconds

Nothing was born.

"Damn, forget it. ”

Just when Lin Hao was about to give up, the blood dripping on the stone suddenly seeped in.

Lin Hao suddenly became excited.

Useful and useful!

But for Mao, there is still no response?

After staring at the stone for more than ten seconds, he waited quietly for it to turn into a golden golden hoop stick.

A little more than a minute later

Lin Hao's eyes were about to dry, and the stone still didn't change at all, it should be like that or that.

"It's strange, it's obviously absorbed, why is it still unresponsive? ”

The scalp is about to be scratched, and there is still no way.

"Could it be because of the aura?"

The aura in his body had already been drained by the green snake, and there was nothing left, and there was no time to replenish the spirit pool, whether it was in the blood or in the body, it was empty.

"Hehe, then go to the underworld first, just replenish the aura, prepare for the battle that may occur at any time tomorrow, sell the cigarettes in your hand to Chen Jiahui, and try to bring this guy back to the mortal world by the way. ”

After thinking about it, Lin Hao didn't care about this stone, turned around and ran towards the old forest with few people.

After Lin Hao left, he didn't see that the stone that was dripping with blood suddenly emitted a golden light, but it was fleeting, like a flash in the pan, and the stone was still that ordinary.

Chen Bing, who happened to walk out of the tent, seemed to see this scene, and frowned, "Is this my delusion?"

Rubbing his eyes, he opened them again, and the stone was still standing there, without any special changes, and there was no aura that the treasure should emit from it.

"It should be too much pressure these days, huh, there are still so many things that have not been solved in the Nansha Police Department, I heard that there is a large-scale weapon fight there in Jinbi Brilliant, it is really not worry-free, the organization is really, I have to come to find any treasures, forget it, the things here should be finished quickly." ”

Chen Bing patted his forehead and immediately stepped into the tent again.

On the other side, Lin Hao had already activated the teleportation, and the target was directed at the underworld.

In a flash, the scene changed, and the figure reappeared in the same corner where he had left the underworld last time, along with him, the backpack full of cigarettes.

"There's still no pressure to carry something. ”

Feeling the weight behind him, he lifted his legs, and turned into a few corners according to the route that Chen Jiahui took last time, and soon, hanging on the mahogany gate, two gilded modern fonts of "Chen Mansion" appeared in front of him.

"Knock Knock"

Lin Hao walked up the steps in a few steps, grabbed a knocker and knocked on the door.

"Crunch"

Soon, a servant in period costume opened the door.

"Well, you're Lin Hao's son, right?" the waiter asked.

"You know me?"

"The last time you came with the master, just a few days ago, the little servant was also guarding the gate, and the son won't remember it. The ghost servant said in a respectful tone.

"Yes, of course I do. Lin Hao said with a smile.

said so with his mouth, but he couldn't help but slander in his heart. Remember an egg, which onion are you tm counting, why should labor and management remember you?

In the consciousness of this ghost servant, the identity of a person who can be good friends with his master will not be simple, and it is a good thing to be able to get the memory of such a big person.

"The master has instructed, if the prince comes to the Chen Mansion again, he will never stop him. ”

The ghost servant opened a mouthful of big yellow teeth, which was also strange and scary, "Childe, the master is in the mansion, I will take you there." ”

As he spoke, he had already taken the lead in walking towards the big house in front of him, "Childe, please come with the servant." ”

The ghost servant led Lin Hao through the dark barrier, and the familiar and shocking scene appeared in front of him again.

"Hahaha, Brother Lin, I knew it was you who came. ”

As soon as the front foot stepped in, and the back foot had not been retracted, Chen Jiahui's bold and capable laughter came from his ears.

At a fixed glance, Chen Jiahui was standing not far in front of him.

When the Lord came, the ghost servant secretly retreated.

"Old Chen. Lin Hao shouted.

"Hey. ”

The corners of Chen Jiahui's mouth twitched, "This generation, it's not like this, so let's do it, if the virtuous nephew doesn't dislike it, just call the old man Uncle Chen." ”

"Uncle Chen. Lin Hao did so and called Uncle Chen.

This is someone else's territory, and everything you do has to go through the brain, and in the underworld, with such a relationship, at least in the future, when selling cigarettes or other things in the underworld, you can be guaranteed.

"Hahaha, okay. Chen Jiahui laughed and patted Lin Hao's shoulder.

"Uncle Chen, in fact, I came to you this time, not only because of the cigarette business I promised a few days ago, but also because of several extremely important things. ”

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