"Boss, help me. I miss you every moment I'm away from you. Come and save us. We are in Ireland now. We just got a cell phone and called you."
In a small alley, Ah Fen was calling Wa Long on his mobile phone, while Zhou was looking around at the intersection of the small alley, a little nervous.
However, Valon's voice on the phone was a little cold. For him, apart from knowing a lot about him and being loyal, these three subordinates were not actually that attracted to him.
But a confidant is always a confidant, and of course he won't mind providing a little help if there is help.
"Ireland City, West City, Dragon City Express Hotel, that is my property. You can go there to seek help, and then come to San Francisco yourself. Someone will contact you then."
Valon finished speaking calmly and hung up the phone directly. In Valon's eyes, the current value of the three people was only worth these words. He now has a huge organization to manage.
As soon as the life potion was released, many places issued transaction requests.
However, Wa Long needs to figure it out. The two evil spirits are the bottom line given by Luo Qing, but they are not the final transaction price.
Even the legend wanted that potion. Although Valon didn't know the exact value, the things above the two evil spirits were all things he could earn. With his greed, he was not in a hurry.
Walon thought about the Mayan sun disk, Taoist priests, five ancient empires, evil places, and other things, and rubbed his eyebrows with a headache.
He, Wallon, is still very busy as the strongest worker.
"Um, what did the boss say?" Zhou saw that A Fen's expression was not so good and he asked with some worry.
Ah Fen threw his phone into the drain in the corner and spread his hands: "The boss asked us to go to the Dragon City Express Hotel to seek help."
"What about Rasu? He hasn't even eaten yet." Zhou asked with wide eyes.
"What can I do? If you want to deliver food, go and deliver it. I don't want to continue to follow that big lizard." Ah Fen said and walked towards the intersection.
Zhou was silent for a moment, followed A Fen's footsteps, and said helplessly: "Oh, I can only pray, I hope there is no Holy Lord in heaven."
Ah Fen was silent for a moment, then silently added: "I hope there is no hell."
Zhou: "If I remember correctly, the Dragon City Express Hotel is in the west of the city, right?"
Ah Fen: "Yes, what's wrong?"
Zhou: "It's not very good over there in the west of the city. We'd better change into green clothes, otherwise we'll get beaten easily."
Ah Fen: "How do you say that?"
Zhou: "It is said that Gilani's cemetery is in the west of the city, which is a cursed area, and green is the lucky color of Ireland, which can ward off bad luck."
Ah Fen: “But we have no money.”
While he was talking, two middle-aged men wearing green suits and green top hats walked towards him.
Zhou and Ah Fen looked at each other and both said in unison: "There seems to be a solution."
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West of the city.
"Boss, I think those two people have abandoned me. How about you go catch them back?" Lasu said with some despair, "And if I don't eat, I feel like I'm going to starve to death."
The Holy Lord walked on the street with cold eyes. Originally in this city, if he didn't wear green, he would be targeted.
But the purple-black robe worn by the Holy Lord made people who came out to have fun in the middle of the night dare not speak out.
After all, the concentration of magic power in the world is getting higher and higher, and more and more mages are appearing. Some desperate guys once provoked this kind of existence wearing magic robes, but the guy was found in the smelly ditch the next day. .
The most important thing is that there is no evidence to prove that the mage did it. Criminal investigation methods have lost their original deterrence on these people, and more and more people are wearing robes and taking to the streets to show off.
But no one dared to bet on whether the indifferent guy in front of him was a real mage.
The Holy Lord glanced at him. He had the memory of the demon dragon. No one in this world would recognize Panku's treasure box, and he knew about recognizing this guy.
After thinking about it, the Holy Lord waved his hand. Amidst the exclamations of some people, a flame burst into a restaurant selling late night snacks. When the flame returned, a braised chicken and a large piece of barbecue were already floating in front of La Su. .
La Su was stunned, looking at the food in front of him with some surprise, grabbed it and stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "Thank you, boss, you are quite a nice person."
Wow, hit~
The owner of the supper bar took a look outside and decisively pulled down the rolling shutter door. He didn't want to conflict with the mage. No one wanted to die.
The Holy Master didn't reply. The pointer on the disc in his hand turned slower and slower. He slowly walked to a scenic spot.
The pointer also stopped at this moment, pointing to the depths of this scenic spot.
【Jilani Palace】
The Holy Lord looked up and saw these big characters. A smile appeared on his face, and he led La Su inside in a hurry.
There were no staff at night, and the security guard didn't want to die, so he could only call the police to show his dedication.
"Ximu, come out."
The Holy Lord pushed open the door of an ancient palace as if there was no one around. The rusty door was full of the breath of time.
The two walked in, and as the mottled door was closed, the outside view was also cut off.
"what happened again?"
Ximu's projection appeared, and he was a little desperate at this time. He had indeed tricked the devil dragon to death, but was it necessary to trouble a kind devil so much for a low-quality product?
"I can feel that the good luck is nearby, but I can't find the exact place. Also, let Digui prepare. After I get the good luck, I will release him."
The Holy Lord said calmly, looking around at the palace, which was both gorgeous and shabby.
In fact, these two words do not conflict. Anyone can see the former magnificence from this dilapidation, but the Holy Lord did not find what he was looking for, or in other words, that thing was hidden.
"Oh, His Majesty the Great God, you are great, but good luck is a matter of fate. How can I help you find it in hell? Don't forget, my power has been erased by that human being." Ximu said perfunctorily. .
A mutual deception with the demon dragon completely ruined all his preparations. He was originally interested in things about order, but unfortunately, there was nothing left now.
The Holy Master paused, looked at Ximu's projection, frowned, and the dissatisfaction in his eyes was obvious.
Ximu helplessly spread his hands: "Okay, okay, maybe you can look for the coffin here. After all, bad luck destroyed the kingdom that built this palace, and good luck became their burial companion. But what I want to say is, it seems that we now There is no way to restrain it unless you can hold it with your own hands.”
The Holy Lord was silent for a moment, and the endless shadows began to surge and dive in all directions. At the same time, he sat cross-legged and silently chanted the spell that could be activated by the devil's language.
If the good luck escapes from the container, it will indeed escape, so the ninjas still need to wait until he seals the area before they can start looking for it.
At this time, Lasu also finished the food in his hand and looked at the surrounding palace with some surprise. Just as he was about to say something, he was interrupted by a voice outside.
Woohoo~
The siren of the human race pierced the sky, breaking the tranquility of the night.
"Oops, boss, let's leave quickly. I don't want to go to jail." Lasu's face changed and he said nervously.
As soon as he finished speaking, there was the sound of gunfire and the sound of darts cutting through the air outside.
In just a moment, all the sounds outside disappeared, and some bloody ninja soldiers emerged from the shadows, blocking the palace gate and standing silently.
La Su swallowed his saliva and did not dare to say anything else. The current Holy Master was really capable of killing people.
The Holy Lord's spells continued to sound, and as his chanting reached its climax, a bloody shield centered on him continued to expand outwards.
Before Lasu could react, a bloody shield enveloped the entire scenic spot.
The Holy Lord also opened his scarlet eyes at this time.
In an instant, countless ninja soldiers moved around and rushed to all the surrounding buildings, carefully searching for everything.
The Holy Lord watched all this silently and waited quietly, while Ximu also looked at the Holy Lord's magic with great interest. After thinking about it, he reminded him aloud: "The isolation of pure space cannot isolate things on the level of fate. .”
The Holy Master said calmly: "I know, but I have no memory of this. The magic books you left behind don't have that level of sealing magic."
Ximu paused and felt helpless: "That's really unlucky. Anyway, I have nothing to do."
The Holy Lord did not speak, but stared gloomily at the surrounding ninja soldiers, and then followed a ninja soldier to turn the armrest of the main seat of the palace.
The rumbling sound echoed through the hall.
The Holy Lord looked towards the direction from which the sound came. An exquisite ancient shelf slowly opened from the middle, revealing the stairs behind it.
The Holy Master was not surprised and walked quickly to the basement, not even paying attention to Rasu.
All the way down the stairs, a gorgeous altar soon appeared in front of you. On the altar was a simple stone coffin, which looked extremely gorgeous and tall. You could imagine that it was the coffin of a big shot.
The Holy Master stared at the coffin, the scarlet flame enveloped the coffin, and approached cautiously.
He could feel that good luck was inside this coffin and he needed to try to trap it.
boom!
The sky at night changed at every turn. The originally clear sky was covered with dark clouds at some point. After a thunder explosion, heavy rain fell from the sky, washing away the blood outside the door.
The Holy Lord cautiously approached, and just when it was about to touch the coffin board, a colorful light suddenly appeared, instantly breaking through the Holy Lord's flames, ignoring the wall, and flew high into the sky.
The Holy Lord didn't even think about it and followed decisively. A fire dragon broke through the thick wall in an instant, leading the Holy Lord to bite the colorful light without hesitation.
But maybe it was a coincidence. The two sides were obviously less than one meter apart, so they could catch something in an instant.
boom!
There was a sound of thunder, and a thick bolt of lightning struck the Holy Lord's Heavenly Spirit Cap with unusual precision, causing his body to hang in mid-air. The good luck broke through the Holy Lord's blockade of space and disappeared into the night sky.
Ximu said with some gloating: "Oh, it was almost, but this thunder is a bit like the Soviet Union."
The Holy Master glanced at Ximu with a gloomy face, looked at the sky expressionlessly and said, "I will find it, it can't run away."
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Hong Kong.
When the Holy Lord was chasing the good luck, Luo Qing had already sent people to the vicinity of Dikui's kingdom. As long as the Holy Lord appeared, he would know about it immediately and rush there.
Of course, Luo Qing has no thoughts about those characters at this time.
Xiaoyu’s mother is Chen Xinxin. She is a somewhat strong woman with short brown hair wearing a red business suit.
Xiaoyu's father is Chen Shen, a slightly fat middle-aged man wearing blue casual clothes and a kind face.
There were no extra people, but Luo Qing was still a little uncomfortable. Since it was already noon, Xiaoyu's mother took Xiaoyu to cook, and her father was addicted to reading magic books.
So of course it was Chen Shen who entertained the guest Luo Qing, but Chen Shen's expression was a little not so good. He looked at Luo Qing expressionlessly, thinking about something in his eyes.
Luo Qing held a water glass in his hand and sat alone on the single seat of the leather sofa. He and Chen Shen stared at each other in silence. The atmosphere was slightly awkward.
"Your name is Luo Qing, right?"
After a long time, Chen Shen spoke, his tone as kind as his face, but Luo Qing felt a strong sense of alienation.
Luo Qing took a sip of water from the tea cup. The awkward atmosphere was broken, and he felt less uncomfortable.
A polite smile appeared on its face: "Yes, I am Xiaoyu's... friend, please forgive me for intruding."
Chen Shen paused, and the kindness on his face became a little more sincere. He first glanced at his daughter who was working in the kitchen without leaving any trace.
Then he said politely and distantly: "The things you brought are too valuable, so you should take them back, otherwise your family will be worried."
His daughter is only thirteen years old, and although America may be a bit open, if he really has a boyfriend, even if he is the one in front of him, who seems to have a tutor and a good appearance and a good family, then he will not be able to accept it.
However, Chen Shen was actually a little relieved. Fortunately, Luo Qing was not the kind of person to ask him if it was safe downstairs at the Ghost Fire Stop, otherwise he would have thought he would definitely go crazy.
After all, they recently checked a certain blog because of extraordinary things, but they saw a lot of extremely explosive things.
Luo Qing paused and explained with a smile: "This wine is made by a friend. It is not worth much and is good for your health. You can try it."
Chen Shen nodded: "That's good, but Xiao Luo, what does your family do? Have you been living in the United States?"
Luo Qing looked up at the sky, thought for a while, and said a little lonely: "My parents died six years ago, victims of the black massacre that shocked the world."
Chen Shen was stunned for a moment, a little at a loss. Ah, this outfit, this gift package, it doesn't look like an orphan.
Seeing the sadness in the eyes of the young man in front of him, Chen Shen sat upright and sat closer with an apologetic expression of 'I really deserve to die'.
He picked up the teapot on the table and said, "Sorry, I didn't know. It's my uncle's fault that I came to drink water. Let's talk about something else."
"It's okay, uncle, I'm used to it." Luo Qing lowered his head and passed the cup forward with both hands. When Chen Shen filled the cup in his hand, Luo Qing whispered: "Thank you, uncle."
A trace of distress flashed in Chen Shen's eyes, what a strong and polite child.
"Xiao Luo, how did you meet our Xiaoyu? She rarely brings friends to her home." Chen Shen's attitude at this time no longer had the sense of grooming, and he asked kindly.
Luo Qing held the cup in both hands, took a sip gently, and then said: "We met at the airport. At that time, I saw a Chinese girl leaving the airport alone. I felt a little unsafe and asked if she needed help. After all, My master often teaches me that we must help each other outside, especially the disadvantaged groups."
Following Luo Qing's narration, when Xiaoyu came out of the kitchen, she immediately discovered that Luo Qing was having a lively conversation with her father. He looked like he was about to open a bottle of wine to see each other late.
She was a little stunned, then moved to her father's side without leaving a trace and asked, "Dad, what else are they talking about?"
Dad put down the magic book in his hand, glanced at it casually, and said dissatisfied: "I don't know, don't disturb Dad from reading, Dad must understand this magic quickly."
There's still half a code to finish, so I'll make it up later.
(End of chapter)
