Thousands of miles away, flowers were blooming, and the capital was prosperous. On the bank of the river in the west of the city, there is a huge mansion with red walls, green tiles, pavilions and pavilions. It is really a wealthy family.
In the courtyard behind, flowers are in full bloom, bees and butterflies are flying, and above the pavilion, the fragrance of tea is lingering, and a handsome young man is reading. He said he was reading. He held the bamboo slips at an angle in his hand, his eyes were blurred, and he was obviously absent-minded.
It was already afternoon, and a bookboy presented some snacks and fruits, but the young master did not move. "Qu Yan, is my father still in the main hall?"
The little bookboy replied: "Master, no matter where the Marquis is, he has told you to study hard, and we will never slack off."
The young master threw the bamboo slips on the table, "Reading these old-fashioned books every day is boring. I prefer the books in the market. The romance is boundless and fascinating!"
"Stop talking nonsense, let the Marquis know that I will punish you again!"
While he was talking, a breeze blew by, and the young master's expression was suddenly startled. Then his sleeves flew up to the book boy, and their bodies instantly moved outside. At the same time, a white light flew from the sky, with a loud bang, and the pavilion was destroyed. For flat ground.
Qu Yan screamed and tried to run away. The young master scolded him in a low voice: "It's rare to find something fun to do. Don't tell my father!"
The little book boy looked with fear on his face and looked sideways. When the smoke and dust cleared, two people were lying prone on the ground, unconscious. "Master, he must be a little thief. He didn't die even if he fell from such a height. He's so lucky! We might as well send him to the official for investigation!"
The young master clapped his hands happily, "Two idiots have come from the sky to play with me, and the reporting officer has no more fun. You go get two dog leashes."
After an unknown amount of time, Que Xiu woke up and found himself in a woodshed. It was dark and damp, with only a small window letting in light. There were a few steamed buns on the ground, and he was so hungry that he couldn't care less and flew towards them.
Before his hand even touched the buns, his neck tightened and his body was blocked. Only then did he discover that there was a transparent collar around his neck, and it was also tied to the corner with an iron chain.
He tried a few more times, the collar getting tighter and tighter, but still out of reach. At this time, a cold voice came from the darkness in the corner: "Don't waste your efforts. A gentleman does not eat food that comes from outside, and he will not eat food from the ground like a dog."
Que Xiu turned around and saw that Murong Qingtian was tied to the corner, and the collar around his neck was extremely bright. He couldn't help but laugh: "I didn't expect Master Murong to be chained here like a dog. It's rare, extremely rare!"
Qingtian was angry and turned to ignore him. Que Xiu turned around, held the buns with his feet, and moved them one by one to him.
"Sir, I have some dog food here, do you want to enjoy it?" Qingtian suppressed the hunger in his belly and snorted coldly.
Que Xiu stuffed a whole steamed bun into his mouth, not caring about the dust on it, "It's the most delicious thing in the world. If you have a ladle of well water, it would be a perfect match." He ate with gusto, Qingtian was so greedy that his mouth watered, but I couldn't let go of the young master's arrogance, so I could only grit my teeth and hold on.
Que Xiu was amused and threw away two steamed buns, "Didn't your father teach you to be content with the situation? Didn't he teach you to bend and stretch? If you want to escape from here, first fill your stomach and regain your strength."
Qingtianlao reluctantly picked up the steamed bun, peeled off the soiled bun layer after layer, and then reluctantly put it into his mouth. "What is this place? Why were we arrested?"
"You'll know if you escape!" Que Xiu said.
Although Qingtian asked questions, when he got into the white light ball, his father sent him a message. The message was intermittent, but he already had a rough outline in his mind. At this time, footsteps came from outside the window, and Que Xiu quickly signaled him to silence. The man heard no movement in the room, and the small footsteps gradually went away.
"Recuperate your energy first, let's escape together when it gets dark!" Qingtian agreed, and tugged on the iron chain again. It was very strong. He sighed in his heart: If he hadn't lost all his power after using "Blood Explosion", what would happen to this small chain? Can you trap him?
The sky was dark and the lights were already lit outside. The two of them did not dare to act rashly. It was not until the third watch drum sounded on the Qiao Tower that Que Xiu called out softly, "Hey, Young Master, do you have anything hard on your body?"
Qingtian touched a black iron sign from his body and handed it over, "You won't abandon me and run away!" Que Xiu sneered and heard a soft sound in the darkness...
The two of them tiptoed out of the woodshed, and Qingtian lowered his voice: "Give me back that sign quickly!" I didn't expect that your master was so stingy, so Que Xiu just ignored him, and the two of them started fighting in the dark.
In the courtyard of the deep house, the night was dark, the wind was blowing, and the shadows of the trees were swaying. On the red wall, a figure flashed, and two men in black appeared on the wall. Qingtian and Que Xiu were startled and hurriedly retreated to hide in the dark.
The men in black exchanged glances with each other, then stood up. Under the moonlight, a light blue shadow flashed quickly, and the two men in black stagnated and fell from the air. Que Xiu didn't even see the blue figure's movements clearly. The shadow was ethereal, and will-o'-the-wisps flickered as it moved, clearly a ghost.
But Qingtian could see clearly that the shadow came from an attic in the middle of the house. It was definitely not a ghost. The moment it came into contact with the man in black, he struck out like lightning and defeated the enemy with one move. He heard from his father that there was a very advanced spell called "Soul-Splitting Shadow", which could use magic power to form a shadow and control the enemy several miles away.
I didn’t expect that there would be such an expert in this market house. While he was thinking to himself, a group of servants swarmed in, lighting up the courtyard with lanterns and torches. The head butler was an elderly man with a goatee. He stepped forward and kicked the black clothes a few times. When he saw that the black clothes did not move, he said loudly: "Send two more rubbish and rubbish. Carry them to Yizhuang."
The servants quickly carried the people away, and the courtyard returned to peace. Que Xiu reminded softly: "This yard is really weird. Lower your body and leave quickly."
"But our weapons are still in their hands."
"You are so stupid! When we recover our skills, won't it be easy to retrieve the weapons?" The two of them walked to the vermilion door. Que Xiu squatted down and gently opened the door latch.
Qingtian suddenly shouted: "Come here, someone is trying to escape!" The sharp voice echoed far away in the quiet night. Que Xiu was startled. He didn't know what kind of medicine this guy had taken wrongly. He was about to stop him when there were shouts and lanterns and torches surrounding the two people.
"This man wants to escape, but he insists on taking me with him." Qingtian pointed at Que Xiu angrily and said.
The housekeeper waved his hand, and several servants rushed forward, twisted Que Xiu's arms behind his back, and pinned him to the ground. Que Xiugang used "Burning Soul Level 3" and lost all his magic power, leaving him at the mercy of others.
"He is a bad guy who specializes in stealing other people's things." Qingtian didn't forget to add another blow.
The family found the black iron sign from Que Xiu's arms and gave it to the housekeeper. He checked it repeatedly but didn't understand it. "This is my family's heirloom, and it was stolen by this guy!" Qingtian continued to add insult to injury.
"I don't think you're a good person! You're dragging me here to punish the young master." Qingtian was also twisted and pushed down. Que Xiu secretly cheered and shouted that he deserved it.
