Chen Qingyu is really a bold girl who is willing to gamble and lose, the sky-high chips of 10 million US dollars were quickly transferred to Lin Xiaocao's account in the Swiss bank, to say something that should be struck by lightning, money is really a mess of waste paper for Miss Chen, this number that can make countless people crazy is far from making her heart tangled than losing her first kiss, after the transfer was completed, she returned to the Chinese medicine nursing home in the Seventh Prince's Club, and found that Lin Xiaocao was still there, sitting on the original sofa, as if motionless.

"The money has already been sent to you. ”

Chen Qingyu said softly, not pretentious, not resentful, not arrogant, calm and quiet, this kind of expression and tone, even if it is just a cover-up, is perfect enough.

"Got it. ”

Lin Xiaocao said lightly, he hesitated, and handed a piece of origami to Chen Qingyu again: "If your master can trust me, let him take the medicine according to this prescription, and the recovery should be faster." ”

It was a very ordinary piece of paper, folded a square at random, Chen Qingyu reached out and opened it, about ten flavors of traditional Chinese medicine, Xingcao, the font is not beautiful, but the words are like Lin Xiaocao and his people, and the strokes carry a kind of coldness that seems to come to the face, and the edge is shining.

"You wrote that?"

Chen Qingyu raised the prescription in his hand.

"My second master is very good at the theory of Chinese medicine, I have learned some of it, I dare not say that the level is very high, but at least it is a little better than the doctors here. ”

Lin Xiaocao nodded, he is not bragging, every appearance of the God of War is a bloody storm that cannot be ignored, and the record is brilliant, but this does not mean that he is really an undefeated King Kong, he will also be injured, and he has also been seriously injured and dying, and the dense scars that Poplar inadvertently saw are proof that the glory of the God of War is completely the light poured with Lin Xiaocao's own blood and the blood of the enemy, he can live until now, and that medical skill is the key to saving lives many times.

"I'll go and get it to Master. ”

Chen Qingyu smiled, picked up the ruddy little mouth that had just been wantonly gnawed by Lin Xiaocao, and turned around and pushed open the door of the recuperation room.

Lin Xiaocao leaned back on the sofa and closed her eyes to recuperate.

Wang Bolong, who blasted away Lin Shushu and the others who rushed over to watch the play, looked at Lin Xiaocao on the sofa, hesitated, walked over and sat opposite him, and said softly: "Your Highness, I told my cousin your identity." ”

"Hmm. ”

Lin Xiaocao was noncommittal, and responded vaguely, his identity was destined to be impossible to keep secret for a long time, and he didn't think it was interesting to be incognito, at present, he just planned to temporarily distinguish between Lin Xiaocao and Lin Xuanyuan's two identities, one bright and one dark, just for the convenience of doing things, very simple purpose, the identity of the God of War is disclosed in the hearts of a limited number of people, and it will not become an obstacle, on the contrary, it will get some support.

"I was on the phone with Uncle Jianghu last night, and he asked me to tell you that no matter what, he owes you a life. ”

Wang Bolong said slowly, looking at Lin Xiaocao, who was sitting opposite him, he moved, and his body hurt.

Speaking from the heart, he admires the God of War very much, but if you want to say that you like to be close, there are really not much, every time you see him, Wang Bolong feels a little awkward in his heart, and because of some inexplicable involvement, he can't give Lin Xiaocao an accurate positioning, the complicated relationship between Lin Xiaocao and the royal family makes Wang Bolong feel depressed every time he doesn't talk to him.

"Got it. ”

Lin Xiaocao said softly, I don't know if it was because of the anger in his heart that was released from the fight just now or because of something else, his tone was surprisingly softer: "He will come to Kyushu City sooner or later, I am waiting to drink with him." ”

"Okay, I'll tell Uncle Jianghu. ”

Wang Bolong smiled slightly, nodded and agreed.

Wang Jianghu!

Even in the royal family with such masters, this is a figure of sufficient weight, the royal family of about 30,000 people is a behemoth that few people are willing to provoke in the dark world, but there are only three elite private armed forces belonging to the royal family.

The law enforcement team that has existed since the founding of the Wang family, and another organization that the emperor subsequently separated from the law enforcement team: the consul of the Wang family, and the last one is the war puppet that Wang Jinxiu, the little princess of the royal family, has tried to establish in recent years, but at present, this organization is not perfect, and it is basically useless.

And Wang Jianghu is one of the only two deputy consuls among the consuls of the Wang family, the consuls are different from the law enforcement team that already has a great commander, the position of the consul is always vacant, and the two deputy consuls are the supreme leaders within the organization, and they can be said to be high-powered in the Wang family, belonging to the real high-level sequence.

Wang Bolong opened his mouth, and was just about to continue talking, when the door of the recuperation room was opened from the inside, Chen Qingyu slowly walked out, glanced at Wang Bolong a little strangely, and said to Lin Xiaocao: "Master wants to invite you in to talk alone, is it okay?"

Lin Xiaocao was slightly stunned, frowned, and said, "Is there a problem with the prescription?"

"I don't know, Master didn't say it, but he wanted you to go in and talk alone. ”

Chen Qingyu shook his head, glanced at Lin Xiaocao, and his moist eyes immediately shifted to another position.

"Good. ”

Lin Xiaocao stood up, didn't say much, and walked into the confirmation room filled with the strong smell of Chinese medicine.

This is a small room, the soft light in the room is sprinkled in every corner, and there is a recliner in the center, Yang Wuwei is lying on it quietly, holding a book, silently flipping through it, next to him, boiling a pot of Chinese medicine with a simmer, the heat is almost the same.

"Elder Yang, are you looking for me?"

Lin Xiaocao walked up to Yang Wuwei, pulled a chair and sat down at random, calmly looking at the old man who was injured by his own hands, and his tone did not have the slightest guilt.

"I've seen this recipe. ”

Yang Wuwei picked up the prescription written by Lin Xiaocao and smiled: "I am familiar with the style of this prescription, so please confirm it." ”

Lin Xiaocao didn't speak, but raised her eyebrows.

Yang Wuwei moved on the recliner, affecting the injury of his body, frowning slightly, and smiling bitterly, he was not lightly injured today, it is best to be able to move as little as possible, and it seems that he will stay here for a few days, if it weren't for this, he really didn't want to talk to this young man who had just defeated him with this kind of attitude of relying on the old and selling the old:" The style of this recipe is obvious, and it can also be regarded as a lineage in the empire, originating from Ye Chunqiu Ye Lao, and then to the current guardian of the empire, Wang Tianxiong, Wang Zong, and only their masters and apprentices can use medicine like this, and the sword goes sideways, but the effect is really magical, young man, what is the relationship between you and the two of them?"

He looked at Lin Xiaocao's face, seemed to understand something, and laughed at himself: "Don't worry, since I can be Qingyu's master, my position is obvious, and for today's empire, I can't affect an old man, today's conversation, I can guarantee that it will not be known by a third person, you can trust me." ”

"Ye Lao is my second master. ”

Lin Xuanyuan groaned: "Mr. Wang, it's my senior brother. ”

"You are Lin Xuanyuan?!"

Although he already had a guess in his heart, hearing Lin Xiaocao's answer, Yang Wuwei was still shocked in his heart: "You are Lin Fengxue and"

Yang Wuwei's voice stopped suddenly.

In the small room, a murderous aura that was sharp to the extreme suddenly erupted, firmly locking on Yang Wuwei.

Lin Xiaocao's expression was still plain, his eyes stared at Yang Wuwei, and he remained silent.

But the famous old immortal in the empire had no doubt that if he continued to talk, what he was waiting for would definitely be the fatal blow of this young man!

"It turned out to be His Highness the God of War. ”

Yang Wuwei smiled bitterly, shook his head, and sighed in a tone of emotion: "I went to Kunlun once ten years ago, and I visited Ye Lao, and I heard Ye Lao talk about you once, when you assassinated the emperor, I still couldn't believe it, thinking that it was just a duplicate name, after all, with your position, you should not stand on the opposite side of the imperial family no matter what, until now I can be sure that it is really you." ”

Lin Xiaocao narrowed his eyes and was silent, his handsome and rigid face looked extremely dangerous in the slightly dim soft light.

"Your Highness comes to Kyushu City, I'm afraid it's not just as simple as being a bodyguard, right?"

Yang Wuwei was silent for a while, sighed slightly, and looked at Lin Xiaocao tentatively.

"Revenge. ”

Lin Xiaocao's voice gave the answer indifferently.

Yang Wuwei, who was not surprised by this answer, nodded: "The Southwest Lin family is already deeply rooted in the empire, although His Highness is invincible, it is impossible for one person to uproot them, and the most outstanding successor of the Southwest Lin family has now entered the Thunder Squad, his goal is very clear, that is, to aim at the position of President Wang, once successful, you are equivalent to fighting with the elite of the entire empire, I have a suggestion, I don't know if Your Highness wants to hear it?"

"What?"

Lin Xiaocao said calmly.

The smile on Yang Wuwei's face stretched slightly, becoming more and more obvious, like an old fox who had succeeded in his conspiracy: "I don't know if Your Highness is interested in coming to the National Special Squadron? This will be a springboard for you to enter the Shenzhou Guardian, if you can snipe the most outstanding successor of the Southwest Lin family and successfully take over the position of President Wang, you will be much smoother to report revenge." ”

"Not interested. ”

Lin Xiaocao shook his head, refusing very simply.