Stay and go straight to the magic palace.Without Yao Jin, the speed has more than doubled.At midnight, they rushed back to the magic palace.

The shadow guard ran to Yao Jin's dormitory, found a man standing there like a sculpture outside the house, and gave the corpse puppet the medicine cup in his arms.

They have never talked to each other on weekdays, and the shadow guard watched the corpse puppet drink up the training potion in one gulp, with an uncontrollable resentment in his tone: "The young master is restrained for your actions now, and is surrounded by martial arts in a room. I can't leave, if you dare to be unfaithful to the young master in the future, I will definitely not let you go."

The dark gray pupils of the corpse puppet who drank the potion swayed rapidly. There seemed to be thousands of insects and ants gnawing on the internal organs, bones, and even the skin in his body. He felt a very clear pain, the pain from the soul.

The pain almost made the puppet howl, he clenched his fists tightly, the veins on his forehead were bulging, his eyes were dark gray and turned blood red, his face was cracked, and his teeth were gnashing loudly.

The whole body was violently savaged and cold, and the shadow guards who were not far away from him were shocked. They took out their weapons and were always on guard.

The evil wind suddenly subsided, the surroundings calmed down, and the shadow guard's heart was still beating a little fast.

"Okay? Okay, let's go quickly, the young master is still waiting for us." The shadow guard jumped out of the inner courtyard first, just in time to jump onto a high wall, and a black shadow flashed by in the corner of his vision, and the black shadow could barely fall On the high wall, the long body stands upright.

It was the corpse puppet who drank the potion. The corpse puppet turned its head slightly and looked at the shadow guard behind it.

Not knowing if it was his own illusion, the shadow guard saw a trace of contemptuous blame in the corpse puppet's eyes.

Blame him for putting the young master in crisis?

The shadow guard felt that his eyes must be dazzled, and when he looked carefully, the corpse puppet's eyes were deep and dark, without any human emotions inside.

Sure enough, it was my own illusion!

The time for going down the mountain is much faster than going up the mountain. The shadow guard is not as fast as the corpse puppet. The corpse puppet doesn't know the route, so it can't go far, so it slows down and waits for the shadow guard.

By the time the two arrived in the capital, the sky had already begun to glow.

Yao Jin was still in his sleep, in a daze, he felt his body moved by someone else, thinking that those martial arts decent men had slipped in again, a cloud of anger burst into flames, he opened his eyes suddenly, and stared at him with sharp and vicious eyes. People who run into his body.

In an instant, the angry flame died down.

The person who came was none other than the corpse puppet.

He sat up from the bed, pulled the corpse puppet's arm on his shoulders, staggered him, and knelt directly in the bed. Yao Jin raised his eyes and looked at the corpse puppet's heavy black eyes.

"Drink all the medicine?"

The corpse puppet didn't answer, but just looked directly at Yao Jin's phoenix eyes.

"Looks like I drank it." Yao Jin asked and answered, and then turned to a shadow guard, "Do you have a knife?"

The shadow guard took a dagger from his cuff.

Yao Jin held the handle of the knife, and pulled a knife on his left wrist, bright red blood gushed out instantly, and Yao Jin stretched his wrist to the mouth of the corpse puppet.

"Swallow!"

The corpse puppet lowered its head and opened its smudged purple lips, grasping the tender white wrist in front of it, drinking the fresh blood one gulp at a time.

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