In Jincheng, the holy boy, wearing a straight-collared dress with Raojiang characteristics and a gorgeous silver three-row flower necklace, with a blank face, followed the crowd, but he was out of tune with the people around him.
The silver jewelry collided as he walked, jingling as loudly as wind chimes. The sound of the silver bells caused severe pain in the Holy Child's brain. It seemed to remind him that he still had a mission, but he just couldn't remember what it was.
Relying on the secret technique of Raojiang Twelve Cave, he slept for more than ten years without changing his appearance. However, his memory was also locked by the secret technique and his mind did not grow. Unless he saw the designated person, he could not remember it. Memories in the mind.
"Kid, I see you have been walking on the street for a long time, where do you want to go?"
Wearing a shiny suit and swinging thick silverware while walking down the street, the young man looked dazed and confused, not knowing where he was going. Naturally, he attracted unkind glances from others.
A few green men stared at him for a long time, feeling that Shengtong was not very clear-minded and could easily be deceived, so they came up to him, intending to touch all his jewelry in exchange for wine.
The Holy Child was honest and hesitant: "I want to complete my clan's mission."
"Mission? What mission? Please tell me in detail, Xiaolang. A certain Wang Sanlang is a close friend in Jincheng. Whose business I don't know."
A thin man with green skin put his arms around the Holy Child's shoulders with enthusiasm and scolding, and calmly weighed the Holy Child's silver collar, then secretly smacked his lips:
'My dear, I'm afraid this doesn't weigh more than a pound. From which family is this stupid boy running away? '
Thinking of another story, if he has any big background in Jincheng, send him back. If he is just the child of a small clan leader, then defraud him of all the valuables he has.
Anyway, the world is very chaotic now. As long as you don't eat the grass on the edge of your nest, you will be fine.
With this thought in mind, Wang Sanlang winked at his men, who cheered and smiled as they led the holy boy to a secluded place.
The shopkeepers setting up stalls around him all saw this. Although they all sighed in their hearts, they all lowered their heads and did not dare to speak out.
Wang Sanlang's men swayed around the Holy Child in the center, blocking other people's sight, and Wang Sanlang also kept trying to trick the Holy Child.
However, the Holy Child himself had just woken up from a long sleep, his thinking was confused, his words were confusing and illogical, and he was unable to tell the specific truth due to the restriction in his mind.
So Wang Sanlang went around with the Holy Child several times, but he didn't ask anything, and then he became a little impatient.
In the final analysis, he is just a gangster who gets aroused when he sees more than a kilogram of silver, so he has no patience.
After turning around the door of the last Jincheng family, there was still no reaction or expression from Shengtong. Wang Sanlang pushed and pushed Shengtong to the dilapidated Fangshi where the poor people of Jincheng lived, their old nest. Planning to take action.
Just as he walked out of Fangshi, the Holy Child suddenly pushed Wang Sanlang hard, causing him to stumble. When he fell on his brother, he struggled to squeeze out of the crowd, took off his own collar, and threw it to the other end.
To be chosen as the Holy Child by Twelve Cave, and to be responsible for the secret of Longquan, the Holy Child is certainly not really an ignorant child. He has long since come to his senses and discovered that this group of people was up to no good.
But there are no Gu insects on him now, and he has not practiced martial arts himself, so he does not dare to leave by force. He can only seize the opportunity to leave when they have just stepped into their own territory and are relaxed.
"Gua Wa Zi, let me chase you. In my territory, I can still let you escape!"
After hurriedly jumping up, Wang Sanlang pointed at the direction in which the holy boy was escaping, shouted, and pushed his little brother to let them chase.
Five or six people hurriedly chased the holy boy in the direction in which he ran. Wang Sanlang picked up the silver collar from the ground behind him.
No matter what, don't throw away the money you dropped on the ground.
Putting the collar in his arms, Wang Sanlang followed, but in fact most of his anger had disappeared.
'Catch that melon baby, buy it to a human tooth, and exchange this heavy amount of money for it. Today you can go to Xianghe Tower to have a nice drink and call Chunlan to serve you. Her peach was as trembling as last time. Her figure makes me greedy. '
Turning around the alley, Wang Sanlang saw his two men standing around the entrance of the alley. He felt happy and walked over carelessly, patting them on the shoulders:
"How about it? Guawazi caught it. Why are you two so tight?"
"Because they are afraid."
A slightly unfamiliar voice came from the alley.
"Afraid of a stupid foreigner, a weak-minded foreigner, what's there to be afraid of?"
Wang Sanlang cursed and finally looked towards the alley.
He saw a handsome young man in red, looking at him with a smile. The sword box behind him was ridiculously big.
The key is that his remaining little brothers are all lying at his feet. The holy boy who was chased by them just now is currently being protected by several beauties in the center.
There was also a tall, majestic and noble man with two tadpole-like red spots between his eyebrows and two children of different colors. He half-crouched in front of the holy boy and pinched his cheeks to look closely.
That Wang Sanlang had little knowledge and thought that the man was very powerful, but he didn't know that there were two dots of red sand between his eyebrows. In the world, there were only King Qi, Li Maozhen, and his sister, the Empress.
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Li Maozhen is here. Needless to say, the identity of the young man in red is naturally Li Xingyun, who has temporarily cooperated with Li Maozhen.
King Qi Li Maozhen checked the condition of the Holy Child, but the Holy Child was like a puppet, staring blankly at the young man in red with a sword on his back.
"I've been with you all the way, and I want to thank you for bringing us to such a place. This will save us from being discovered by the King of Shu's people and causing some trouble." Li Xingyun smoothed Wang Sanlang's collar and took it back easily. The Holy Child's collar.
Wang Sanlang's legs were trembling a little, and he knelt down on the ground with a plop. He opened his mouth and said that he was a member of the King of Shu. There are no green-skinned people like him who can provoke him.
Holding Li Xingyun's thigh, Wang Sanlang cried and said: "My hero, spare my life, I am also blind, please spare my life."
"Oh, don't worry, I won't kill you. You won't live long anyway."
Wang Sanlang forced an ugly smile: "Hero, you, what do you mean?"
"Who are you, that child?" Li Xingyun pointed at the Holy Child and said exaggeratedly, "Look at the clothes, don't you know? He is the young master of Raojiang, and his father is one of those Gu Masters who is used to using Gu insects. The Witch King."
"We are his bodyguards. You have offended the Witch King's son. Tell me, do you prefer to be eaten by a centipede and die of intestinal rupture, or do you prefer to be swallowed by a giant python."
"I heard that after a person is swallowed, he will not die immediately. He will be slowly digested by the giant python. You can still hear the sound of his own skin and flesh slowly corroding and being digested."
"I recommend you choose the former option. I heard you will die faster."
Li Xingyun became more and more enthusiastic as he spoke, but Wang Sanlang rolled his eyes, fainted from fright, and fell to the ground together with his two younger brothers.
Ji Ruxue, who was wearing a high ponytail, twitched her ears and heard Li Xingyun's threatening words clearly. She slightly curled her mouth and her ponytail trembled slightly, but it was fleeting.
Li Xingyun poked Wang Sanlang with his toe. Seeing that he had indeed passed out, he said in a bored tone:
"It's so careless. I still have a few tricks I haven't used yet."
At this time, after seeing Li Xingyun, the Holy Child finally recalled everything, ran to Li Xingyun, put his hands on his forehead, and made a five-body prostrate salute:
"Your Highness, today is the time for our clan to fulfill our promise."
