Marquis Lanling returned to the Marquis Mansion just before dawn, with a gentle smile on his face, obviously in a good mood. (:, read the novel for the fastest update)
However, as soon as he entered the Hou Mansion, the housekeeper told him with a sad face that the two giant sun elephants went crazy last night, broke through the iron cage and killed more than ten guards and servants.
Marquis Lanling's heart suddenly jumped and he rushed straight into his yard.
The dark soul ban is gone!
The ominous premonition in Marquis Lanling's heart made his whole body tremble slightly. When he came to the door of his bedroom, he was a little timid and did not dare to push the door open.
It wasn't until he had a few thoughts in his mind that he gritted his teeth and pushed the door open.
The scene that caught his eye made Marquis Lanling so frightened and furious that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
All he saw was that the secret cabinet behind the bookshelf was open without any cover, and more than a dozen puppets were dripping with blood from their private parts. But these were nothing. What frightened him even more was a hole dug in the floor.
"Damn it!" Marquis Lanling jumped down. When he reached the underground passage from this cave, his last chance was completely shattered.
Marquis Lanling came to the black crystal stone chamber at the bottom of the passage with almost trembling legs. When he saw the horrific corpse on the ground, he instantly collapsed and sat down.
"The master is finished, and I am finished too. Who is it? Who can kill the master..." Marquis Lanling muttered to himself. He didn't understand what kind of strong man broke in and captured him directly.
The heart and brain of Venerable Wutian. You must know that Venerable Wutian was once a dark holy magician. Although he was severely damaged in the battle with Nanwuya and his level dropped to that of an earth-level magician, he is not so easy to deal with.
After all, Marquis Lanling was not an ordinary person. He slowly drove away the panic in his heart and began to think calmly.
Giant Yang Xiang, Qi Bei, the mysterious strong man...
He connected the three, and the giant sun elephant went crazy for no reason. Was it Qi Bei's doing? However, with Qi Bei's strength, he would never be able to kill Lord Wu Tian and save Nan Wu Ya. Moreover, he could not
Let the darkness of soul disappear silently.
Another point is that if it were a strong man from the Dream Sea, it would be impossible for him to let go of this traitor who deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors.
Then, there is only one possibility that makes sense, that is, the mysterious strong man may also come for what Lord Wutian wants. Moreover, maybe this strong man is also a person from the dark camp. If he is not proficient in dark magic,
People can only forcefully destroy the Dark Soul Restriction, which will definitely leave traces, but the Dark Soul Restriction has disappeared so completely, it can only be cracked rather than destroyed.
After thinking about this, Marquis Lanling felt much lighter. He went up and threw the puppets with their lower bodies cut off into the underground passage, and then sealed the tunnel.
The housekeeper of the Marquis Mansion stood in front of Marquis Lanling anxiously, wondering what kind of punishment this eccentric and ruthless Marquis would have on him. Last night, the two crazy giant Yang Elephants killed more than ten people.
"I ordered everyone in the palace not to reveal a single word about what happened last night. Otherwise, I will cut him into pieces and feed him to the dogs." Marquis Lanling said grimly.
"Yes... Mr. Hou, those two giant sun elephants..." The housekeeper of the Hou Mansion nodded hurriedly, and then said nothing.
When Marquis Lanling heard about the giant Yang Xiang, his eyes became even colder, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and he said secretly: "Don't worry about it. After handling the affairs in the mansion, go to the Magic Tower to find Elder Weir, and tell him that I have something urgent."
Find him."
"Yes, Lord Marquis." The butler did not dare to ask any more questions and immediately left.
The Magic Tower is the headquarters of the Golden Leaf Dynasty Magician Guild. Elder Weir is a senior fire magician and a potion master.
If there cannot be one magician among ten thousand ordinary people, then there may not be one magician among ten thousand magicians.
Even the lowest level of magic potion costs tens of thousands of gold coins, and it is priceless and has no market because the demand is too high and potions masters are too scarce.
A bottle of primary magic potion that can instantly increase a junior magician's magic power by 30% costs 50,000 gold coins for one-time use.
A junior fighting power pill that can instantly increase the fighting energy of a junior warrior by 30%. It can only be used once and costs 20,000 gold coins.
If it is an intermediate magic potion or an intermediate Douli pill, it is not surprising that the price will increase more than ten times.
Therefore, although Elder Weir is only a high-level magician, because he can refine intermediate magic potions, he is one of the ten elders of the Magic Tower. He has great power and a wide network of contacts. Even Emperor Hamos has no respect for him.
Everyone is courteous.
However, it is said that Elder Weir has always looked down on the masculine Marquis Lanling, but for some reason, Marquis Lanling went to find him when something happened.
An hour later, Elder Weir arrived at the Lanling Marquis Mansion.
Elder Weir is an old man with a long beard. He wears a flaming magic robe and holds a gorgeous fiery red wand. When the robe swings, it is like a blazing flame. He has a kind of nobility in his bones.
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Marquis Lanling came out to greet him in person, and the two entered the study room of the Marquis Mansion.
"Is he dead?" As soon as Elder Weir entered the study, he immediately turned around and stared at Marquis Lanling.
"Not bad." Marquis Lanling nodded.
"Hahaha, that evil old guy is finally dead. I'm so happy. I've had enough of his control." Elder Weir laughed, his face full of neurotic arrogance, and his always well-maintained expression had been thrown away.
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Marquis Lanling flipped his hair charmingly and said nothing, just watching Elder Weir vent his anger.
After a long time, Magician Weir stopped laughing and cried bitterly. His beard was stained with snot and tears, and he cried like a child.
Marquis Lanling sighed softly, put his hand on Magician Weir's shoulder, and said: "You have to think clearly, even if the old guy dies, we have fallen into darkness and can't look back. The mark of the netherworld on our bodies is
It can never be eliminated, even if we die."
Disgusted, Elder Weir used his magic wand to push away Lan Linghou's hand, wiped his nose and tears, but his mood returned to normal. He said coldly: "What did you want me to do here?"
"Weir, we are in the same boat now. If the boat capsizes, I will not die well, and you, the elder of the Demon Tower, will also become a shame. I will tell you the truth. Last night, a strong man broke in and killed that old guy.
Kill him, I suspect that strong man is also from the dark camp." Marquis Lanling said calmly, the threat unspoken.
The veins on Weir's neck rippled, and after a while he snorted coldly: "What do you want me to do?"
"It's just a trivial matter to you, go and see what medicine was given to those two giant Yang elephants?" Marquis Lanling said, and the mocking smile of the boy from Qi Bei appeared in front of his eyes again. He must find out what this matter is.
It's not about the Nord family.
Weir carefully examined the two giant sun elephants that were trapped and unable to move, frowned, and said softly to Marquis Lanling: "It's a stimulating potion with a dark aura."
Marquis Lanling breathed a long sigh of relief. It seemed that it had nothing to do with the Nord family. Instead, as he expected, it was done by strong men from the dark camp. Perhaps in the eyes of such strong men, he was just a little kid.
The little ant doesn't bother to spend any effort to deal with it. Then, he doesn't have to flee, he can continue to be his registered disciple of Lanling Marquis and Meng Hai, and his future is still bright.
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