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The branch was so high that Les couldn't reach his hand even if he tried to put it up, and ended up just jumping off the tree by himself with the sword in hand.

The impact of this fall from a high place hit his already weak body even more. The wounds on his body kept bleeding out like a burst of blood. He only stood there for a few seconds before he slid down to the ground.

"Less?"

Youxia quickly reached out to support him, Les hung his head and remained motionless, his hair covering his entire face.

You Xia pushed his long hair back to his ears, and saw that the eyes of the person in front of him were closed, his face was pale, and he had passed out.

He hurriedly picked up someone to go out, and when he came out of the alley, he saw several security officers in uniform cleaning up the corpses of the demon wolves at the scene.

And since the entrance of the milk tea shop is the main location where the corpses of the demon wolves are piled up, there are also several mages wearing pointed hats gathered there to check the traces of magic on the ground.

You Xia walked straight through them into the empty milk tea shop, put Les on the sofa, and then closed the blackout curtains on both sides.

Just as he was about to get the potion, he turned around and bumped into a dark man in a cloak and was startled.

"It's me." Ogst's old voice came out from the cloak, and the speed of his speech was rare, "There are a lot of sheriffs and members of the Mage Union outside. If those people ask you about the traces of magic at the scene later Who made it, you say it was done by this kid, you know?"

The culprit that Augst refers to is the unconscious Rice.

You Xia: "Will they believe it?"

"Yes, I smell the breath of the abyss dragon on this kid. He may have half of the blood of the dragon. You just need to say that, and they will make up their own minds."

You Xia still felt unreliable, and saw Ogste take out a teleportation scroll, as if he was about to leave, he hurriedly grabbed the old man's cloak and asked: "Teacher, do you know magic like healing? "

"How could I know the healing technique? That's something that the foolish holy fathers of the Church of Illuminati would learn. We magicians only know how to fight!"

"Then what does he do?"

"Just add some medicine, the abyss monsters are very resistant to manipulation!"

Leaving behind these simple and rude words, Oghst tore off the scroll and disappeared in place in an instant.

You Xia stood blankly facing the air for a while, then sighed, feeling extremely tired.

"Meow~"

Locke got out at some point, climbed onto the counter in twos and twos, opened the drawer, and took out a dozen of potions from Burnis.

"Meow~" Locke lit the potion with his paw, and meowed at Youxia.

"Understood." You Xia went over to pick up the potion, stroked the cat's head, and said "thank you".

Then he pulled himself together, washed his hands first, then put a basin of water, took the potion and muslin to the sofa to help Les treat the wound.

Seeing the blood dripping from Les before, Youxia already expected that the other party must be seriously injured, but when he took off his clothes, he was still taken aback.

On Rice's left shoulder, there was a big hole that looked like it had been pierced by the teeth of a demon wolf. His skin and flesh were torn apart, and blood continued to flow out. Half of his body was completely bloody.

And because of the corrosive saliva on the wolf's teeth, this saliva also remained on the wound, not only hindering the healing of the wound, but also constantly eroding that piece of skin and flesh, corroding the originally healthy muscles. The tiny holes are like hollowed out honeycombs!

To You Xia, this scene was really scary.

The rusty smell of blood filled the air, and the hairs on his whole body stood up one after another. He couldn't imagine how Les had killed so many demon wolves with such serious injuries before.

He went to the work area and took a small knife for cutting fruit. After cleaning and disinfecting, he carefully scraped off the wolf saliva and corroded human tissue sticking to the surface of the wound with the knife, and then immediately sprinkled it with anti-bleeding and healing wound. powder...

Halfway through bandaging Les, two tall men walked in from the door.

One of them was wearing a sheriff's uniform, and the other was wearing an intermediate mage's robe. After entering the door, the two of them greeted Youxia politely, and then the sheriff asked: "I heard from nearby residents that these berserk demon wolves are rushing Did you come to your store?"

Everyone has seen this, and there is nothing to deny, You Xia nodded.

"Do you know why?"

"I guess I know who sent them."

The sheriff gave an expression of all ears, and Youxia told the story of being threatened by Lynn Lake.

The sheriff frowned and asked, "The devil wolf was sent by Viscount Lynn. Do you have evidence for this?"

You Xia looked indifferent: "No."

"Okay, then this matter will be difficult to deal with." The magistrate pondered for a while, then suddenly raised his brows and said, "But we will still report the situation you reported to the city lord truthfully."

Without waiting for You Xia to react, he said again: "No matter what, it is our negligence to let these eight huge berserk demon wolves successfully enter Fedorin City, and we will be responsible for compensation for the losses of the surrounding shops, so you don't have to worry. "

This is the only good news in a bunch of bad news today.

You Xia breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's troublesome."

"Well, then you can continue to deal with your affairs, we will not disturb you." After the sheriff finished speaking briefly, the two turned and left.

And just as he was about to walk out of the glass door, the middle-level mage who hadn't spoken since entering the door suddenly turned his head and asked in a low voice: "Excuse me, although many people have seen that it is Les Hodge. Killed the demon wolf, but I still want to ask, are all the traces of magic outside left by him?"

You Xia's heart beat faster, and he replied without changing his face: "Yes."

The middle-level mage looked at him deeply, and after a few seconds, he nodded as if nothing had happened: "Then, excuse me."

For a moment, You Xia felt that the Chinese mage had seen through his lies.

But it doesn't matter, since Ogst has left here, with his top level of magic in the mainland, these middle and low-level little mages want to find his traces, which is no different from looking for a needle in a haystack.

Instead of worrying about the great magician, it is better to solve the immediate trouble first.

You Xia returned to the sofa, squatted down and continued to bandage Les's wound.

After the dressing was finished, You Xia wiped off the blood on the other party's face with a damp towel, and smoothed the frown that was frowned because of the pain. Then he looked at the other party's peaceful sleeping face, and suddenly had a question.

The mage just said that without mentioning Rice at all—"Many people saw that it was Les Hodge who killed the magic wolf."

He knew it was Les Hodges.

It's not that it's strange to know Rice. After all, he is the son of the city lord, so it's normal to have a bit of fame.

It's just that they clearly recognized that the person lying here is the son of the city lord, why did the two of them ignore Rice as soon as they came in, they didn't even bother to do superficial condolences, and they were still called by their full names, not even an honorific? It was too contemptuous.

"It seems that you are not doing well!"

You Xia sighed with some intimacy, and threw the blood-stained towel into the washbasin to wash it.

Seeing the clear water slowly turn red and become cloudy, he let out a heavy sigh.

On the surface, it seemed that the matter had come to an end, but no one knew when Lynn Lake would strike again, and now his great magician teacher didn't know where he went, and no one could guarantee the safety of the milk tea shop.

If the source of the problem is not solved, the problem will always exist.

You Xia frowned, silently chanting the Viscount's name several times.

Lynn Lake...

If you want so much to be the rule-maker in the tea market, what else do you have when you can no longer sell a single tea?

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When Rice woke up, he couldn't tell where he was.

He opened his eyes, and what he saw was a snow-white ceiling, his body was wrapped in soft quilts, he raised his hand, and the light and shadow projected from the blinds evenly covered the skin of his arms.

The tip of his nose was filled with the pleasant fragrance of plants and trees. Les closed his eyes and took a deep sniff. The picture of Yuxia's long silver hair brushing his elbows and knees when he met Youxia for the first time appeared in front of his eyes. Recalling that this is the fragrance wafting from the elf hair.

Is he in Youxia's bedroom now?

Just as this guess flashed through his mind, a familiar voice came from outside the window.

"Mr. You Xia, isn't the store open today?"

"Yes, one day off."

"Hey, after all, what happened yesterday..."

Les blinked, and sat up violently in his waist and abdomen. This time he decisively pulled the wound, and there was a sharp pain in his shoulder.

Les frowned, pulled the quilt away with his right hand, and looked down at his body.

Seeing this, his complexion changed instantly, all the clothes on his body were changed, his upper body was wrapped in white cloth, his original clothes and trousers including underwear were all gone, only a loose collared pajamas was put on outside.

Realizing what happened, his bloodless face turned red all of a sudden, and the blush spread from the ears to the entire neck.

There was a soft sound of "swipe-swipe--" outside the window, and a familiar voice was humming, probably an elf was cleaning the fallen leaves at the door.

Les pursed his lips, fastened the loose pajamas, and then carefully rolled over and got out of bed.

There were no shoes left by the bed, so he stepped on the smooth floor and walked to the window, raised his hand and lowered a few shutter blades to look down.

On the street, the sunlight shining from the side passed through the gaps in the sycamore branches and leaves, and sprinkled obliquely on the elf's shining silver hair and white clothes, and the shadows of the trees danced all over the ground.

Humming, You Xia swept himself and the fallen leaves of the sycamore tree at the entrance of the pharmacy next door, forming a tall pile of fallen leaves.

He was holding the broom in one hand, and was about to pick up the bucket in the other, when suddenly he seemed to have an intuition telling him to look upstairs. He turned and looked up at the window on the second floor, and immediately saw the pair of black pupils exposed in the gap with the blinds. We caught sight.

You Xia's expression froze for a moment, and Shu Er raised the corners of his lips and smiled brightly at the other party.

Les was taken aback by this smile. He should have been embarrassed because he was caught peeking at the bag, but now he stared straight at the people downstairs with lost eyes.

He kept looking at him until the elf downstairs knelt down and picked up a withered sycamore flower.

Youxia raised the withered sycamore flower towards him, and lightly read a sentence of ancient elf language with a unique charm, and the sycamore flower gradually recovered from its yellow stalk, and turned into a delicate and blooming flower in a blink of an eye. appearance!