"Master, do you still remember what happened five years ago?"
In the cliff castle, Luo Qing was lying on the sofa, looking sideways at the darkening sky, his eyes a little hazy. He needed to wait for dawn, and also needed some sleep to replenish his energy.
Luo Qing has always been a weak person, and his biological habits are not something he can violate now. Forty-eight hours without sleep is already a certain limit. Coupled with the ups and downs of the day... mental exhaustion is inevitable.<
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"Young Master Luo, are you trying to be pretentious again?" Daolong glanced at him and continued reading an ancient book describing the king in his hand.
Although his disciple didn't say anything more, he himself was aware of some differences. At least he could feel a strong uneasiness in his disciple.
Moreover...the object of this uneasiness is him, not the king who signed the contract!
This is very strange, and it is also the reason why Daolong is reading in the main hall.
"No...my injuries were caused by black people. This is one of the reasons why I don't like them, but...they want to kill me...maybe there are supernatural factors..." Luo
Qing squinted her eyes and murmured.
The bright moon hangs high in the sky, and some bats that like to cling to old castles are circling and hunting, eating moths that want to get closer to the light source because of the candlelight, and obtaining enough energy to support their survival.
"Indeed." Daolong thought for a while and nodded. He did feel extraordinary fluctuations at first, but he was too lazy to care about it at that time. He thought this kid was pleasing to the eye and his physique was special enough, so he picked him up.
Thinking about it, Daolong asked: "Do you want to check this?"
Luo Qing turned over on the sofa, closed his eyes and murmured: "I didn't want to trouble Master before, but now, I have the strength. Even if some things have passed for five years, it doesn't mean that they have really passed. I will
Make them disappear...At least for now, you still have the final say in the supernatural world."
"It's a small matter, it's up to you." Daolong replied lightly, leaving his apprentice who was breathing evenly. Daolong shook his head, stood up, and walked into the magic room.
This kid is not a generous person. Faced with his own guard... is it finally gone?
There was a smile on Daolong's face, and he waved his hand. Two jade talismans flew to Luo Qing, and the door to the magic room was also closed at this time.
In the early morning, the gentle rising sun awakens most of the sleeping creatures.
Luo Qing squinted his eyes, sat up, and looked around blankly, um, why did he sleep on the sofa? Didn't he even let the dark warrior carry him into the room?
After all, the relationship has faded. The old tsundere would have at least brought out a blanket before.
Stretching, two pieces of jade pendants fell on his thighs. Luo Qing paused, then smiled, this was more practical than a blanket.
"Thank you, Master. Master is so kind. I'll leave first!"
After shouting loudly, Luo Qing's body was filled with mist, and he disappeared the next moment.
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Chinatown.
Luo Qing crushed a jade talisman, and the brilliance of hidden magic shone on him. The magic retained by this spell also came from ancient times.
It is said that the big bosses at that time were afraid that their descendants would encounter unmatched enemies and fall, so they came up with this kind of magic.
It's a pity that the Holy Lord era thousands of years ago almost ended the inheritance of the human race, and now only Daolong is the only one who knows this stuff.
I took out my mobile phone and dialed Master Dao's number. Even though it was only six o'clock, I was answered instantly.
"There is a black man in San Francisco named... David. I need all the information about him. He may be involved with some extraordinary forces. You can find out for yourself." Luo Qing said lightly, slowly walking towards a breakfast room.
Go to the store.
"Um...Senior, you don't know something. David is just like Zhang Wei in our country. It is a very popular name. You know, the American vocabulary...isn't this range a bit large?"
The Taoist priest's voice is a little hoarse, and I can imagine his sleepy look now.
"This is your business. No matter how many there are, as long as they are related to any supernatural power, I need the information of all of them, understand?" Luo Qing frowned and his tone gradually became colder.
"Yes, I promise to complete the task!" The Taoist priest shuddered, and the hoarseness in his voice disappeared, replaced by some hesitation: "It's just senior... I may need more support. You know, I am in the eyes of some people."
It’s not that filling...”
"Four Chinese breakfasts are packed, thank you." Luo Qing said to the breakfast shop owner, turned to the door and leaned against the wall, and said in a calm tone: "With all your strength, any obstacles will be removed."
"I know, I promise to complete the task." The Taoist priest's tone was a little excited. With these words, he completely represented Luo Qing, which means that outside he is... the representative of Daolong!
This is also the reason why Luo Qing and Dao Long mentioned this last night. Being a disciple also requires some power...
"At night, an evil spirit will go to the black market to give you a life-saving charm. No one in the world can break it in a short time. I will give you... a week to get what I want." p>
Luo Qing hung up the phone, and the breakfast shop owner also packed up the soy milk and fried dough sticks buns. Luo Qing paid and walked to the middle of Chinatown.
Revenge must be avenged, and it must be avenged with one's own hands. In that young memory... it was the extermination of the family, the extermination of Asians...
The darkness in his eyes flashed away, and a warm smile appeared on Luo Qing's face. Pretending was something he had been doing and he was already familiar with it.
【Dad’s Antique Shop】
Luo Qing looked up at the signboard. The huge wave of righteousness was still so uncomfortable. The smile on his pale face became more sincere. He stretched out his hand and pushed the door open.
The golden bell hanging at the door makes a sound to let people know that someone has entered the store.
"Welcome to Dad's Antique Shop...Luo Qing?"
The listless voice gradually turned into surprise. Chen Long put down the broom and came over: "Are you coming to play with Xiaoyu? She hasn't gotten up yet. Wait for me to call her."
"Okay Uncle Long, I bought breakfast and asked dad to come and eat it too." Luo Qing raised the breakfast in his hand and said with a smile.
"Uh, okay, wait a minute." Chen Long nodded, turned around and walked towards the second floor.
People who have lived here since childhood don't have as many polite words as those in China. After all, the culture is different. Even with dad's teachings, there are always changes.
Luo Qing looked at the antique store and suddenly narrowed his eyes slightly. He saw a broken antique porcelain. Judging from the style, it should be the antique that Chen Long introduced the day before yesterday.
According to how much Dad and the others care about antiques, it is impossible to accidentally damage them. In other words, something happened here, and the Holy Lord has completely collided with this place.
Valon...the leader of the largest criminal organization in the world, he may not be a trustworthy person.
There seems to be a certain chance of being a triple agent....
"Hi, good morning, Luo Qing."
A female voice with a nasal sound sounded. Luo Qing turned his head and immediately saw a girl in pajamas on the stairs with a messy head yawning and walking down.
