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Chapter 43 The Sick Young Master and His Turtle Bandit

"I must have owed you a lot of money in my previous life." Suyu was lying on the ground, almost breathing out but not breathing in. His hair and black robe were all soaked in sweat, and his eyes were kept open, looking at the man above him in confusion. A gray day.

Next to it was a fallen tree and a pile of falling gravel, and the surrounding area was so quiet that not even the sound of insects could be heard, which was too weird.

The place Wei Chen was looking for was fairly clean. He dipped the torn cloth strips with some water and wiped off the blood stains on his eyes. He wanted to remove the black eyepatch for him, but he just touched the edge of the eyepatch. , Suyu hid in the past, Wei Chen didn't force it, just said: "Nie Jinwu and the others will find it in a while, we can't rest now."

When Suyu heard this, a sternness flashed in his eyes, he suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Wei Chen's collar, with such strength that Wei Chen's upper body was almost touching him.

"Will Nie Jinwu and the others..."

Suyu's breath sprayed on Wei Chen's face, he felt the anger pouring out of the chest of the person in front of him, his eyelids drooped, and a gloomy flash appeared on his beautiful face: "I have asked Dabao to inform them to evacuate as soon as possible, now It should be safe."

"Should, what do you mean should be!" Suyu thought that the old and young in the village might be captured by Nie Jinwu, and she felt annoyed for a while, and she inevitably rushed when she spoke.

He made a mistake, he shouldn't be so impulsive.

"You want to go back? Are you crazy!" Wei Chen didn't expect his reaction to be so strong, he immediately clasped his wrist, put his leg on his injured leg, and straddled Suyu to suppress it Hold his twitching body.

"Let me go!" Suyu's eyes turned scarlet, and the veins in her struggling limbs bulged. As she roared, blood oozes from her eyes again. He can't get angry, and once angry, his emotions are easily dominated by evil spirits.

This bandit says one thing is another, Wei Chen really has a headache, if he goes on like this, he really won't want his legs.

Wei Chen looked down at him with shallow eyes, parted his thin lips lightly, and explained to him word by word: "Da Bao is my contracted spirit beast, I share the same spiritual sense with it, and let it lead the people in the village ahead of time." evacuated."

Unexpectedly, Suyu's temper became even more violent after hearing this, she broke free from Wei Chen's shackles, and slapped Wei Chen on the chest. Suyu's hand cut behind him, and pressed him to the ground again: "You don't understand human language!"

Suyu put her face on the ground, spit out the mud in her mouth, turned to look at Wei Chen, with a gloomy expression on her face, "You want me to entrust the lives of a whole village on a stupid dog? You are the one who is crazy!" up".

"Don't talk—" Wei Chen suddenly looked around vigilantly, as if someone was approaching this way, but he was not honest, Wei Chen resolutely slapped his palm on the back of his neck.

Suyu was caught off guard by him, his eyes widened, his eyes went dark, and he just passed out. Wei Chen hugged him and quickly rolled behind the stone pestle beside him.

A faint candle flame swayed from the hazy mist not far away, and a swaying figure staggered from far and near.

"Boss, boss—" Xu Mu suppressed his voice and searched around.

Wei Chen bowed his waist and observed in the dark for a while, and after seeing the person clearly, he leaned behind the stone platform and breathed a sigh of relief: "We are here."

Xu Mu was taken aback when he heard the words, and slowly approached him with a paper lantern, and only recognized him when the candlelight shone on his face; "...Young Master Wei, are you okay?" I didn't see him for a while, but now he looks like a bandit leader. He accidentally kicked something under his feet. Xu Mu took a lantern to shine a light on him, his body froze, and his face faded from fright: "Boss, boss, He is, this is Nie Jinwu..."

Wei Chen's eyes darkened, he looked him up calmly, and said, "He was just injured and unconscious, have all the people in the village withdrawn?"

Just as Xu Mu was about to speak, a fluffy little thing jumped out of his arms.

"Woof, woof!" The little milk dog barked twice, then crawled into Wei Chen's arms.

"It's all withdrawn. Everyone is waiting for the boss to go back in Pingle Village at the foot of the northwest. What about us now?"

"Are you injured?" Wei Chen looked deeply, and glanced at Xu Mu's arm.

Xu Mu pulled his sleeves, a little embarrassed, and said: "Small wound, small wound, I just came here from over there, and met a few white-eyed monsters, who ran too fast and didn't see where they were, and fell, we still Hurry up, don't be chased away by them for a while."

White-eyed monster, magic puppet?

Wei Chen bent down to pick up Suyu, and when he passed by Xu Mu, his footsteps paused: "Does your boss usually teach you to cultivate the dark spirit root?"

Xu Mu didn't know why he suddenly asked this question, scratched his head and said: "We are just a group of bandits, occasionally two talented people can be trained by the boss, who said we can't bear the hardship, We are also not allowed to inquire about the dark spirit roots, and most of the village has no spiritual roots, so we can’t ask about these things.”

In this world that advocates spiritual power, one level of Dao Ling is higher than the next level, and there is a serious hierarchical differentiation, and some people, they are born without spiritual roots, and it is no big deal to live the lives of ordinary people without spiritual roots Yes, but a few years ago, the Wei family suddenly went up to the emperor and launched a spiritual root selection contest, which is held every three years, and those who are selected can directly enter the palace and become officials, and even the imperial examination is directly saved. The people with pure and high-quality spiritual roots enjoy high official salaries in the palace. The status of these people without spiritual roots is getting lower and lower, and in the end they can only be regarded as pigs and dogs. slavery.

Wei Chen had expected this result a long time ago, and he had persuaded his father, but during that period of time he practiced like a demon, and he was devoted to studying the art of immortality with the emperor. Exhausted physically and mentally, he ran around and asked too much, and his father felt bad about it. He didn't see his mother for four or five years. In the end, his mother didn't know who she had offended, and was murdered on the way out to ask for incense.

What's ridiculous is that on the day of mother's funeral, father was still practicing in the secret room.

Cao Ye has a heart.

But Wei Chen was even more curious: "Don't you hate me?"

Xu Mu's head was lowered, and the light of the candle made the word "slave" on his neck more striking. He sighed, and then smiled slowly: "Our lives were saved by the boss, the boss , Boss... as long as you like it."

Wei Chen understood, stopped talking, and strode past him: "It's good that Cao Ye has you brothers."

Xu Mu didn't know what he meant by saying this, and didn't want to ask more, so he followed quickly with the lantern in hand.

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