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Members recommended this work. Murong Wanqing, Murong Jie, Murong Ping, and Murong Xing all cried and knelt down. Zhao Bao looked at the gloomy Fu Bo and others. He flew to the roof distractedly. He didn't know if he was used to it.
, he took out the wine gourd that Murong Fa left for him. He looked at the wine gourd and said in a low voice, "Fifth uncle, why did you die without keeping your word like this? I'm still waiting for you to come back unless you're drunk..."
Zhao Bao opened the mouth of the gourd and took several gulps of strong wine. Then he poured the remaining wine on the roof beam and said, "Uncle Wu, don't worry, I won't let Murong Xing die. I will risk my life to protect her."
comprehensive."
Murong Fa was clearly expelled from the Murong family, and he could have escaped death. However, he died generously for his family and brothers. This kind of courage and courage made Zhao Bao admire him.
Uncle Fu, Murong Jie, Murong Xing and others suffered for a long time. When Master Lang came back happily, they could not hold back their infinite sadness and stopped crying. Other book friends were reading: The Journey of the Officialdom.
When Mr. Lang returned to the hospital, he found Uncle Fu and others kneeling on the ground crying. He was stunned at first, and then he found no trace of Zhao Bao. His face couldn't help but change. "Could it be that Zhao Bao was killed?"
"You're back? I'm on the roof, come up and drink with me." When Mr. Lang was worried that Zhao Bao would be killed, Zhao Bao suddenly spoke, which frightened Mr. Lang and made his whole body tremble.
Zhao Bao's voice also reminded Fu Bo and others. They did not want to cry weakly in front of Lang Ye, an unknown killer.
Before Mr. Lang flew up to the roof, he couldn't help but glance at Uncle Fu and the others. Zhao Bao was still alive and well, which meant that it was not Zhao Bao they were crying about... Mr. Lang was busy thinking, and suddenly he felt Uncle Fu's cold eyes.
The master felt cold in his heart when he looked at Uncle Fu and others. After he flew up to the roof, he took out three high-grade talisman pens and ten pieces of fine cinnabar and said, "Mr. Zhao Bao, the task you gave to this villain has been completed."
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"Very good, that ghost-suppressing talisman is yours." Zhao Bao put the high-grade talisman pen and cinnabar into the Qiankun Ring. He looked at Mr. Lang and seemed to have something to give him.
Master Lang killed an enemy today with the Suppressing Ghost Talisman. He was extremely convinced of Zhao Bao's talisman skills. Seeing that Zhao Bao seemed to have something to say, he narrowed his eyes and smiled and said, "Mr. Zhao Bao, I still have something to tell you.
Do it?”
"Yes, I want you to help me kill two people." Zhao Bao said in a hoarse voice.
"Kill two people?" Mr. Lang did not agree immediately, because he knew what kind of background Zhao Bao's enemies had, "Master Zhao Bao, a member of the family who is the descendant of the great emperor, a villain would not dare to touch: the best prince. "Search"
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Zhao Bao shook his head and said, "I have no intention of provoking the descendants of the emperor's family."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Lang immediately said proudly, "As long as they are not from the family that is the descendant of the great emperor, I will definitely take their heads and give them to Mr. Zhao Bao."
"Go to Tianchi City and bring me the heads of the eldest prince Qian Feng and the third prince Qian Palace." Zhao Bao leaked his murderous intention.
The unkindness of the Tianchi royal family was an important reason why the Murong family fell into this fate. Murong Fa's death made Zhao Bao want to seek some justice for him, and he wanted the heirs of the Tianchi royal family to die miserably.
Mr. Lang took a breath of cold air. He did not expect that Zhao Bao would be so arrogant, since he wanted the lives of the heirs of the Tianchi royal family.
"Master Zhao Bao... The Tianchi Royal Family is actually a family descended from the Great Emperor..." Mr. Lang did not dare to provoke the people of the Tianchi Royal Family, and he did not have a senior sister who was half a step above the Great Emperor standing behind him.
"Really? The recognized families of descendants of the emperor in the Tianchi Kingdom are the Gu family, the Lin family, the Deng family, and the Kong family. When will the Tianchi royal family also become a family of descendants of the emperor? Don't you want to do something for me?" Zhao Bao changed his face and snorted coldly.
"Master Zhao Bao... The Tianchi royal family also has emperor-level magic weapons..." Mr. Lang retorted in a frightened voice. He discovered that Zhao Bao had just set a trap for him to fall into.
Zhao Bao shook his head coldly and said, "You can leave, there is no place for you to live here."
Naked threats: Official tycoons! Lang Ye is filled with unknown anger. He has been framed by Zhao Bao and offended Senluo Palace, and now he wants to kill the prince himself. Doesn't this force him to a dead end?
Mr. Lang was about to quarrel with him when Zhao Bao suddenly took out the fairy rope from the Qiankun bag. The exotic flowers and herbs on it suddenly attracted Mr. Lang's attention.
"Nine-segmented calamus...ten thousand-year-old ginseng...resurrection grass...you actually have a resurrection grass in your hand..." After Mr. Lang carefully observed the exotic flowers and herbs on the rope that bound the immortals, he couldn't help but turn pale with shock.
Zhao Bao looked at the strange flower that Murong Ping fell in love with, and it seemed that all the powerful people in Tianchi Kingdom knew this resurrection grass.
"Kill the eldest prince, third prince, and I will give you a resurrection plant." Zhao Bao saw that Mr. Lang's greedy eyes could not move away from the resurrection plant, so he immediately decided to use this resurrection plant as a temptation.
"Okay! Mr. Lang, I will take over this business, but Mr. Lang needs you to swear a poisonous oath. Otherwise, I'm afraid you will regret it." Mr. Lang nodded without hesitation.
Zhao Bao decisively raised one hand and said, "If Mr. Lang takes the heads of the eldest prince and the third prince, I will regret not giving him the Resurrection Grass, and I will never be able to attain enlightenment."
When Master Lang saw Zhao Bao swearing such a strong oath, he smiled reassuringly and said, "Mr. Zhao Bao, don't worry, I will never let you down, Master Lang. But before leaving, I wonder if Mr. Zhao Bao can lend me a Cloud-Collapse Talisman."
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"Of course it's impossible. The young master has hired you to assassinate the eldest prince and the third prince. Naturally, you should use your own ability to kill people. Not only will the young master not give you the Collapse Cloud Talisman, but when you fight against the enemy, if you use the ghost suppressor
Fu Bao has exposed my young master as the mastermind behind the scenes, so you can't even hope to get paid." Fu Bo suddenly appeared on the roof and said coldly.
"That's a royal family with an emperor-level magic weapon. I have to save my life at the moment of life and death. It's hard for me to read the full text." Mr. Lang said with a change of expression.
"If you can't complete the task, you don't have to accept the business. Once you accept the business, you must ensure that the identity of my young master is not exposed. This is the rule of the Senluodian killer. Don't think that I don't know it." Fu Bo said sharply.
"I have taken over this business, and I will definitely make it happen. Mr. Zhao Bao, please wait for my good news!" Mr. Lang glared at Uncle Fu resentfully, and then he flew away like a roc spreading its wings.
Looking at Mr. Lang leaving Feizong, Zhao Bao said, "Uncle Fu, you seem to be very clear about the rules of the killer world?"
"As you live longer, you will naturally know more things." Uncle Fu looked at the Resurrection Grass on the fairy rope and said, "Sir, you have made a loss on this deal. The Resurrection Grass is such a heaven-defying existence, the eldest prince and the third prince
His head is not worth anything."
"I want to ask for some blood debt from the Tianchi royal family." Zhao Bao said with strong murderous intent.
Uncle Fu was moved and knelt down and said, "I am deeply grateful to you for everything you have done."
"Uncle Fu, why are you kneeling down to me? We have lived and died together!" Zhao Bao helped Uncle Fu up and said, "Uncle Fu, I really don't understand how outrageous the Resurrection Grass is. Can you tell me?"
"Young Master, don't you know that the Resurrection Grass can store a soul? Even if the soul and body of the original body are killed, can the Resurrection Grass be resurrected and reborn again?" Fu Bo asked in surprise.
Zhao Bao was stunned for a long time and said, "Ah... is this Resurrection Grass so powerful?"
"Sir, you really don't know the incredible power of the Resurrection Grass?" Uncle Fu looked at Zhao Bao in disbelief. Zhao Bao had the Resurrection Grass in his hand, but he didn't know its use. This made Fu Bo unable to understand: a broken marriage.
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"This time, Mr. Lang really took advantage of me." Zhao Bao smiled bitterly. He really didn't expect that the very strange-looking flowers could make people live again after their soul and body were destroyed. Isn't this equal to too much?
A life?
"This gentleman is willing to risk his life for it, otherwise he would have given up on the deal just now." Fu Bo said.
Zhao Bao's confused emotions disappeared because of the appearance of the Resurrection Grass, "Uncle Fu, this Resurrection Grass, how many souls can one plant hold?"
Uncle Fu smiled bitterly and said, "Sir, if one Resurrection Grass can hold the souls of several people, it is not a peerless treasure. One Resurrection Grass can only hold one soul of one person. Someone once wanted one Resurrection Grass to hold two souls.
A person's soul will eventually die, and the loss outweighs the gain by losing a resurrecting plant."
"One plant can only hold one person's soul..." Zhao Bao felt a little bad in his heart, and then he counted the number of soul-reviving grasses. There were only six. And on one of them, he even swore a poisonous oath.
Leave it to Mr. Lang.
"You really shouldn't use the Resurrection Grass as a reward." Zhao Bao secretly regretted in his heart, but he couldn't change the situation now. Unless Lang Ye failed in his assassination or was killed, he could use this plant as a reward.
Rewarded with Resurrection Grass.
"Uncle Fu, let's go down." There are only five Resurrection Grasses available, and there are seven of them. Two of them are destined to not be able to use the Resurrection Grass to save their lives: The latest chapter of Dzi Bead Transformation.
When Uncle Fu saw that Zhao Bao did not take back the Resurrection Grass, he was somewhat aware of Zhao Bao's intention, but he could not believe that Zhao Bao would take out the heaven-defying Resurrection Grass to save the lives of the princesses.
Zhao Bao looked at Murong Jie and others who had red eyes from crying and said, "Don't be too sad, you still have me."
After saying this, Zhao Bao didn't look at the expressions of Murong Jie and others. He pointed at the resurrecting grass protruding from the fairy rope and said, "There are six reviving grasses here. I just used one as a reward for Mr. Lang."
Go and assassinate the eldest prince and the third prince, and we will draw lots for the other five plants to decide who is qualified to use it to leave a soul that can be resurrected from the dead."
Uncle Fu was extremely excited and knelt down again and said, "The Murong family will never be able to repay the kindness of the young master. I thank you for your great righteousness on behalf of my deceased ancestor, the head of the family and others."
"As I said just now, we have lived and died together. Don't kneel to me anymore. They are all my wives and apprentices. I will not watch them die." Zhao Bao pulled up Fu Bo and said in a deep voice.
After Uncle Fu was pulled up by Zhao Bao, he said with tears in his eyes, "Young Master is so righteous, how can this old slave occupy a quota? This old slave has lived long enough and does not need the Resurrection Grass to save his life."
"Uncle Fu..." Zhao Bao wanted to persuade Uncle Fu, but Uncle Fu interrupted, "Sir, there is no need to persuade this old slave. Even if the old slave draws the Resurrection Grass, he will not use it himself."
"Okay, since Uncle Fu has abstained from voting, Uncle Fu will write the lottery note." Zhao Bao took out the talisman pen and accurately tore a piece of green talisman paper into six parts and said, "Uncle Fu, please write on it, above, below,
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