"My dear friend, why don't you leave by yourself and leave me alone..." Wu Jinpeng pondered for a moment and said slowly.
"What are you talking about? Since I saved you, I won't let you die. Okay, just lie down and recuperate. I will handle the matter of Dongxiang Company." As he spoke, Lin San threw two white pills to Wu Jinpeng: "This is a healing elixir I developed myself. One pill is for internal use and one for external application. I'm going out to do some errands now and will be back soon." After saying that, Lin San turned and walked out of the house. .
"My benefactor..." Wu Jinpeng shouted twice, but received no response: "Alas... I am a disaster star. I am not very capable. I will only hurt others." After feeling sad for a while, Wu Jinpeng followed Lin San's instructions and took a serving. I took one elixir, then crushed the other one and applied it on my body. The two elixirs were really powerful. As soon as I took them, I felt a warm current in my stomach, slowly flowing through the meridians, and the body's The pain immediately subsided a lot, and looking at the wound where the elixir was applied, it began to scar slowly. After a while, Wu Jinpeng felt a little sleepy, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
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"Bang," the door of the house was suddenly kicked open.
Wu Jinpeng, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly woke up. When he opened his eyes, he found that there were three more men in the room. These three men all had knives in their hands and looked vicious. It was obvious at a glance that they were not good friends. Wu Jinpeng struggled to sit up from the bed. , stared at the three men and asked: "Who are you and why did you break into my house?"
"Your name is Wu Jinpeng," a man with a crew cut asked in a deep voice.
Wu Jinpeng nodded: "Yes, I am Wu Jinpeng,"
"That's right," the flat-headed man drew out his long knife and slashed it at Wu Jinpeng.
The other two men also drew their swords and chopped Wu Jinpeng in two directions.
Wu Jinpeng was injured at this time, and his actions did not change at all. He could only watch three sharp knives looking at him. At this moment, Wu Jinpeng suddenly felt a surge of sadness in his heart, the sadness of his inability to control his destiny.
At this critical moment, a thin middle-aged man suddenly flew in from outside. With a casual wave of his hand, the middle-aged man knocked down three men with knives to the ground.
"You are," Wu Jinpeng looked at the middle-aged man in surprise.
The middle-aged man ignored Wu Jinpeng and instead flicked out three flames.
"Swish, swish..." The three flames fell directly on the three men, instantly burning the three men to ashes. Even the knives in the hands of the three men were burned into air.
"Ah, you are an immortal cultivator," Wu Jinpeng opened his mouth and looked at the middle-aged man with fear in his eyes. After living for twenty years, this was the first time he saw an immortal cultivator and the first time he saw an immortal cultivator perform... With such a magical spell, a middle-aged man might be able to kill himself just by breathing it casually.
As if he could see the fear in Wu Jinpeng's heart, the middle-aged man smiled slightly: "You don't have to be afraid. I was sent by the master to protect you."
"Master," Wu Jinpeng was stunned.
"That's the person who saved you today," the middle-aged man explained: "The master was worried that you would suffer revenge from Father Sun Hao, so he asked me to protect you."
Wu Jinpeng asked hesitantly: "Then...is your master also a cultivator of immortality?"
"You'd better ask my master this question directly. I can't answer it for him," the middle-aged man said with a smile.
Wu Jinpeng raised his hand to the middle-aged man and said, "Dare you ask me your senior's surname?"
"My name is Qing Linzi," the middle-aged man said carelessly.
"Senior Qinglinzi, thank you for saving my life," Wu Jinpeng struggled to get out of bed and kowtowed to Qinglinzi.
Qing Linzi waved his sleeves, and a soft force held Wu Jinpeng up: "You should be grateful to my master, not me." After saying that, Qing Linzi raised his hand, and an invisible force He sent Wu Jinpeng back to the bed: "You are injured, so you should just lie down on the bed honestly."
Wu Jinpeng's lips moved, as if he had something to say.
"If you have anything to say, just say it. You don't have to hide it with me," Qing Linzi had a venomous look in his eyes, and he could tell at a glance that Wu Jinpeng had something to ask.
"Um, I have worshiped immortal cultivators since I was young...Um, senior, can you cast a spell to open my eyes," Wu Jinpeng looked at Qing Linzi expectantly.
"It's not a big deal," I saw Qing Linzi's feet slowly lifting off the ground, and his whole body floating in mid-air. The tables and stools in the room also slowly flew up, and began to rotate around Qing Linzi. The most shocking thing was , when the table and chairs were rotating, they actually didn't make a sound, everything was done in silence.
"It's amazing," Wu Jinpeng's eyes flashed with strange colors.
Qing Linzi slowly landed on the ground, followed by the table and chairs. Qing Linzi flicked the dust off his body and said with a smile: "How do you feel?"
"It feels great," Wu Jinpeng said excitedly.
"This is all trivial. When you see the fight between monks, you will be even more shocked." Qing Linzi pulled up a chair and sat down, crossed his legs, and began to brag: "I think back then, I I am an invincible opponent in the spiritual world, and many monks with great supernatural powers have been defeated by me..."
Wu Jinpeng didn't know that Qing Linzi was bragging, so his blood boiled with excitement when he heard it.
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In a magnificent bedroom.
There was a man and a woman hugging and kissing each other. The man was about fifty years old, with a majestic appearance and the aura of a superior person. The woman was ten years old, charming in appearance, slender, and a beautiful woman.
"Oops... Mr. Sun, your beard pierced me," the woman pushed the man dissatisfied.
"Haha... I was negligent. I went out to deliver goods for the past three days and didn't pay attention to shaving. When I get back, I will shave my beard cleanly." The man known as Mr. Sun apologized hurriedly, keeping his hands on Wandering around the woman's body.
The woman stretched out her jade and pointed at Mr. Sun's forehead: "As the steward of the East Chamber Branch, you have so many servants under you. Why do you have to go out and deliver the goods yourself? Can't you just hand it over to the servants? Are you willing to go out and suffer,"
"Alas..." Mr. Sun sighed: "You think I am willing to go out and deliver the goods? It's really because this batch of goods is more important and I don't feel safe leaving it to the servants."
"If you don't trust me if you leave it to a servant, then leave it to your son. Don't you even trust your own son?" the woman said with a smile.
"Don't mention that traitor," Mr. Sun said angrily: "My traitor knows how to go out and cause trouble all day long, and he has no future at all."
"Don't be angry, your son is still young and will become sensible in a few years," the woman comforted.