Chapter 217 There is always medicine for sale in the gourd
The moonlight is as bright as a hook, and the cold light shines on the lake in Yuelai Manor, making the entire lake look like a huge silver mirror, dazzling but a little lonely...
On the small path on the shore stands a white figure. The man stands upright and his eyes are as calm as water. Under the reflection of the moonlight, he can see the man's face clearly, which is particularly handsome and flawless. However, in this world where magic and fighting spirit are intertwined, no matter how good his face is, he cannot be respected by others.
A sound of footsteps slowly came from the west. The young man standing on the lakeside path turned around and saw a middle-aged man walking in his direction. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a kind smile.
"Mr. Geunshuo knows how to appreciate such beautiful scenery... I hope you will forgive me if you greet me tonight." The middle-aged man approached the young man with a smile on his face. He was the owner of the manor, Sauron.
Who else could a young man be besides David Mo? He smiled faintly and said, "Mr. Sauron is so polite. The wine and food are dazzling. The Qionglou Pavilion is like heaven. I want to thank you."
He took a deep breath and didn't want to continue saying anything to Sorento. He would leave here tomorrow morning anyway. As for whether he would meet again in the future - who knows?
Seeing that he wanted to leave, Sauron quickly stepped forward and walked two steps: "Mr. Geun Suk also asked me to stay. Actually, I want to ask you for some things..."
David Mo narrowed his eyes slightly and said lightly: "Oh? I have something to ask for. Although I don't know Mr. Sauron's specific identity, if it is expected, there should be nothing in the entire Colombia that can hardly hold you, right?"
Sauron smiled bitterly and shook his head and said, "I dare not hide it. Sir. The worldly affairs may be controlled by others, but this matter is a major matter that involves birth, old age, sickness and death. It has long been beyond the abilities of ordinary people..." Then he finally revealed his identity.
It turned out that he was the younger brother of the Grand Duke of Corumbia, and his full name was William Soren, and he was a first-class Marquis of Corumbia. He had been peaceful and peaceful. Although he was a leisurely marquis, his glory and wealth were already gathered together. Therefore, Pingyuli devoted himself to practicing and rarely cared for national affairs.
But the situation changed a month and a half ago. His brother William VI suddenly began to get seriously ill, and the top Saints Hospital in China said he was helpless. He had a very good relationship with the Grand Duke of Colombia since childhood. Looking at his brother Yu's thin body, he finally could not stand by and watch.
So he rushed to the Im Cult Monastery in Cro overnight and begged several great monks to help. After much trouble, the Im Cult finally agreed to send someone to Colombia to give it a try.
As a result, after seeing the skinny William VI, several monks were shocked. After some efforts, they all expressed their powerlessness.
Just when he was feeling desperate, the bishop of Im suddenly arrived in the royal city of Colombia. He said he wanted to meet William VI, who was seriously ill. After some investigation, he told Sauron that the Grand Duke was terminally ill and could only try his best to maintain his lifespan.
At that time, he couldn't help asking his brother what disease he had, but the bishop did not tell him, just saying that it was not a disease at all, and asked him to prepare for the funeral of William VI as soon as possible.
In this silent and depressing atmosphere, the whole country was ready to let Sauron take over the position of Grand Duke, but he firmly rejected the proposal, saying that the king had a complete set of descendants, and no matter what, this position was not his turn.
On the one hand, he was alienated from the court, but on the other hand, he never gave up on his treatment for his brother. Although he spent hundreds of thousands of gold coins during this period, he still spared no effort.
So when David Mo appeared at Yuelai Manor as a super strong man, he once again ignited hope. Perhaps this master from the East had excellent healing skills.
Lian Yuelai's labor and running around were only taken by him in a few words. The middle-aged man's face was extremely dull, as if he was just talking about another very dull little thing. Only when he mentioned his brother's condition, a burst of sadness appeared in his eyes.
After listening to Soren's explanation quietly, he could not tell how true or false what this person said was, because the intrigue he had experienced had already given him a cunning that was inconsistent with his age.
"Mr. Sauron's affection for his brother really touched me, but it's a pity that although I have achieved some success in martial arts, I really know nothing about healing techniques. I'm really sorry..." He looked at a wave of lake water in his eyes and said slowly regretfully.
Sauron sighed lightly and said lightly: "Sir, don't feel sorry. Maybe this is fate, birth, old age, sickness and death are also common... In fact, the reason why I failed to eat with my husband tonight was because Xiaohou went to the palace and his brother's condition had worsened again. I heard from the holy healer in the holy healer in the holy healer, I'm afraid he can't survive this month..."
Seeing his expression extremely depressed, Mo David comforted: "Although he was just a chance meeting with Mr. Sauron, I still hope you cheer up. After all, some things are indeed not something that human power can change."
Then he obviously didn't want to continue discussing this topic, so he slowly sorted out his long clothes on his body and said lightly: "It's getting late, I'll go back first, I hope you don't feel too sad." After that, he turned around and left. The shadows were stretched very long under the moonlight. The long clothes swung with the breeze, and the whole person looked extremely elegant.
Standing quietly on the shore, a hint of unwillingness flashed in Sauron's eyes. The young man's degree of surname was far beyond his imagination. So far, even if he entered the palace to see it, he did not mean anything.
"It seems that there is no way to impress him... Can you only watch this opportunity go away?" He couldn't help but think in his heart.
David Mo returned to the small building with one hand holding the little spot that was rubbing in his arms, but suddenly heard footsteps coming from the corridor, and it turned out that Leya walked down from the building.
The girl was wearing a pink pajamas, with long hair spreading on her shoulders. When her eyes swept over David Mo, she shyly dropped her eyelids slightly. She whispered: "I just went to your room to find you and found you were not there, and I thought you left me and ran away alone."
David Mo did not feel the ambiguity in the girl's language. He said lightly: "Lying in bed, I can't sleep, so I'm out for some breathing... It's so late, why are you looking for me?"
Leya was wearing a pair of exquisite slippers on her feet. When she walked towards David Mo, she made a "dak" sound. She said with a little dissatisfaction: "You haven't told me what time we will set off tomorrow, and now she has eaten someone's free lunch. Do you want to say goodbye then?"
David Mo pondered for a moment before saying, "We will leave on time at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning. I will go and say goodbye in person, so you don't have to worry about this." After a while, he saw that Leya still had no intention of leaving, so he continued to ask, "What else is there?"
Leya hesitated for a moment before whispering with her little head down: "I think that Sauron doesn't look like a good person. Don't be fooled by his humble look..."
It turned out that she had just seen David Mo and Sauron talking by the lake, thinking that the two of them had already made an appointment, so she couldn't help but speak out to remind her.
David Mo was a little amused and crying. He didn't expect that the girl's heart was so complicated. However, thinking that she was also kind-hearted, he nodded and said, "Don't worry, I don't have any good feelings for him. I just met him by chance just now. Don't think too much. It's already very late, so go to bed quickly." Leya then left the hall reluctantly. Before leaving, she did not forget to turn around and let him rest quickly.
The night was getting darker and darker, and the little one kept yawning. David Mo stayed alone in the hall for a while, then took it back to the bedroom, and spent the night peacefully.
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The news that Mutu brought to Soren was extremely shocking. The first is that he had confirmed that this young man living in the manor was a peak powerhouse with a diamond level nine in the desert.
The second is the specific battle that happened that night. The necromancer had no power to backhand when facing this young man. The two sides only intersected for less than ten rounds, and the necromancer was completely killed.
Sauron stayed in the study all night, and he was less and less willing to give up such a good opportunity. If this strong man helped him, he believed that his plan would be completed smoothly, but now it seems that he has no trump card to use as a bargaining chip for trading.
Early the next morning, the servant of Yuelai Manor knocked on the owner's door. After entering the door, he said carefully: "Marty, the guests in the manor just wanted to say goodbye to you. Do you think you will meet him?"
Just as the servant was quietly waiting for the master to react, he suddenly felt a gust of wind passing by himself, and a sound came from the air: "I'm informing the people to prepare horses! I'm going to send a gift to Mr. Geunshuo in person!"
When the servant reacted and looked up, he found that there were no figures on the chair in the study, and only the wooden doors swaying back and forth due to excessive force were left in the room.
A young man in white held the reins and pulled the carriage to the gate of the manor. A hurried sound of horse hooves came from behind him. Turning back, it turned out that the owner of the manor was racing towards the horse.
"Don't Geunshuo even wants to see you for the last time?" the middle-aged man shouted, trying to stop the carriage that was about to leave the manor.
The young man in white slowly stopped the carriage. He turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man who was galloping, and smiled faintly: "Mr. Sauron misunderstood. He just asked the servants in your mansion. They told me that you may not have gotten up yet, so he did not disturb you."
Soren tightened the reins of the horse, then jumped down after stopping, and hurriedly said, "Don't listen to the servants' talk nonsense! I've been waiting for this moment to say goodbye!"
Then he turned to Mutu who was following him and said, "Beating that gossiping slave to death almost made me miss the big deal." His eyes were as plain as water, and it was obvious that the life and death of a servant was not worth mentioning at all.
When David Mo heard his words, a cold flashed in his heart. (To be continued.)