Immortal, save me!

Unfortunately, he understood it too late. It had been five years and Yu Guo had done so much in Daqi.

"If you have any unfinished business, you will do it in these two days. You will return to Beijing with me the day after tomorrow."

Shiraishi nodded: "Yes, sir."

This was exactly what he wanted. His original purpose was to go deep into the capital and become his master's eyes and ears in the capital. This arrangement was exactly what he wanted.

The sky was just right outside, the sky was clear, the white clouds were leisurely, and the breeze was blowing by. It was a rare pleasure, but I didn't know how long this short-term peace could last.

It turned out that within just one day, a rumor suddenly arose in Yicheng.

There is a person of the Mo family who has lived for hundreds of years and has a young appearance. This person possesses the secret of immortality. Eating flesh and blood can prolong life and even lead to immortality.

As soon as the news spread, it was like pouring water into hot oil, causing a pot to explode. The people were excited and talked about it.

"Is there really an immortal person in the world?"

"Isn't it someone who said it to be a lie?"

"Is it true that anyone can live seven or eight hundred years and still be very young?"

"I wish I could live forever."

"As long as we eat that person's flesh or drink that person's blood, we can live forever?"

"Where is that man and how can I find him?"

Shiraishi: "..."

Hearing the talk of people on the street eating flesh and drinking blood, he suddenly felt chilled. He would actually drink human blood and eat human flesh just for an unfounded rumor. Can such people be saved?

At this time, he suddenly thought of the notices posted by the mysterious county magistrate. One of them was to read more and be less superstitious. Had he expected this day? Or maybe he had already seen the clues, so he posted such a notice?

What concerned him was that the protagonist in this rumor was named Mo. Among the people he knew and heard of, only the Immortal Mo had the surname Mo, and he had extraordinary abilities, which was very mysterious.

But he does not believe that there are really immortal people in the world. Those who can live for thousands of years are probably people who can cultivate. They have already gone beyond the scope of ordinary people and embarked on the path of finding immortality. However, the length of their lives is There is so much beyond these mere mortals.

Their way to immortality should be to have a cultivated physique and absorb spiritual energy to cultivate themselves.

He needed to find a way to bring this news to his master and Immortal Mo.

At this time, Le Zhi was also on his way to Daqi. This time he specially changed into low-key black clothes.

He was riding a white horse and walking leisurely on the road, as if he was going out for fun.

But when he was approaching the capital, he heard the chaotic and heavy breathing in the grass on the roadside, and a faint smell of blood floated from the tip of his nose.

Le Zhi looked at the grass casually, his eyes so deep that it was hard to tell what he was thinking.

Suddenly, the people in the grass moved, moving slowly, the smell of blood spread, and a black cloth came into view.

Le Zhi narrowed his eyes, dismounted and strode over. The closer he got, the more familiar the figure became. He was wearing a black hooded robe and long white fingers.

When he came to the front, he squatted down and turned the person over, and saw Wu Qing, whose eyes were wary and her body was tense.

He couldn't explain what he felt, Le Zhi's eyes were complicated, but he said with a smile on his face: "Who am I asking? It turns out to be you. Why do you look like this after not seeing each other for a while?"

Wu Qing was angered by his words. The two of them had only met once, but he somehow felt that the person in front of him would not hurt him. He closed his eyes and decided to take a gamble. If he lost the bet, he would end up dead, which was not much like now. the difference.

He said in a weak voice: "Take me out of here quickly."

Le Zhi raised his eyebrows and clicked his tongue: "You are really good at summoning people."

Instead, he picked up the man and walked quickly towards the horse.

"I think it's better not to wear your clothes. The smell is too pungent."

As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his big hand and stripped Wuqing naked in the blink of an eye. The blood-stained clothes were balled up and thrown into the grass.

With his fair body exposed to the air, Wu Qing opened his eyes and his face turned red with anger. Before he could speak, he was wrapped in black clothes.

He was carried onto the horse by Le Zhi, with the man's broad and muscular chest behind him. An arm passed through his waist to hug him, and the other hand held the reins in front of him.

"drive!"

The horse beneath him spread its hooves and galloped in one direction at an extremely fast speed.

Wu Qing suddenly lost his temper, but the divine bird he brought was killed by a traitor, which made him feel bad.

The Uzbek people are the most loyal. A person will only have one partner in his life. Only after getting married, the mask on his face will be taken off to show that he is the owner.

But now, he had a dispute with this guy, and he was not a shy person. He raised his hand to touch the mask and stroked the patterns on it with his fingers.

The presence of the mask would only expose him, so it was better to take it off.

A black mask flew past his eyes. Le Zhi looked at Wu Qing in his arms in surprise, but said nothing.

He doesn't know Wu Qing's identity or their customs, but it seemed that he attached great importance to the mask before, but now he has thrown away the mask. Maybe he has his own considerations, this is not his It’s time to ask.

"drive!"

The horses ran for a long time and were far away from the capital. They didn't know where they were in Daqi. Only a high mountain stood in front of them, blocking their way.

"We've come a long way, is that enough?"

No one responded.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the person leaning on his chest, only to realize that the person had passed out.

He laughed, hugged the person tightly, and rode the horse into the mountains.

After entering the mountains, he found a cave. When he lifted Wu Qing off the horse, he made a big move and the hem of his black robe flew up. Le Zhi felt that his eyes were blindingly white.

He gathered his thoughts and prepared things to treat Wu Qing's wounds.

He had previously discovered that there were many wounds on this man's body, which looked like they had been scratched by someone's five fingers. The skin and flesh were rolled over. The most serious wound was on the chest. The skin was torn and the bones were visible. If it were deeper, the heart would be scratched. break.

Are these still human hands? It is no exaggeration to say that it is a deadly weapon.

After cleaning the wound, apply medicine and tie it up with gauze.

Only then did he relax and put his clothes on Wu Qing's body. Looking at the snow-white skin in front of him, he couldn't help but stretch out his arms and roll up his sleeves for comparison. The comparison was like two different colors.

Although he is also fair, he is not fair to this extent. Thinking about Wu Qing's original dress, which was all black and covered up tightly, could it be that this is why he is so white?

It was already night when Wu Qing woke up, and the fire illuminated the small cave. Le Zhi sat in a corner and closed his eyes to rest.

His eyes moved, and Wu Qing felt a little uncomfortable underneath him. He reluctantly stood up, and the clothes covering his body fell down, revealing his bandaged chest. However, Wu Qing's face darkened, and he found himself lying naked. On the hay, wearing nothing but the clothes that covered him.