The Goddess's Exclusive Alchemist

The expression on Carlos' face was very anxious, and Fu Qinglang also stood up. Her night vision ability has always been good, and she is much taller than Carlos, so she can see things more clearly.

Seeing that the original little light in the village turned into a raging fire, and even under the light of the fire, thick smoke could be seen slowly rising, Fu Qinglang walked back without hesitation: "Let's go! Go and see!" He saved his life and treated him so unreservedly, if he was selfish and only wanted to leave, Fu Qinglang would never forgive himself.

The road at night was difficult, but the two of them were very eager, and even used their fighting energy and profound strength, so the time it took to go back was shorter than that during the day.But even so, by the time they arrived, there was no one left in the village.Carlos' eyes turned red all of a sudden, and he ran to his home frantically, only to see that the blacksmith shop had been burned down, his breathing suddenly became heavy, and as his body trembled, Carlos' figure began to swell, When Fu Qinglang arrived, he had already grown from about 1.2 meters to over two meters in height, and his fighting spirit rushed out of his body. If Carlos was originally only at the level of a swordsman, then in this way, he already had a level comparable to that of a swordsman. Strength.

Fu Qinglang saw the rough hands under the ruins sharply, and she shouted to Carlos: "Hurry up and save people! Uncle Carl is still alive!" In fact, she didn't know if she was alive or not, but in order to appease the furious Carlos, she just Can say so.

After hearing her words, Carlos' eyes became clearer. Seeing that he had calmed down, Fu Qinglang simply rushed over there by himself and lifted the heavy object. Soon half of Uncle Carl's body was exposed, his chest There was a slight ups and downs, Fu Qinglang heaved a sigh of relief, turned around and shouted: "Aren't you here to save people?"

Carlos's red pupils reflected his father's face. He exhaled a foul breath, the redness gradually faded, and his figure shrank back to its original shape. Then he ran to Fu Qinglang's side quickly, but from his trembling hands, he could still see The fear in his heart.

After the two cooperated, Uncle Karl was quickly rescued. Fu Qinglang took out a Tongluo Pill from the Sumeru Ring, fed it to Uncle Karl, and checked his body with cyan black power, but it was a pity She found out that his condition was very bad, and I'm afraid she really couldn't survive, unless she could refine the eighth-level elixir—Xingshen elixir.

Uncle Karl opened his eyes, and when he saw the two, he smiled gratifiedly, but then held Carlos' hand nervously, and said with difficulty: "Go...don't, come back..."

"Father, who did it?" Carlos was already a young man, but he still looked like a child when he cried.Fu Qinglang did not listen to the conversation between their father and son, but went to the place where the house was originally, and looked for Aunt Irene.

After rummaging through the ruins, she finally found the body of Aunt Irene, whose body was covered in blood and her heart was pierced. She was still holding a kitchen knife in her hand. The last expression left by her, who was always smiling, turned out to be anger.Fu Qinglang only felt that her eyes were astringent, her nose was slightly blocked, and her tears flowed down uncontrollably. Although she had only been together for a short period of time, Aunt Ailin made her feel like an elder who loved the younger generation , such a warm-hearted and kind person, who would have the heart to kill her?who is it!

She carried Aunt Irene's body to Carlos's side. Uncle Carl moved his neck slightly, and the light in his eyes gradually disappeared.Losing two close relatives in one day, Carlos knelt on the ground and cried loudly, without his usual escape.

After burying the two elders, Carlos took Fu Qinglang back to the ruins. He walked to a place and dug out a well-preserved package from the ground. He showed Fu Qinglang a bleak smile: "Qinglang, father said you He is a very talented person, I think, this "Treasures Illustrated Book" should be left to you for safekeeping." After speaking, he did not allow Fu Qinglang to refuse and handed the package to her.

Fu Qinglang was silent for a while, and just asked, "Who did it?"

Carlos shook his head: "You don't need to worry about this matter, I will send you to Langri Academy, and I will take revenge on myself."

"Impossible!" Fu Qinglang's expression was firm. She looked at Carlos burningly, pointed to her heart with one finger, and expressed her determination: "I can't just sit idly by."

Carlos walked a few steps forward before turning around and shouting angrily: "So what! It was the city guard!" After shouting, he realized that something was wrong with him. He raised his head and explained A few words: "We dwarf kings will never be afraid! But the forging skills must not be lost!"

Is it the royal family of dwarves?Fu Qinglang didn't expect Carlos and his family to be so brilliant, so it's no wonder he behaved like that just now. It's a unique innate skill of the dwarf kings. It's similar to the berserk of the orcs, but it's different. It is completely unconscious, and there is a danger of overdrawing the vitality, but the berserk only stimulates the power of the blood. If the strength is high enough and the blood is pure enough, it is completely controllable, and at most it will be weak for a while after use, and there is almost nothing serious. side effect.Presumably Carlos' bloodline was not pure enough, so he tended to be confused at the beginning.

"I'll take revenge with you! But you have to learn the skills yourself!" Fu Qinglang didn't intend to distract herself from forging, she had to concentrate on refining medicine.

After arguing for a while, the two became more sober. Carlos asked her, "Aren't you going to Langri City?"

Fu Qinglang rubbed his forehead, Ling Zhengyin's cold and gentle figure appeared in his mind, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he shook his head slightly: "I won't go now." Although she missed him, she didn't want to leave any regrets in the future, She believed that with Ling Zhengyin's personality, she would make such a choice.

The two stood at the entrance of the village, looked back at the lost village for the last time, and left without looking back. Their next goal was to go to the nearest town—Senquan City.Carlos relayed Uncle Karl's last words to Fu Qinglang. His character is upright and violent, and he belongs to those who must revenge, and the blood honor in his body does not allow him to hide the truth from his son. The dwarf king's family only has warriors who died in battle, and there is no living. Useless, so he revealed the identity of the enemy at the beginning-the city guard of Moriquan City.

The Lord of Senquan City is a great swordsman, a descendant of a big family in Langri City.Recently, the Langri Empire is at war with the orcs, and each town is allocated a part of the military rations. Senquan City is surrounded by wilderness, and the life of the townspeople is not rich, so it is impossible to expect to raise military rations from taxes. Moreover, the city owner I have to make money myself.So he sent city guards, pretending to be thieves, to loot some remote villages. He didn't care about his livelihood, as long as his own political achievements were good.

After all, Uncle Carl is old and well-informed, and he found something tricky in their neat movements and uniform equipment. He didn't expect Carlos and Fu Qinglang to go back, but since they went back, they must have the awareness of taking responsibility behind the truth.

"Assassinate the city lord? It seems interesting." Fu Qinglang stroked the pattern on his arm, and secretly said sorry to Ling Zhengyin.

Ling Zhengyin, who was meditating, seemed to have sensed something, and opened her indifferent eyes. Just now, she felt her heart moved. She picked up Qinglan, which was put aside, and lost her mind slightly. She thought of Fu Qinglang again.Interrupting meditation because of thinking of others, this is an incredible thing for her, but now she is used to it.

She got up and walked to Fu Qinglang's original bed, rubbing the lines on the weapon. Yinuo originally said that she wanted to rely on her family power to find Fu Qinglang's traces, but she refused because she knew that things would not go as Yinuo said. Easy, Yinuo is still young after all, the family can try their best to help her practice, but they won't expend so much energy for irrelevant people.

On the contrary, Zhanyue asked Ling Zhengyin if he wanted to go to the Thieves Guild or the Mercenary Guild for a tracing mission.She was a little moved at first, but she gave up later. If she went to the guild, it would bring her unnecessary troubles. It would be even worse if she thought someone was chasing her, not to mention she believed in Fu Qinglang I will come back because of the way she always looks at me unconsciously and the emotions she inadvertently reveals.

After being in a daze for a moment, Ling Zhengyin sat cross-legged on Fu Qinglang's bed, as if she could always easily calm down wherever she smelled.

The author has something to say: Well, the transitional chapter, so the number of words is not too much.

There may be a few chapters before the two meet, but it won't be too long, because I am not willing to let them be separated for too long.

PS: As a precaution, next month, various midterm exams and final exams will follow, so the update time will be relatively unstable.