Qi took a closer look at this Tongcao chrysanthemum when there was no one around, the pale blue list was tactful, showing the consistent exquisite style of the Fushui City family artifice, and under the cover of the sunset and morning glow, this slender blue flower was flowing away from the light that made people unable to take their eyes off.

What's even more striking is the huge spiritual power contained in this Tongcao chrysanthemum, the surging spiritual power that can be felt even if you just hold it in your hand, suppresses it in the shell of the Tongcao flower, and almost wants to erupt out.

Linlang her, secretly stuffed him with this grass chrysanthemum, what does it mean.... Under the cover of holding hands, he secretly stuffed him with such a seemingly ordinary and uncommon grass chrysanthemum. Is this the kind of shyness of the daughter's family? Or is there something else peculiar.....

And in the palm of his hand, the residual temperature of Linlang's fingertips seemed to be slightly hot, weakening some of the habitual sarcastic smile at the corners of his mouth, which made his contours unconsciously soft. He lost his mind slightly, looking at the delicate Tongcao Ju in his hand, inexplicably, he was a little melancholy - that was an emotion that he had never had before.

The beautiful image of a slender girl seems to be outlined in front of him.

and those watery eyes.

Fade away, lingering, some kind of nostalgia.

I heard that you are the one I am going to marry.

Absence.

Suddenly, the blue mangs of Tongcao Ju were blazing, and gusts of cold wind hit his face, so that Qi was instantly confused, rubbed his slightly dry eyelids, and the flowers in his hands floated up with fluorescence, and the blue mist was swirling, and in the wisps of fine smoke, he saw that the grass flowers were rotating and rotating at an incredible speed, constantly rotating - from this, a small air current, driving the dust around to rise and fall, clear and clear the light of the sunset.

In the soft light, a young man in a light blue cotton and linen shirt descended from mid-air in front of him, looking at him vacantly with a familiar face.

"You ....." Kai's eyes widened, looking at the young man in front of him in disbelief - the same eyebrows, the same figure, the other self in his gestures as if he was printed out of a mold, this is-

- In my mind, I quickly flipped through the books that had been forced to memorize in the past, and called up judgments that were consistent with this time. And when he finally recognized what kind of magic weapon it was, he had to be a little surprised.

Isn't this grass boy a legendary mirror grass puppet? As recorded in the book, the puppets that were often used as stand-ins in ancient times during battles or undercover lurking, and their superb resemblance was often a very high-end puppet that would disturb the sight of others with fake and real, which was very rare, and the refining process was also quite complicated, and the materials were difficult to find, so that it is almost extinct now...... Such a magic weapon is absolutely absolutely very precious and rare no matter when and where, just imagine, when the grass puppet can simulate its own existence in hiding from the world and the sea, and many dangerous occasions can bear it for you, wouldn't this give you a second life? - It can almost be used as a natal artifact.

At this moment, the grass puppet in front of him, whether it is similar or flexible, or the breath around him, is very consistent with himself, and his words and deeds are smooth without stagnation, no matter how you look at it, it is a rare good thing. Whether it is in Fushui City or Dongcheng, it should be a very precious thing.

In fact, it's not surprising that Fushui City has such good things, and now, Linlang has given such a rare magic weapon to himself who is only one side, which is a bit strange - why?

"But by command." The young man lowered his eyebrows and said a word, but he conveyed a lot of very clear information.

For example, why did he imitate his appearance, such as Linlang's purpose for giving him the mirror grass puppet.....

"Linlang....," he murmured.

You must get the idea, right?

In an instant, Kai's mind was full of emotions, and it seemed that everything he had endured in the past would be answered with relief, and those plans that had been simulated thousands of times a long time ago probably had the possibility of triggering after getting this grass puppet. He suddenly understood what Linlang meant by giving him grass flowers - let this grass puppet be imprisoned instead of him, hide it from his father, and he wanted to regain his freedom.

Run, get out of here, leave this oppressive fate that you can't break free from.

Why should you be deprived of all human rights when you are born, and be tortured to learn a set of techniques that you are not interested in at all? Eliminate demons all day long, live on the edge of life and death, and struggle with his dying soul in a fateful mission.

In addition to demons, guards, and Taos, is there anyone who guards his way?

You still need to pretend to be a young man who knows the overall situation and has no fun of his own, so as to satisfy the vanity of adults, and this is not to lose Nankang's face! The damned mask is not allowed, it is not allowed to be removed - for the rest of your life, for eternity and eternity, and you must not take a single step in this damned eastern city. Tie your fate to a decaying city and protect the people you don't know here! Paying tribute to his own life, like his father, guarding this indifferent place without the slightest emotion for the rest of his life, why?! Has anyone ever considered whether he himself wants to stay here forever and be the heir they desire? Or, is he qualified to be unwilling?

He is the eldest son of the Nankang family in Dongcheng. Guarding this is my mission.

- Repeating the same thing every day, sweat and blood, pain and tears, he was only fifteen years old, but he was no longer able to play like other children, and under the endless training, he could not pursue his desires.

All that remains is a numb and empty heart......

Qi raised his eyes and looked at the grass puppet in front of him, and he had a plan in his heart.

Perhaps, with this grass boy, he can delay for himself for a longer time, and he can let himself escape.

Seven points in his heart were clear, and his always gloomy eyes reflected a bit of dissociation, and he recited the trick in his mouth, strange words appeared out of thin air, purple flashes, and countless different words suddenly penetrated into the body of the young man.

With the complete immersion of the different words, the puppet's whole body was strangely distorted, and the limbs were in an indescribable space, a terrifying reorganization occurred, and countless tiny blue particles floated and floated in the gloomy sunset.

A gentle and gentle look, a gentle and brimming tone.

"Ran, did you sense it? Ran, can you hear me? Tong Caoren spoke, different from the young man's voice that was exactly the same as his before, and there was a little more gentle viscosity in his voice at this time, as well as a rather warm sense of concern - this is Linlang revealing his real name spell, talking to the young man in the distant Fushui City.

The distance that penetrates the space and conveys the concrete heart sound with the fluctuation of spiritual power.

"Yes, I can hear you, you say." Qi looked softly at the grass man in front of him.

"No, you say it first, I need to know what you think."

"I want to get out of here, no matter what method or means, I want to leave Dongcheng!" Kai said, "So, you help me, help me get out of here—

- Let's start a grand escape. ”

"We?" The grass man said sneeringly, "Okay, I'll help you." ”

————————————I'm happy to ask for a collection of dividing lines~~~~Lalala~~~Collect it~————

But do you think you'll be able to escape?

It's only ten days, and you'll have a short rest. Qi's father played with the wrench in his hand and closed his eyes to recuperate. Under the table, many elders looked at him with a calm and blue face, and their expressions were solemn. In the middle of the group of elders, a young man was tied up in the lobby, without any expression. And the manipulator who perceives everything through the teenager is behind him, his face is like ashes.

Father Qi chuckled:

My dear son, you have escaped so many times, do you think this time you will succeed? Nankang's mission and responsibility cannot be easily shaken off.

Protect this treasure city that has nurtured us for generations.

That's your life.

Rich Water City.

The dark clouds pressed on the vast sky, the mountain rain was about to come, the wind was full of buildings, the condensed air was so oppressive that it was difficult to breathe, the dim light was sparse, and the four fields were lifeless and lifeless, only a miserable and terrible whimper was left from the darkness somewhere that did not really sound.

Outside the city gate, a middle-aged man led a group of people who couldn't see their expressions clearly, sneering and confronting a slender girl on the city wall.

"Have you had enough? A tiresome game between children? Although my Nankang family pays attention to this salute before the soldiers, but you Fushui City are so ignorant of lifting, don't blame me for doing it—after all, I am only trying to get my son back. Father Qi spoke, his voice was loud and penetrating, even though Linlang was dozens of meters away from him, he could hear it clearly.

The cyan transparent dojo was gradually arranged, and in the transparent air, there were flashes of dao patterns from time to time, and the entire heaven, earth, mountains and rivers of Fushui City were buried in an extremely special domain, a domain dominated by the people of Dongcheng, and now the enchantment has been formed, not only outsiders can't enter, but the people inside can't go out easily.

And the black pressure behind Qi's father is full of warlocks, all of them are ill-intentioned, and the powerful oppressive force is not a good horn at first glance - this makes Linlang slightly frightened, this has been entrenched in J Province, and the rigid and ancient elm pimple-like family, since when has such an appeal - or since when, since has the legendary thousand-year-old heritage coveted by thousands of people have been used? Gathering so many good warlocks in such a short period of time would have been impossible if it had not been for the lure to take advantage.

And the Nankang family has begun to protect more than just R City - they have begun to use that ancient treasure....

Hehe, the rumored Nankang heritage is really good, but it is not as pure as before.

Distractions and ambitions creep in.

"Uncle, what do you mean by that?" Linlang said coldly: "My father asked me to be hospitable, and you are not good at coming like this, but it is really difficult for my daughter-in-law to do it....."

Linlang looked stubborn, but there were a lot of cold sweats dripping inadvertently on her forehead, and she saw at a glance what the Tongcao chrysanthemum was holding in Qi's father's hand - even though she had expected this farcical action to be discovered, why so quickly? How could it be so fast - this grass chrysanthemum is one of the four treasures of the Linlang family, containing supreme spiritual power, how could the grass puppet turned into be discovered so quickly? And stealing this treasure to others has taken on a lot of pressure, and now Qi's father has come to the door with a magic weapon to ask for his son, and that magic weapon is really not wanted, not and is not.

But the misfortune was caused by her, and she must bear it.

It's just, Ran, I don't know how long I can support it, you run away, continue to escape during this time! Escape to where you want to go, anywhere, and don't come back! Go find your freedom!

Run away!