Chapter 2 The Deadly Golden Finger

A mansion not far from the Baruch family's mansion is the home of Luo Lan in this life. As the teacher of all the children in Osan Town, as the captain of the Baruch family's guard, and also a sixth-level warrior, Hillman has a high status in the town, second only to the lord of Osan Town, the patriarch of the Baruch family, Hogg? Baruch.

The house he lives in is naturally not too shabby, the house built of boulders is tall and sturdy, covering a very wide area, with more than a dozen rooms of all sizes, from the living room to the study, there should be everything.

In the center of the house is a yard the size of a basketball court, which is stocked with Hillman's usual exercise equipment.

In Luo Lan's view, such a house combines European elegance and ruggedness, and compared with the classical Chinese architecture - the courtyard house, although it lacks the delicacy and ornamentality, it is a little more practical.

After a hurried breakfast, Luo Lan immediately locked himself in the bedroom, at this time he urgently needed a quiet environment to sort out the problems related to the system.

"Drop! Lin Lei? Baruch's essence blood is the key to open the system, please complete it as soon as possible, if it cannot be completed within three months, the system will start the self-destruct procedure. ”

"Self-destruct!"

Luo Lan's heart trembled suddenly, the system and his soul are bound together, the system self-destructs, and his soul will not be able to survive.

"Is this the test I have to go through? If you pass, you live, but you die. ”

Luo Lan raised his head and looked up at the sky at forty-five degrees, his eyes piercing through the blue and the underworld, secretly speculating about the inexplicable intentions of existence.

Click!

There was a thunderclap in the clear sky!

Luo Lan shuddered suddenly, just now he seemed to be targeted by some terrifying existence, and even his soul was about to suffocate.

Shaking his head slightly, Luo Lan showed a wry smile in his eyes. As a small person, as a chess piece, he doesn't even have the right to speculate, the thunderbolt just now is a warning, I'm afraid it won't be so cheap next time, it should be the real five thunders.

Take things as they come!

As a small person, you have to have the consciousness of a little person, Luo Lan quickly figured it out, since he has entered the chess game, even if it is a chess piece, he has to be the chess piece that lives the longest.

"System, calculate the amount of essence blood required for system activation!" Luo Lan has quickly taken on the role.

"Drop! The calculation is complete, and it needs to be fully turned on? A drop of Baruch's blood! ”

"A drop of essence blood!"

The corners of Luo Lan's mouth were hooked, and there was a hint of helplessness on his face, and at the same time a hint of happiness.

Essence blood is different from fresh blood, which originates from the innate essence and is gradually cultivated and grown in the day after tomorrow, and is extremely rare. I remember that the main god Qinglong was mentioned in Panlong's original work, and his 10,000-meter-long body extracted only nearly a thousand drops of essence blood.

As for Lin Lei, who is less than one meter five tall, even if he is a descendant of the divine beast Qinglong, his strength has not even reached the level of a first-level warrior, whether he can extract a drop of essence blood, Luo Lan expressed doubts.

"This seems to be a task that can't be completed at all," Luo Lan frowned, put his hand on his forehead, and said helplessly, "Maybe I should find someone to ask for advice." ”

Hillman!

The figure of Hillman flashed in Luo Lan's mind for the first time, and then he shook his head and denied the idea.

With Hillman's loyalty to the Baruch family, Rolan believed that if he dared to ask this question, there would be only one outcome, and he would be beaten to death by Hillman. Of course, in addition to this, there is a more important reason, Hillman is only a sixth-level warrior, and his level is a little low, and he is far from being able to understand such a profound question as essence blood.

"Preferably a magician." Luo Lan thought so.

Every mage is a profound scholar, especially those of the Sanctuary mages, whose long and long lives allow them plenty of time to squander and study.

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and Luo Lan thought of who to find.

The back garden of the Baruch family's mansion, due to the long-term uninhabited and not repaired in time, many houses are damaged, and the only one that can be called intact is the ancestral hall of the Baruch family.

"Brother Luo Lan, thank you for accompanying me to clean the ancestral hall!" Lin Lei leaned on the broom, wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead with his sleeve without any scruples, and thanked Luo Lan with a grateful face.

For a six-year-old child, cleaning the spacious ancestral hall spotlessly is a boring and vast project, and having someone to accompany him not only speeds up the progress of cleaning, but also adds to the fun of cleaning.

"It doesn't matter, who made us good brothers!" Luo Lan smiled and patted Lin Lei's shoulder with his right hand, put his left hand behind his back, and quietly tucked a black ring into his sleeve.

Back home, Luo Lan couldn't wait to lock herself in the bedroom.

"Luo Lan, this kid, why has he become more and more withdrawn recently." Mother Carol complained to Hillman, who was exercising.

"Don't worry about him, he often goes to the Baruch Mansion these days to be with Young Master Lin Lei." Hillman explained nonchalantly.

"With Young Master Lin Lei." Carol showed a hint of surprise on her face, Luo Lan rarely went to the Baruch Mansion in the past, but this change made Carol have a smile on her face.

"I can rest assured that I will follow Young Master Lin Lei, Young Master Lin Lei is destined to become a baron in the future." Carol was already thinking about Luo Lan's future.

Rolan's room was spacious, with two carriages side by side, and the layout of the room was in the style of Hillman's simple and rugged, with no extra ornaments except for a stone bed and two stone locks.

"This is the legendary Ring of the Dragon."

Luo Lanpan sat on the bed, his eyes staring at the ring in his hand without blinking, even he didn't expect that the process of obtaining the ring of the coiling dragon would be so smooth.

The appearance of the ring of the coiling dragon is black and inconspicuous, the material of the ring is neither iron nor wood, and a long strip twisted like an earthworm is carved on the ring, this appearance is really a bit disappointing, if Luo Lan hadn't read the original book, he would definitely not associate it with the main artifact.

All right! Luo Lan admits that being a prophet is indeed a refreshing thing. The main god Qinglong's own soul defense main artifact, a masterless main artifact, is broken as soon as possible, and it is something that is going to cause a commotion when placed on any god plane, and now it is lying quietly in his Luo Lan's hands.

Now that the Ring of the Coiling Dragon is broken, the power is not comparable to ordinary artifacts, and Luo Lan cares more about the soul of the sleeping Sanctuary Magister inside, Drinkwater.

"Wake up, Drinkwater!"

Being able to see the kind Grandpa Delin with his own eyes, Luo Lan's heart couldn't help but beat rapidly, and he couldn't wait to take out the dagger from his waist and lightly cut his fingers.

A round drop of blood rolled down and dripped onto the Coiling Dragon Ring.

Dripping blood to recognize the Lord, from then on this ring belongs to Luo Lan.

Under Luo Lan's gaze, blood dripped on the surface of the Coiling Dragon Ring, and thenβ€”