Volume 2 Imperial Capital Chapter 74 Return to the Palace
Take the high-speed train and return to Falcon City.
In the night, in the back of the taxi, the little phoenix was resting in his arms, and Ling Ye did not let the driver take a straight shortcut, but directed a detour intentionally or unintentionally.
Passing by a bar on the way, I glanced twice. Next to the double push door, many people in old hunting costumes were surrounding and shouting.
In the middle of the crowd, there was a woman in a trench coat and a mask, a one-eyed man with a crooked blindfold, and the guy who was wearing a chain again......
"Hehe, little sir, don't look at this one-eyed dragon bar is dilapidated on the outside, and of course the decoration on the inside...... But the boss of the family is a master who loves to bartend and can mix bartending, just the one, wearing a slanted eye patch to drive people, and he is very short-tempered, but he can't do it, the wine is pure and cheap...... "It is worthy of being an older old Jianghu, and the uncle with excellent eyesight slowed down a little while happily chatting about the mountains.
The young man, who had already retracted his gaze, listened silently, found a gap in his words, and asked with a novel expression: "Uncle, can minors enter?"
"Uh, this, I forgot that you are still small, of course you can't get in......" The driver in the mask was embarrassed, and he was finally ready to focus on driving.
According to the script composed in the blink of an eye, the teenager continued to ask: "That store really looks lively?"
"Eh, little boss, don't learn something bad, then I'll be too guilty!" The car slowed down even more, and the driver's uncle almost stopped and turned around to educate him.
I didn't expect to be a warm-hearted uncle. The young man, whose mind turned, and his face remained unchanged, slightly modified his words:
"It's okay, I'm just a little curious, after you say it, maybe I'm not interested?"
Hesitating, the vehicle that returned to its normal speed moved forward.
The uncle hit the steering wheel, and after turning, he finally replied in a deep voice:
"Well, the bar, it's a mess, there's all kinds of murderers...... The boss was so rude that he dared to hit the guests at every turn...... Also, it's been closed for a few days......"
Listen, listen, arrive at the destination, the main entrance of the base.
With a pretty phoenix hanging on his body, get out of the car, walk, verify his identity, and walk ...... Nearly an hour later, he arrived at her yard.
Sending her into the room, on the bed, covering the sheets, and wishing the girl a good dream, he quietly went out.
Without any sleep, and without leaving the inner courtyard, the young man sat cross-legged under the moon and entered the state of spiritual practice, just like the previous two and a half months.
Gradually, the moon sets, the sun rises, and the sky is just bright.
Cloaked in the morning light, the young man stood up at the right time, and the faint blue meaning in his eyes blurred, and it seemed to be a little more round and deep than before.
"Congratulations, this is the middle of the second realm. At the same time as the voice came, he was wearing a black practice uniform.
"Politely, "Won't it be the start of the second classroom training, can't you let me hug the Buddha's feet?" Ling Ye squeezed out a smile and replied, "Senior Zhou, come here early in the morning, but is there something?"
"Yes, but not as you think, it's related to the three dead people on you. Walking to the young man's approach, Zhou Hu said briefly without any hesitation.
"Ah, do you want to hand it in?" Ling Ye was still reluctant, but his hand reached into the pocket specially made in the lining of his green shirt.
"The loot you harvest naturally belongs to you, it's just their corpses, which have a lot of uses. Senior Zhou didn't say much.
"Where's it going? I'll wait and get there. "It's not like those magic weapons, Ling Ye replied casually while thinking of stripping them naked first.
"Diwang Mansion, Chen Qianqian of the Science and Technology Museum, remember, don't send the wrong person. Still afraid that it would not be safe, the senior added, "You can also ask her for a certain amount of compensation." ”
Such a simple thing, he agreed with all his mouth.
The senior didn't leave, as if he remembered something.
"By the way, the junior surnamed Zhao who is with you, he has recently provoked someone, and now he is lying in the 'coffin board'......"
Senior Zhou Hu mentioned this matter lightly, and seeing that the young man in front of him was quite surprised, he explained, "Oh, don't get me wrong, it's not dead, this is the common name of the advanced repair warehouse, because the use is extremely expensive, and every time it needs to be used, the person being treated can completely say that one foot stepped into the coffin, so it spread such a title." ”
"How expensive can it be? Also, there are very powerful people in the old students outside?"
"One credit, no other. I can't even do task points, so that junior is now a negative math score. The senior shook his head, "As for the people he provoked, I don't know if you have heard of the place 'Diving Academy'? Generally speaking, it is after this semester that you will gradually come into contact with it." ”
"......" smacked his lips, and Ling Ye said, "Have breakfast, I'll go." ”
The senior is gone, and the back door is opened.
There was a sound of joy, and the girl pounced. He took it safely and went to the cafeteria.
......
Half an hour later, the Diwang's Mansion.
In the inn, Ling Ye asked for a room, and the two of them went in.
Closing the door, he pulled out a purse, and when the silver light flickered, the thing disappeared. His eyes signaled the girl in front of him to protect him, and he sat on the stool with his eyes closed.
......
Inside the Qiankun beads.
A phantom shadow separated any foreign objects on the six corpses with his mind at a distance of tens of meters.
In the end, the harvest was good.
The wooden bowl, brass mallet, and robe from the monk do not feel like ordinary things; the scholar's ancient book is a volume, which contains a low-grade Sumeru bag of about two cubic meters, and all kinds of spiritual stones are piled up in the bag; Huang Mao is a poor ghost, only a large slap box that he picked up in the middle of the night, according to the scene at that time, it should be used for freshness, and it is separated by a grid, most of which is filled with flesh and blood, and the total space is nearly ten cubic meters.
He simply put the six pieces of flesh and blood into a box randomly named "Black Coffin", and withdrew from this small world with them.
......
When he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was a small cherry mouth less than half a centimeter away from him, chanting Buddhist scriptures silently at night, handing out an object in his hand, and explaining at the same time: "Sumeru bag, the legendary treasure." ”
"Why does it smell fishy?" took the black purse, and the girl took the initiative to lean over and point the water on the dragonfly, and then frowned.
"Uh......"
Because of this, the original owner of the purse glared at him with disgust, and completely abandoned this high-grade Sumeru bag without hesitation. Ling Ye was reluctant to say it, but under the girl's trusting eyes, he couldn't squeeze out half a lie, "I've pretended to be dead, but it has more than ten cubic meters of space." ”
Ren Lingye was like a sales pitch again, and the purse was once again thrown away by its new hostess and smashed back on him.
"What about that?" After taking a few steps back, the girl surnamed Qian squinted at the other cyan Sumeru bag in the young man's hand.
"This shouldn't be like that, but it's less than two-"
The low-grade Sumeru bag in his hand was taken away, and Ling Ye abruptly stopped talking.
"Let's go, let's see Mr. Zhao. ”
The girl put away the treasure, staggered to the door of the room, and said.