Chapter 70: The Man in the Well

At this time, Utu suddenly lifted Qin Mu's arm and asked, "City Lord, what about this little beast?" Qin Mu's eyes widened, and he seemed to see a few words appear on the animal skin tied to his arm where his own blood had soaked it.

The city lord stretched his eyebrows and looked at Qin Mu with a smile, which made Qin Mu feel a chill in his heart, "Go find a few decent clothes for him to change into." The city lord's attitude suddenly changed directly, and compared to the day of alchemy, it was a world of difference.

The city lord looked at Qin Mu with a kind expression and asked, "Why must it be frozen late, right?" He continued: "It's okay, the eldest husband only has to suffer from hardships, so as to prevent him from becoming a master." He sighed earnestly: "When you think about this moment in the future, this little suffering in front of you is nothing at all, life is a practice, and every step is a burden-bearing forward." ”

"Hehe, it's far away for a while. The city lord paused for a moment and smiled awkwardly, "In the future, treat this place as your home, don't have any constraints, and tell them to do whatever you want to eat." He paused, and said with a serious expression: "Come on, take this child down to take a hot bath, and prepare some food for him." Immediately, a maid led Qin Mu as instructed.

Utu watched Qin Mu leave, his eyes rolled, and he looked at the city lord with a puzzled expression. The city lord glanced at it and asked, "What's wrong, is there something wrong?"

Utu quickly asked, "Lord, why did you suddenly change so much about him?" The city lord looked at Qin Mu's figure that was gradually moving away, and continued with an indifferent expression: "He still has a lot of use, raise him to be fatter, and you can refine a few more pills next time." Utu's expression was abrupt: "The subordinates are stupid, and they didn't think of the Lord's intentions." ”

The city lord looked out through the window, and said for a long time: "Now that we have the bones of the Tiger King, and we have obtained such a good blood slave, why worry about the elixir, why worry about the big thing?" He turned his head sharply and asked Utu: "The black tiger blood has been preserved?" Utu replied very quickly: "Your Excellency, rest assured, it has all been taken out and sealed." "But I wonder what to do with that flesh and bones?" he added.

The city lord's eyes flashed with a cold light, his tone was cold, and he said word by word: "Send a copy to that person when it's done, and let him taste it well." ”

When Utu heard this, he chuckled disdainfully: "He definitely wouldn't have guessed that the Lord would refine the Divine Pill so quickly." The old city lord's expression suddenly seemed to be in pain, his clenched fists were too hard and even his index knuckles were already white, and he snorted coldly: "No one can stop my success." Utu didn't say anything more, and silently quickly retreated.

The city lord sighed, sighed with a sad expression, and slowly turned to look at an ancient painting on the wall in front of him, there was only a very dilapidated wooden door in the painting, and even some places had been broken and blackened wooden door, and there were several strange black runes engraved on the door, these runes looked very strange on the wooden door.

The city lord looked at the wooden door in the painting in a daze, slowly stretched out the middle finger of his right hand and knocked on the wooden door in the painting, and then he stood in front of the painting with his head held high, after a while, the ancient painting on the wall suddenly moved a few times, as if the wind was blowing, and then the wooden door in the painting was slowly opened, and a rainbow bridge shot directly out of the door to connect to the ground under the feet of the city lord, the city lord's eyes were calm, his expression was not shocked, and he stepped straight on the Hongqiao into the wooden door in the painting, and then the Hongqiao retreated, the wooden door was closed, and the whole painting just hung quietly on the wall。

Entering the ancient painting, it is like entering another world, here is not as lifeless and desolate as the earth city, everywhere the grass grows warblers fly, birds sing and flowers are fragrant, the clear river flows around the attics, the streets are all paved with white jade, there are many people in the woods on both sides of the road, they may play games, or fishing, the old man and the child have smiles on their faces, when the city lord walks through the street, they seem not to see, no one pays attention to it at all.

As he walked, the castle lord swept through the crowd with his peripheral light as fast as he could, and kept heading towards the depths of the woods. In the depths of the woods, it was very quiet, and there were not a few people in sight, the city lord looked calm all the way, his steps were steady, his purpose was very clear to come to a well, the stone platform was covered with moss, and the wheel that was supported to draw water next to the well platform was covered with a very thick layer of dirt because of the time, and a dark rope tied to the wheel hung down into the well.

The city lord climbed the well platform and slid down the rope, and when he was still one step away from the water, the city lord fixed himself and kicked on the well wall, and then a piece of the well wall more than one person high fell down in an instant, revealing a gap one meter high and three feet wide.

The city lord shook off the rope in his hand, bent down and got into the gap, on the right side of the gap there was a diagonally downward more than a person wide, bluestone paved passage, the city lord did not hesitate, and walked down the passage very quickly.

The end of the passage was more spacious, but it could only accommodate three or four people, but now there was only one person, he sat cross-legged on the ground, a pair of hands naturally on his legs, his long hair was as white as snow, unkempt hanging down his waist, a face was covered by messy hair, his hands and feet were chained by iron cables, the other end of which was built into the wall of the well, and he was wearing a thin gray gown.

"Looks like you're on the verge of succeeding. The man on the ground did not look up, but suddenly spoke very indifferently.

The city lord's eyes turned, looking at the person in front of him, and only sneered a few times after a while, and then his pupils shrank very quickly, and he said in a low voice: "No one can stop me, and neither can you." ”

At this time, the person sitting slowly raised his head, his face was full of wrinkles, a pair of dark eyes looked at the city lord through the long hair in front of him, chuckled, and said: "You do this, this is to bury the entire clan, you will not succeed, the ending is destined to be the same as back then, the strength of those few people against the sky, what you thought of should have been in their expectations." ”

The city lord's expression was cold and ruthless, and his eyes stared at the white-haired man sharply: "What is expected is only your cowardice now. He paused and continued: "It is precisely because of your cowardice that several of them seem to have been on the top, and the others have not been able to raise their heads for thousands of years. ”

The long-haired man's eyes were as vast as the sea, and he looked at the city lord: "Wang Changsheng, maybe the person who can challenge them really exists, but it will never be you." "Because you are my son, no one knows you better than I do. The long-haired man added.

The city lord sneered: "It's rare that you still remember my name, since you named me Changsheng, then why can't I pursue my own avenue?"

"Haha," the long-haired old man sitting on the ground suddenly laughed, "I didn't expect that I, Wang Chonglou, would give birth to an idiot like you." ”

Wang Chang's face turned pale with anger, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Wang Chonglou, and roared angrily: "Wang Chonglou, I didn't come today to listen to your nonsense, I just want to give you a surprise, so that you can be clear when you die." ”

Wang Chonglou sneered disapprovingly: "It's been nearly a thousand years, it's not the first time you've said this sentence, I really want to see your surprise, but where?"