Wizard: Become stronger by drawing cards from the potions variety show

On the other side, Liu Zhi was still talking to her mother: "All my classmates nowadays rely on their families. Besides, my poor foundation is all because of you. What kind of enlightenment potion do they use? They are customized, while I use the common basic enlightenment potion. I am behind others at the starting line. What can I do?"

My aunt couldn't say anything, so she could only say, "Okay, okay, don't worry. I've discussed it with your dad, and he will find a way."

My aunt and cousin walked in.

When the cousin saw Liu Hao, he frowned, as if he had seen something unclean, and then looked at his father: "Dad, what's the result? I need this batch of resources urgently, and we can't delay it."

Liu Hao sneered: "In a hurry? Is it your girlfriend who is in a hurry?"

"You fart!"

Liu Zhi flatly denied it.

However, Liu Genrong, who was very familiar with Liu Zhi, was too aware of his son's habit of lying.

Upon hearing this, Liu Genrong did not speak for a long time. He just turned his head and looked at Liu Zhi with his triangular eyes until he saw him twist his body somewhat uncomfortably.

"Dad, why are you looking at me like that?"

Liu Genrong said coldly: "Liu Hao said that you gave the resources I gave you to your classmates. Is that true?"

Hearing this, Liu Zhi turned his head angrily and glared at Liu Hao fiercely.

Liu Genrong raised his voice a little: "I'm asking you a question, why are you looking at others? Yes is yes, no is no."

Liu Zhi said in a muffled voice: "Yes."

"What did you give?"

"Magic crystal, blood of strange beasts..."

"Has the dragon blood essence been delivered?"

"Uh, I sent it."

"Where are the ashes of the heroic spirit?"

"I have given it to you. Don't worry, Dad. My daughter... My friends didn't take advantage of me. They all paid according to the market price."

Hearing this, Liu Genrong took a deep breath, veins bulged on his forehead, and his hands trembled. It took great willpower to resist the urge to whip.

Magic crystals don’t matter, just give them away. Ordinary exotic beast blood is just difficult to collect, so you can give it as a gift if you have a good relationship with them.

However, the dragon blood essence given by the Great Lord is the blood and sweat of an adult dragon. It is a rare item that is priceless in the market. With their level, there is no channel to buy it. The ashes of heroes' souls are precious materials that can only be obtained by powerful wizards after special witchcraft rituals. If they are sold on the black market, the price can be increased tenfold.

As for the market price... When did Abisowol trade according to the market price? If it was really traded according to the market guidance price, Liu Genrong would buy as many of these things as he could. The exchange would just take the goods directly to the black market for trading.

Idiot, I really want to beat you to death.

If I had given it directly as a gift to the other party, maybe I could have gotten some favor from them, and there would have been a chance to seek compensation later. But now that it is being traded at the market price, there really is nothing I can do.

Liu Genrong looked at his son's smug face and wanted to beat him to pieces. He moved his eyes to the dark blue ceiling and said to himself: He is my own son. He asked for it. I can't beat him to death...

Snapped.

Liu Genrong whipped the floor hard with the whip, leaving a deep whip mark on the floor.

Liu Zhi's body trembled, and he immediately screamed, "Dad, what are you doing? You scared me!"

"Scare you? I want to beat you to death."

Liu Genrong said, "Fool, don't do such stupid things in the future. Don't you know what your qualifications are? Your brother didn't use his own resources just to support your promotion. How can you be worthy of your brother's efforts? How can you be worthy of us?"

Liu Genrong never expected that what Liu Hao said was actually true. His stupid son actually gave the precious materials to his classmates. No wonder Liu Hao exploded today. If it were him, he would probably want to kill someone.

Liu Hao standing aside had a blank expression on his face.

He wanted to see what the final outcome would be after talking things out today.

Liu Zhi was slightly stunned when he was scolded. He didn't expect that his father, who was always kind to him, would scold him because of an outsider, especially in front of Liu Hao. This made Liu Zhi feel that he had lost face, especially Liu Hao who was staring at him intently.

I guess he must be very happy now.

Liu Zhi said indignantly: "Father, you asked me to build good relationships with my classmates."

Liu Genrong's anger, which had already subsided, was aroused again: "When I asked you to build good relationships, did I mean I wanted you to go out and spend money? Those classmates who took advantage of you will only laugh at you for being stupid and call you an ATM behind your back!"

Liu Zhi flatly denied: "Impossible."

"Impossible, impossible, I'll make it impossible for you."

Liu Genrong whipped Liu Zhi hard with a whip.

Liu Zhi immediately let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered.

My aunt on the side also rushed over: "What are you doing? Just talk, why are you hitting him?"

Liu Zhi burst into tears and howled, "Isn't it just some resources that were sent? Anyway, they were sent by others. If there is less, can't we just ask Liu Hao to take it? Why are you hitting me?"

The aunt touched Liu Zhi's wound with her hand with concern and covered it with a thin layer of ice to help relieve the pain. This whip was black magic and the wound could not be healed by healing magic, only a counter-curse could be used.

Liu Zhi really didn't understand. There was no such thing at home anyway. So what if he gave it away? It wasn't his anyway. They would be sent to him continuously anyway. What was the big deal?

Liu Hao looked at Liu Zhi's tearful appearance and found it funny. He didn't look like an intermediate wizard at all. His uncle had already held back and given him enough time to react, but he still took a solid hit. It can only be said that Liu Zhi is indeed a waste.

But with such trash around, I will never be able to get the resources.

Liu Hao had only one thought in his mind, he must find a way to leave this home, otherwise he would never get ahead here.

……

Liu Genrong was furious. Seeing his wife protecting the child, he gritted his teeth and said, "What are you doing? Didn't you hear that he sold the precious materials at a low price? He didn't get any favors, but he still looked so smug. It's all your fault!"

The aunt protected Liu Zhi: "Why are you yelling at me? If you have the ability, you can use a customized enlightenment potion for Liu Zhi at the beginning of enlightenment! My poor child, it's my fault for finding such a useless man..."

Liu Genrong felt like a balloon that was about to explode, and his blood was boiling. However, reason told him not to take action. Otherwise, if a fight really broke out, Liu Hao, who was standing next to him, would laugh at him.

It’s all Liu Hao’s fault. If it weren’t for him, there wouldn’t be so many things happening today.

Liu Genrong turned his head and saw the smile on Liu Hao's mouth, which was very eye-catching.

He raised his right hand high and lashed out hard.

"Laugh, I'll make you laugh, is it funny?"

Liu Hao was angry and took it out on me again!

Liu Hao turned his body sideways, protected his head with his hands, and waited for a long time without feeling any pain.

The expected snapping sound did not occur.

A figure appeared in front of Liu Hao, and a thick blood mist confined his uncle's whip in front of him.

The figure whispered, "It's funny, of course it's funny, there's nothing funnier than a fool who thinks he's smart."

Hearing this voice, Liu Hao's numbness was slightly shaken. He was very familiar with this voice...

When the uncle saw the person in front of him, he frowned and immediately said, "Master Daliu? Why are you here? I am educating my nephew, and you..."

call out--

My uncle's chin was pierced by blood, and a handful of blood flew out and merged into the blood mist in front of the killer.

The Great Killer said with a smile: "Call me the Great Killer, I am not that useless Great Flow Lord. I don't know how he tolerates you fly-like guys buzzing around here, but I will really take action against flies that have no fear."

When he spoke the last part, his tone became terrifyingly grim.

Liu Zhi, who was originally crying, was covered with his mouth by his aunt and cast a silent spell.

The Great Killer looked at her with appreciation, then looked at Liu Genrong: "A smart person, unlike this guy..."

A look of fear flashed in Liu Genrong's eyes. He fell to his knees on the ground and kowtowed continuously. Blood continued to flow out and floated towards the side of the Great Killer.

The Great Killer turned around and looked at the child behind him, his eyes filled with numbness and hatred.

He took a look at the whip marks on his body. The fresh whip marks were like ugly scars on a rag doll. And there were more than one scar. Scars of various colors could be seen on the exposed parts of Liu Hao's body - his neck and arms.

This is a trace left by black magic, and because it is not treated in time, the black magic will remain in the body, and will continue to affect the flow of magic power and the body's functions. The effect is probably similar to a small curse.

The Great Killer sneered:

"Master Daliu, I know you can see this. Is this what you wanted? You should have seen everything this little guy went through. The so-called relatives were like leeches, sucking blood from him."

The Great Lord, who was immersed in the depths of the sea of ​​blood, could clearly feel everything outside through shared senses, and naturally could also feel Liu Hao's condition.

"You shouldn't have come here...it's not good for either you or him."

The Lord of the River said softly, "Suffering is necessary. Only by going through this can one develop a strong heart. Although his uncle treats him badly, he will not kill him. If he can't even get over this hurdle, how can he expect more?"

It’s not that Lord Daliu doesn’t know how Liu Hao’s uncle treats him, but he still doesn’t interfere too much, and the reason is very simple.

Liu Hao needs to walk the future path by himself. The issue of relatives is the first problem, but definitely not the last one. There are too many things that Liu Hao needs to face by himself.

Although his uncle treated him harshly, at least his safety was guaranteed.

If the relationship between Daliuzhu and Liu Hao is exposed, matters related to Daliuzhu will most likely affect Liu Hao.

The Great Killer nodded in agreement, and then decisively refuted: "What a bunch of stinking fart, full of fallacies. You think this is good for the little guy, but that's just what you think."

"Suffering is suffering, and being used to suffering is not a virtue worth celebrating. He will suffer endlessly in the future anyway, so why not take advantage of the opportunity to let him enjoy a short period of happiness? Enjoying happiness is not a sin."

The Great Killer turned around, looked at the numb Liu Hao, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm late, but as a reward for treating me to a good show, I'll leave the fate of these three people in your hands. You can think about how to deal with this family. Tell me when you've made up your mind, even if it means killing them."

A faint blood mist filled the room.

My uncle couldn't speak, he could only clasp his hands together and kneel down to beg.

My aunt also looked at Liu Hao and kept repeating: "It's our fault. Please forgive us this time. It's our fault..."

As for Liu Zhi, he was already frightened out of his wits and fainted the moment he saw his father's jaw was pierced.

Liu Hao glanced at the three people, then looked at the Great Killer and asked tentatively, "Can we kill them?"

The Great Killer nodded and said in a cheerful voice: "Of course, this is the easiest solution."

"and many more……"

The killer who was about to take action stopped and asked in confusion: "What? Have you changed your mind?"

Liu Hao looked at the Great Killer seriously and said, "You are not him. If you were him, you would not agree to me doing this."

The Great Killer pursed his lips and tilted his head: "Of course, I thought I had made it clear at the beginning. I am the Great Killer. The cowardly Great Flow Master has been transferred because he cannot perfectly control his body. Of course, he can still harass me with words..."

He leaned close to Liu Hao's ear, covered it with his hand, and whispered, "But I don't care at all."

"Hahahahaha."

The Great Killer laughed loudly, and after laughing twice, his laughter stopped abruptly: "By the way, he asked me to bring you a message——"

The Great Killer pretended to be deep and calm, and he looked a bit like the Great Flow Lord: "It's not too late to stop, I hope you can abide by the order."

After he finished speaking, he became nonchalant again, looking at Liu Hao with his scarlet eyes, tilting his head, and said: "Now, I have brought my words to you. Tell me your choice while I am still in a good mood."

Liu Hao said: "I haven't changed my mind, I just want to do it myself."

The Great Killer showed an interested look: "Okay, okay, let me help you."

He raised his hand, and blood mist surged, gradually thickening to form a sea of ​​blood.

The sea of ​​blood enveloped everything, and then separated it.

In front of the two men, a blood-red execution platform appeared, and Liu Genrong and his family were tied up on the execution platform.

Above their heads, three sharp executioner knives were hanging.

The Great Killer nodded with satisfaction and clapped his hands:

“Life needs a little bit of ritual.”

"Uh, you may not understand the word ritual. This is not a magic ritual... Never mind, I won't explain it. I'll leave it to you. You can use your magic to deal with them, or you can trigger the mechanism on the other side and let me help you complete the rest."

Liu Hao nodded.

Approached the execution platform.

On the execution platform, my uncle and aunt were tied up and begged in fear. Liu Zhi, who had woken up from his coma, screamed for help.