After the four of them were sent out of the mansion by the Zhaoxin Mirror, the stone gate of the Senfu slowly closed.

Jin Teng Mu Tianfeng was already waiting for everyone outside the mansion, Mu Tianfeng saw that his son came out intact, and breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the person is fine.

When Jin Teng saw Jin Xin'er come out, there was joy in his eyes, but when he saw Jiang Lang and Jin Xin'er standing together, a trace of gloom in his eyes was hidden in his heart.

Gan Lu smiled at Jiang Lang and said, "Brother Jiang, then let's not pass by, after a while, I will come to see you, or you will come to Mucheng! Brother Muyue and I will entertain you well!"

Mu Yue hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, come to my Mucheng, there are a lot of fun things in Mucheng!"

Jiang Lang smiled at the two of them and said, "Okay, if I have time, I will definitely go to Mucheng." ”

Jin Teng saw that Jiang Lang had such a friendship with Gan Xuan Muyue, and couldn't help frowning secretly, this was not good news for Jin Teng.

"Dad, I got the thousand-year-old chalcedony to treat Mu Wu!" Jin Xin'er walked up to Jin Teng and whispered.

"Okay, good!" Jin Teng was pleasantly surprised, "Let's go!"

Jin Teng slightly bowed his hand to Mu Tianfeng and Gan Luan, and left with everyone. Jiang Lang nodded to Gan Lu and Mu Tianfeng's father and son, and followed Jin Teng away.

Jin Teng and the others went back to the City Lord's Mansion together, Jin Teng gave a gag order, not allowing the people who went to Lin Yunshan together this time to say anything about the Mansion to outsiders, the City Lord's Mansion seemed to be calm, but just like this sky, black clouds pressed the city, and at this moment it was the trend of the wind and rain.

Jin Teng asked Jin Muwu and Jin Xin'er to rest, and then came to the study alone, wanting to take a break and take a good look at what happened during this time, Jin Teng felt that his mind was a little messy these days, and as soon as he pushed the door in, a bloody breath entered his nasal cavity.

"Who?"

There were people in the house, and Jin Teng saw that the shadow that had followed him for many years was actually lying in a pool of blood, looking at the bloodstains, I was afraid that there was no life. Jin Teng cautiously carried his true qi, his eyes were slightly narrow, and he slowly walked into the study, although the shadow was only a fourth-order martial artist, but the shadow of the concealment technique was not easy for a sixth-order martial artist to see the figure, who had the ability to kill someone in his own study, and the shadow didn't even have a voice to call for help!

Click!

The door of the study closed suddenly, and the force was so great that he almost smashed the door, Jin Teng's back appeared like this, and his heart was suddenly shocked, at this time, Jin Teng suddenly regretted entering the study to investigate, the person who can kill the shadow under his nose, his sixth-order level, is it a little too big?

"The older you are、、、 the more you are!"

Jin Teng's eyes widened and looked at the Yue Lao Demon who suddenly appeared in his eyes, the fear in his eyes was difficult to hide, where did the Yue Lao Demon still have his usual appearance at this moment, describing the withered, the original gray hair, now all white, and most of it has fallen off, a deep bone wound on the right face, the flesh on both sides of the wound is close to rotting, if this wound is an inch longer, the right eye will be difficult to protect, the Yue Lao Demon's left arm is already a broken arm, and the remaining half of the arm is dry as wood, where the broken arm is, the bone marrow has turned into black oil, dripping down, and the ground in the study is corroded by this black substance out of small holes。

"What benefits have you gained in the Senate, take it out!" the old demon stared at Jin Teng like this.

"Master Yue, there are only some thousand-year-old chalcedony. Jin Teng suppressed the fear in his heart, "I hope that as Master Yue said, I can heal my son's body." ”

"How many drops?" the old demon's hoarse voice pressed towards Jin Teng.

"How many drops do you need to heal my son?" Jin Teng played with his eyes, the older demon obviously also needs chalcedony, Jin Teng thinks that only chalcedony is in his own hands, and he can make a fuss about it.

At least, don't be afraid of the old devil!

The old demon shook his head, and a strand of white hair on his head shook down, "Jin Teng, Jin Teng! Can't you see that my time is running out now?

"Since you know that my time is short, you should know! I don't have time to be perfunctory with you, I can do whatever it takes!"

As soon as Jin Teng wanted to say something, the old demon's intact right arm had been inserted into Jin Teng's chest, and blood foamed out of Jin Teng's mouth, and his whole body was trembling.

"The more 、、、, the more masters!" Jin Teng began to beg for mercy.

"You said that you are obedient, and you have to recognize the gap between you and me before you bow your head? Don't you worry about your son? No problem, I'll treat you, but I have to heal myself first, right? Hehe, Jin Teng! Why do you say you? Do you have to tear your face before you can talk seriously?"

The older demon pulled out his arm, Jin Teng collapsed to the ground, the older demon used his vitality to protect Jin Teng's wounds, of course Jin Teng can't die, the living Jin Teng is more valuable than the dead Jin Teng, and the dead Jin Teng is more troublesome than the living Jin Teng. This account can be calculated by the old devil.

"Give me the chalcedony!" The old demon stretched out his hand, Jin Teng trembled and handed the jade bottle brought out by Jin Xin'er into the hands of the old demon, Jin Teng, who usually thought that he was in control of the situation in his own hands, was frightened at this moment.

A martial artist who has been on the battlefield, of course, will not be afraid of a spear that pierces his body, but after this spear pierces his body, Jin Teng finds that his body no longer belongs to him, he is a puppet, a doll, which is the reason for Jin Teng's fear.

The older demon fingertips a wisp of vitality, wrapped in a drop of chalcedony in the bottle, put it in the mouth, close the eyes, the chalcedony enters the abdomen, after dissolving, into the meridians of the whole body, the older demon is a person who cultivates the gods, knows how to use the vitality to guide the chalcedony, when the chalcedony is guided to the wound of the face, the black gas seems to be aware of the danger, not only the black gas at the wound surges, the whole face becomes hateful, like the hell demon, black and white alternately, but after a while, the power of the chalcedony has been exhausted, the black gas slowly subsided, and the face recovered.

"Not enough!"

The old demon has already seen that even if these chalcedony are all refined by themselves, they can only delay their own backlash, but cannot cure them, it seems that there is only that way!

"Jin Teng, what kind of cultivation is that kid named Jiang Lang doing now?" Old Demon Yue lowered his head and asked Jin Teng.

"Master Yue, Jiang Lang is now estimated to only have the cultivation of a third-order martial artist, but this kid's cultivation has made rapid progress, and he was still a second-order martial artist some time ago. Jin Teng didn't dare to hide it, and told Jiang Lang's situation one by one.

The old demon pondered for a while, "In this case, these chalcedony are enough for me to support for a while, and after they are used up, no matter what rank Jiang Lang has, they will have to be dealt with, don't you want your son to enter the Longxiang Army? With Jiang Lang's bone marrow, coupled with my vitality, I will definitely be able to make your son to the level of a fifth-order martial artist, and I only need Jiang Lang's blood." ”

The older demon knows that Jin Teng attaches great importance to his son, and using the interests of Jin Muwu, Jin Teng can do his best to do things, drive him with profit, and coerce him.

Jin Teng's face was blue and white, thinking about the pros and cons of this, people under the eaves had to bow their heads!

Jin Teng's eyes suddenly appeared, Jiang Lang, don't blame me for being ruthless, who let you cure my son's body? By the way, Jiang Lang is also a person who entered the mansion, and naturally there are treasures on his body!

Others don't know, but Jin Xin'er must know what kind of treasure it is! Jin Teng's eyes showed a greedy light. It's all old foxes, and Jin Teng didn't let the old demon find out what he was different.

Jiang Lang returned to Feiyun City this time, and specially asked Jin Teng to take a few days off and return to Jiang's house, but he didn't expect Jin Teng to readily agree, which was a little unexpected by Jiang Lang, and a lot of rhetoric that he had thought of was gone.

Jiang Lang walked to the street where Jiang's house was located, the leaves on both sides had turned yellow, and he thought that he had been away from home for a while, and when he walked by himself, the trees were still very lush, and he didn't like to practice martial arts had also become a third-order martial artist, surpassing his father, Jiang Lang thought of this, and the corners of his mouth raised a smile.

"Hey, isn't this the kid from the Jiang family who went to the City Lord's Mansion?" Jiang's family on both sides does not belong to the downtown area, the neighbors around are all poor people, set up a small stall at their own door, do small business, not far from an old tree is the place where the old people play chess and enjoy the shade, Jiang Lang and the surrounding neighbors are very familiar, much more familiar than his father, Jiang Lang does not like to practice martial arts, nothing to run to the old tree to chat with the old people, play chess, of course, a stinky chess basket nickname is indispensable, rubbing a bowl of tea in the stall on the side, are common.

"Aunt Ji, shout slowly, the kid can hear it!" Jiang Lang looked helpless, he didn't rub tea here at the beginning, the old people said that Aunt Ji's tea is general, and Aunt Ji's voice is distinctive, so people are embarrassed not to sit down and drink a bowl of tea. In fact, Aunt Ji directly called people's names when she solicited customers, and the voice was so loud that it could be heard half a street away, everyone was looking at you, don't you sit down and drink tea?

Now that Aunt Ji shouted like this, the people who played chess under the tree stopped playing, and the other neighbors also noticed Jiang Lang, and surrounded him, and said gossipsily: "How is the City Lord's Mansion?" "Is it okay to have us here?" "What do they eat?" "Have you seen the city lord?" Is the city lord a butcher fierce?" "What do you say? I'm not fierce!" "Jiang boy, why are you back?"

Listening to everyone's various questions, Jiang Lang smiled bitterly, his head was big, and he had to answer the questions of the neighbors with a serious face, "Uh... What's that, the City Lord's Mansion is almost the same as ours here, I still think it's not as good as ours here, and the food is similar to ours, Uncle Zhang is much kinder than the City Lord, and Uncle Zhang is not fierce. As for me, I'll come back to see my family, and I'll go back to the City Lord's Mansion in a few days. ”

"Hey, young master, are you back?" The guards of the Jiang family heard the commotion outside and came out to see what was going on.

Jiang Lang saw that his family was really like a rain, Jiang Lang gave him a look, and the guards immediately understood, "Hey, hey, neighbors, the head of the family and his wife want the young master to be tight, let the young master of my family go in first to meet his father, okay?"

Jiang Lang had a very sorry expression on his face, reluctantly left the warm surroundings of the neighborhood, and then turned back to enter the house step by step, the guard slowly closed the door, Jiang Lang still reluctantly looked at the people outside the door, and the neighbors around him were tearful, what a good child!

When I returned to my home, the things in front of me were all too familiar, and now it seems that there is another kind of loveliness. After asking the guards around him about his father's whereabouts, Jiang Lang left quickly, he hadn't seen him for a long time, and he didn't know how his father and mother were now.

Jiang Lang turned the corridor and saw a familiar figure sitting by the pond in front of him, muttering to himself. Tears flowed from his eyes at once.

"Mother, I'm back. ”