[Anti-theft + drug test!] 】

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Balmy autumn day.

Just after the Mid-Autumn Festival, the city of Marcel is lit up with thousands of homes, and the whole town is immersed in a peaceful atmosphere as far as the eye can see.

South of the city, away from home.

The pharmacist was staying in a hut in the side courtyard from Kiyosawa.

The room was not large, barely enough to fit a table, chair and a bed.

The young man lying on the bed had his eyes closed, his face was like gold paper, his fists were clenched tightly, the green tendons on his arms were bulging, and the whole person was extremely painful.

As the boy murmured in pain, the oil lamp at the head of the bed flickered, and the face of the boy shone against the boy's face.

Li Qingze looked at the young man on the bed, and his face was a little worried.

"Pharmacist."

The door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man in armor walked in.

"Du Heng, how is it?" Li Qingze eagerly greeted him, "Did you get it?" ”

The man named Du Heng looked solemn when he was asked by Qing Ze, and after a long time, he shook his head.

Although it was the result that he had already known, when facing it, Li Qingze still held on to the table in despair.

"That damn treasury manager, he actually told me that if you want to get the Tianjie grass, you have to ask the master, who doesn't know that the master has gone to the temple half a month ago to report on his work, and he can't come back at all in half a month, then the warehouse manager is simply a dog fighting people, holding the second master's chicken feathers as an arrow, if the uncle is still here, this grandson dares to be so arrogant!"

In the end, Du Heng wanted to kill Nakuguan immediately, but when he saw the young man on the bed, his eyes immediately changed, and he asked worriedly, "Pharmacist, ...... young master?"

"If there is no Heavenly Rank Grass medicine, the little young master may not survive tonight."

Liqing Ze sighed.

As early as when he sent Du Heng to ask the treasury for the Heavenly Rank Grass, he had already thought of facing such a result, although the Heavenly Rank Grass was not a treasure of heaven and earth, but it was also an extremely rare medicinal material for repairing the spiritual root.

The little young master is the only son of the uncle, but he was plotted by someone in his infancy, and his spiritual roots were completely destroyed, and he couldn't cultivate.

In the past, he was protected by the uncle, and he didn't dare to do anything to the little master when he left home, but ten years ago, the uncle and the eldest lady both died in the battle of Ten Thousand Beasts Peak, and without the protection of the uncle, the little young master was like a tender grass in the cold wind, and everyone wanted to bully.

Especially the second master, since he took over the rights of the uncle, he has been unpleasant to the little young master all day long, and he has been suppressed everywhere, he and Du Heng were entrusted by the uncle on his deathbed, although they tried their best to protect the little master, but it was difficult to keep the little master safe.

Thinking that the little young master was taken to the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain three days ago, and was pushed into the Soul Devouring Cave by the demon beasts, Li Qingze felt that his heart was like a knife.

"But you lamp." Du Heng pointed to the lamp on the head of the bed.

"This is the original master to the uncle, said that it was handed down from the hands of an ancient emperor, igniting it has the effect of concentrating the spirit, when the uncle gave it to me, this lamp has been used two-thirds, these **** every day to study the operation of the exercises used in this lamp, but there is no clue, if the lamp goes out, the little master will not be saved."

"-!" Du Heng slammed the table hard, "Is there no other way?" The little young master is the only bloodline left by the uncle in the world, when the uncle was dying, if the little master has any mistakes, you and I will not have the face to see the uncle in the future. ”

"Yes!"

"What's the solution?"

"Steal!" Li Qingze's eyes were burning like fire, "The little young master's injury is urgent, since the treasury doesn't give it, then he has to steal," as he said, he looked at Du Heng and asked clearly, "Du Heng, you are the uncle's personal guard, you should know that stealing away from home is a big crime to be expelled from the sect, the second master has long regarded the little young master as a thorn in the flesh, and he will inevitably send heavy troops to guard it at this moment, and he may die for a lifetime, are you willing?" ”

Du Heng smiled brightly, "Pharmacist, you and I have known each other for decades, you know my character best, the uncle has the grace to save my life, the little young master is the only bloodline left by the uncle, since I have promised the uncle, I will protect the little young master, if I really lose my life because of this, it is just to return the uncle, what is the pity." ”

That's it, there's no need to say more.

The city of Marcel is still a light of ten thousand homes, and as one of the three major families, it is also more warm in solemnity at this moment.

Woohoo.

Two black shadows flew out of the courtyard, and in the blink of an eye, they merged with the black.

At this moment, no one noticed that the young man lying on the bed, not long after the door closed, his clenched fist suddenly loosened, and then he grabbed his five fingers and quickly returned to the cage, and the moment he returned to the cage, the young man lying on the bed sat up like a spring.

"Where is this?"

"Who am I?"

"Why am I here?"

After three questions in a row, he didn't get a reply from the night, he looked left and right, except for the faint light, there was no half of the people in the whole room at all, "Damn! ”

Seeing everything in front of him clearly, the disappointment in Liye's heart is like a surging river, and he curses and lies down again.

I think he has been cultivating for hundreds of years, and finally became the Netherworld Ancient Emperor, even if the soul of the thunderbolt needs to be crossed, then at least he has to arrange a girl when he wakes up.

Aren't all storytellers in drama books such a routine? How did you end up in a cold little black room?

"Sure enough, the tricks are all lies," Liye sighed, "I knew I wouldn't have played mahjong when I broke through the bottleneck, that thirteen!" It took tens of thousands of years to touch such a good deck of cards, and it turned to ashes. ”

Saying that, the tears are about to fall from the night, this ...... It's so unfair!

Bang bang bang.

Before the night was full of cows, he heard the sound of fighting in the distance, and vaguely with the sound of men.

"Pharmacist, I treat you well when I leave home, I can't imagine that you will give back to you like this."

"Hmph, You Zitong, you don't have to say it so pretendiously, you are staying here today, you must know our purpose, hand over the Tianjie grass, and the old man will spare your life."

"Away from Qingze, you can't help but think too highly of yourself, I am the guard next to the second master, if I am just shackled by your little means, then I You Zitong still have the face to see the second master."

"Get out of the way, let me kill this bastard."

"Du Heng, you are looking for death!"

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"Sick."

Liye rolled his eyes greatly, and didn't sleep in the middle of the night to fight, this group of ignorant children, sure enough, was the same as the bewitching sluts outside, and before he finished rolling his eyes, an oil lamp forcibly broke into his sight.

The oil lamp was completely black, shaped like a lotus flower, and there were glass bottles of about half an inch hanging on each of the nine corners, eight of which were empty, and the remaining glass bottle contained less than half a bottle of green liquid, and in the dark environment, the bottle was like a small firefly.

"Damn, isn't it, Nine-Star Lantern?" Liye wailed, "No wonder I always want to go this way, it turns out that this lamp is a ghost, could it be that this is away from home?" ”

With the help of the light, Liye couldn't help but hold his forehead after re-examining the surrounding environment, "The old man from Changchun is too miserable now, isn't it, when he saved his buddies, he was still a major general, and now he has become a beggar?" No, tens of thousands of years have passed, and Changchun died early, this is home...... It's too special to give birth to a loser! ”

While sighing, he stretched out two fingers towards the wick while leaving the night.

Bang bang bang.

The sound of the fight outside was even stronger, and there was a muffled sound, and I heard the arrogant man just now laughing, "Leaving Qingze, today is your death." ”

The hand that left the night stopped in vain.

Away from Kiyozawa?

Surname Li?

Someone away from home?

The three questions were answered in just a moment.

"Damn, even if you leave home, no matter how miserable you are, you can't kill people at the gate of the courtyard so openly, you really think there is no one left home, right?" scolded, turned over and got out of bed from the night.

Before he could stand firmly, he stumbled and fell on the bed again, and in the dantian, a powerful shackle was like a monstrous beast, and almost instantly, he nailed Liye to the bed board.

"What's going on?"

(To be continued.) )