Who is he? Could he be able to immobilize himself? Could it be that he used some magic weapon? But these children should all be in the mortal realm, so how could they activate the magic weapon?
The thoughts in Jiajun's mind quickly changed without much panic. Under the perception of the sacred stone on his body, a trace of energy slowly poured into his body.
As expected, the power of this blockade was not strong. With just a few injections of mana, Jiajun easily lifted the freeze.
But he didn't move, still standing there motionless. The boy who attacked him must have some secrets. Just when he was bored, Jiajun certainly planned to take the opportunity to find out.
"Hey, don't pretend to be stupid. This immobilizing treasure can only freeze the body. You kid can still speak, right?" The boy's sinister laughter continued to come from behind.
"Who are you? If you want spiritual herbs, I have plenty of them. Just take them."
"Hehe, boy, I can still handle a few spiritual grasses! Seeing that you are good at it, I will give you a few breaths to think about it. Make a blood oath to serve me as your master. I will ensure that you pass the selection and enter the Jingyu Palace, and even in the future
Entering the main gate is a breeze!”
Jiajun originally just wanted to have some fun, but the boy surprised him with just a few words.
"What? Who are you and why do you say that?"
"Hmph, can you take care of it? If you don't agree, I will kill you now!"
"Wait a minute, I just want to know who you are and why you fall in love with me. You can't just say this blood oath to the Lord casually!" Jiajun's tone was deliberately anxious.
"Anyway, your life and death are already in my hands, so it doesn't matter if I tell you!" The boy's voice had a hint of pride in it, and he quickly walked up to Jiajun. "I can tell by watching you pick the medicine, your boy's strength is
He should be one of the best among this group of people. I am new to the sect and I just need a confidant to run errands. If you meet me, you are lucky!"
He is an extremely ordinary-looking boy, not tall, and dressed in ordinary clothes. He is the kind of boy who cannot be found in a crowd. Jiajun had paid attention to all the children before, and his impression of him was very shallow. At this time, he
He grabbed a pendant-like object on his chest in his hand, with the top of the pendant facing him.
"I am the seventeenth son of the deputy helmsman of the ninth branch of the Black Water Sect. The sect arranged for me to enter the Jingyu Palace because there is something big to do! With the Black Water Sect's secret support, I will definitely prosper in the palace in the future. Please serve me.
The Lord will never fail you!"
"Heishuimen? Are you trying to annihilate them internally?" Jiajun's eyes flashed slightly. Heishuimen is one of the seven major forces in the No. 1 Xuantian in the God Realm, which is as famous as Jingyu Palace. The forces are interfering with each other to annihilate them.
It's perfectly normal, but this young boy doesn't seem to have any scheming at all, so he can come to annihilate him from within?
But after thinking about it, Jiajun felt calm. They were all a bunch of kids. The seventeenth son relied on his magic weapon and was ready to kill him if anything went wrong. It was normal to be less defensive.
It's a pity that he was unlucky enough and hit a hard bone as soon as he chewed on it.
"Hmph, so what if there is internal annihilation? I, Heishuimen, will destroy Jingyu Palace sooner or later! Do you swear or not? If you don't, you will die!" the boy shouted coldly.
"Wait a minute, Young Master Seventeen, I have one last question," Jiajun's tone seemed to be full of panic, "Are there any people from Heishuimen among our group? Young Master is not alone, right?"
"Huh?" The boy was stunned, as if he didn't expect Jiajun to ask this, and then scolded, "Of course I'm the only one, how can many people do this together?"
"Then I'll feel at ease!" Jiajun sighed slightly and suddenly reached out and slapped the boy on the head. The latter fainted on the spot before he could react.
"I didn't want to hurt anyone, but you don't want to die anymore, so let's stop here and don't even think about entering the Jingyu Palace!" Jiajun said to himself, while taking out all the spiritual herbs on the boy's body.
He should have been killed to eliminate future troubles, but Jiajun couldn't bear to attack a child, not to mention that as long as the seventeenth son could not enter the Jingyu Palace, he should not be any threat to himself.
"This thing should be a treasure, even if you keep it, I will apologize!" Jiajun grinned and grabbed the pendant from his chest.
Before I had time to observe the pendant, a voice from the bottom of the mountain suddenly reached my ears.
"When the time is up, everyone should come and gather within half a stick of incense. Those who fail to arrive will be eliminated immediately!"
The person who conveyed the message was Senior Brother Ren. As soon as Jiajun heard this, he immediately packed up his things and hurried down the mountain.
"Woooo..."
As he jogged down, he suddenly heard the sobbing voice of a boy in the distance. Jiajun's expression moved and he turned to look at where the sound came from.
In the weeds in the far corner, a thin boy was huddled there.
Judging from his appearance, he should be one of the children who was taken away by the big boy at that time. I don't know why he was left alone, but he was probably robbed. Jiajun couldn't help but frowned when he saw that he was covered in bruises and his clothes were in tatters.
Big boys really deserve a beating, and they specifically pick on thin ones to bully.
But this was none of his business, so Jiajun was ready to turn around and leave. But at this moment, seeing the child curled up and sobbing, a weak place in his heart that had been buried for many years was suddenly touched.
Under this situation, the picture of Zhang Zilong suddenly flashed through Jiajun's mind. Didn't Zilong look like this after rescuing him back then? And in order to get himself to join the Dragon Tiger Team, he fought with that
After the battle, Lin Yijia also lay on the bed covered with bruises.
Zilong, brothers of the Dragon and Tiger Team, how are you all after so many years?
Jiajun took a deep breath, suppressed the surging thoughts in his heart, and walked quickly to the boy.
"I have a lot of spiritual grass, let me give you some!" In the child's shocked eyes, Jiajun handed him ten field spiritual stems, "Hurry up, or it will be too late!"
The boy originally had a hesitant look on his face, but after hearing what he said, he had no time to think about anything. After casting a grateful look at Jiajun, he didn't bother to say a word and limped away.
Go down the mountain.
Judging from his tiger-headed appearance, he really looked a bit like Zhang Zilong. Jiajun smiled secretly, shook his head, and followed quickly.
"Okay, a total of nineteen people have completed the task!" Senior Brother Ren glanced around for a week, and when he finally landed on Jiajun, he was obviously a little more happy, "Junior Brother Li, you stay here to deal with the aftermath, I will take nineteen of them to participate.
Escape game!"
Among these nineteen children, there was a big boy present. When he saw the little boy limping over just now, his eyes showed a bit of surprise, and his face was grim at the same time. He didn't know what he was thinking.
Jiajun saw all this and didn't pay much attention to it. His attention was now completely focused on the pendant held tightly in his hand. (To be continued.)