Every day the puppet is playing dead

Does refining medicine require the blood of different races as medicine?

Logically speaking, it is not necessary.

But it is very strange that in today's human world, a few decades ago, someone suddenly said that the blood of different races can be used as medicine, and medicine with miraculous effects can be obtained.

If the rumor was only this level, it wouldn't be able to stir up any splashes. However, the frightening thing is that after the rumor, several prescriptions were suddenly released in the human world accordingly.

These few prescriptions, as the rumors say, either bring the dead back to life, or can forcibly break through the bottleneck and realm of mind cultivation——

Their medicines all point to the blood of a certain race.

Lingxian Pavilion didn't know where the prescription came from, and couldn't analyze why the prescription was useful.

In consideration of the overall situation, Lingxian Pavilion considers that if the prescription is circulated, special blood will be added as a medicine for its function, which will sooner or later lead to mutual suppression and massacres among the races, breaking the hard-won peace ;

So Lingxian Pavilion and Xiuxian League joined forces to treat those prescriptions as forbidden medicines and prohibit them from being circulated.

Although drugs are banned, greed is always there, and someone will always take risks.

Since that rumor came out, the situation of all mixed blood has become more and more difficult;

And on the black market, there is a new rule——

Mixed blood becomes more valuable, and the more races the blood is mixed with, the more valuable it is.

Inside Lingxian Pavilion.

A young man with a livid face smashed the teacup in front of him to pieces:

"You mean, that child is gone?"

The teacup fell to the ground and shattered into countless petals, and the gleaming white light like pearls proved that it was expensive to make.

A strong man kneeling at the youth's feet had a bruised nose and a swollen face. He glanced at the teacup on the ground with some regret, and said submissively:

"Yes, he was rescued by two men."

"You didn't report my name, did you say you were Mr. Hua?"

asked the youth.

He took a deep breath and temporarily calmed down his mood. He sat on the chair next to him and stroked the emerald wrench on his thumb with his fingers.

Mr. Hua, now the deputy head of Lingxian Pavilion, acts as an agent for various things when the head is away.

He likes to wear fancy clothes and has a luxurious style on weekdays, so he is called Mr. Hua.

In recent years, Mr. Hua's practice has reached a bottleneck, and after he couldn't break through the bottleneck no matter what he did, Mr. Hua had a twisted mind. He took advantage of the absence of the pavilion master and secretly took out the prescription that was set as a banned drug.

The medicinal materials needed in the forbidden medicine are not difficult for Lingxian Pavilion, the only thing that is more difficult to find is the medicine introduction——

Protoss blood is needed for medicine.

But now, the relationship between the three realms is subtle. Even if Mr. Hua used the power of the Lingxian Pavilion, he would not dare to go to the God Realm to tie up a protoss and come back to let blood. After thinking about it, Mr. Hua had no choice but to find the protoss in private. Human race of mixed blood.

Now, the mixed blood has been found, but that mixed blood is so deceptive that he even conceals that his other blood is a vixen from the Yaozu.

These two bloodlines were mixed together, and the medicine did not make it. Instead, after Mr. Hua drank it, his blood boiled, his cheeks were flushed, and his spring/love was rippling. He almost lost his mind and took off his own clothes.

Thinking of the scandal at the beginning, Mr. Hua's face was distorted, and he gave orders to his men viciously:

"The next time I see that boy, I will kill him without mercy."

……

What is going on with Mr. Hua, Chong Yu has no idea.

Actually, so what if you know?

All the people present were wanted criminals, and they had all been chased and killed. Therefore, Mr. Hua's wanted arrest was not worth mentioning to everyone.

When those people were about to take the boy away, Yuan Wuxin, who always seemed not to like the excitement, changed his temper. He simply and rudely knocked down everyone present, and then took the boy away.

Now, Yuan Wuxin and his party are in the hiding place provided by his eyeliner, in an ordinary and inconspicuous house in the city.

Chong Yu sat in the corridor and sighed helplessly.

What's the matter?

He didn't know that this world was so strange.

Thinking of what happened to the "player" before, Chongyu turned his head, looked at the boy sitting next to him who had been eating watermelon, and asked:

"What's your name?"

Now, Yuan Wuxin went to talk to his subordinates, and only Chong Yu and the boy he had just rescued were left in the huge house.

The boy's cheeks were bulging, and when he heard Chongyu's question, his eyes widened, round and round:

"You do not know?"

Chong Yu shook his head.

"Aren't you a player? Don't you have a system panel? Can't you see it?"

The boy asked a lot of questions in one breath, he raised his head, his eyes clearly fell on the top of Chongyu's head, and said,

"I can see it clearly, the name on your head shows 'Chongyu'."

Chong Yu was silent for a moment, then said:

"I can't see yours. Also, what kind of game does this game look like to you?"

The boy tilted his head and said:

"You can just call me Xiaobai, isn't this game holographic?"

Chong Yu's eyes suddenly changed:

"When I played this game, the game was pixel blocks, and, in my time, holographic games were not invented at all."

Afterwards, the two stared wide-eyed for a moment before they realized that they might be from different eras.

"My day."

The boy withdrew his gaze, and he made an indescribable expression, the melon in his hand was no longer fragrant.

Obviously, he was shocked by this realization.

The only thing the two of them have in common is that when they were playing the game, they received a strange installation package, and then they both played the game for a long time as players.

It's just that after Chongyu played himself to death, he transmigrated in;

And Xiaobai was too obsessed with playing holographic games, and when he was stuck with a bug, he accidentally got stuck.

After the two were silent for a long time, they both looked at each other with pity and sympathy.

Chongyu stretched out his hand towards Xiaobai and said:

"Let's get to know each other again. My name is Chong Yu. I passed through after killing the character in the game. The current body is my dead character."

He paused, and decided to keep it simple:

"In other words, I'm not human."

Xiaobai was shocked by the huge amount of information in Chongyu's words for a long time, he opened his mouth for a long time, his eyes lost focus:

"Oh my god... they are all dead, and they still have to travel through time."

Compared with Chong Yu, his current situation is actually not bad.

When he came back to his senses, Xiaobai looked at Chongyu with more sympathy and tenderness. He grasped Chongyu's hand, as if seeing his comrades:

"My name is Xiaobai. I came in after playing the holographic game card bug. Now only the game panel and warehouse can be used, and the exit button and game customer service are gone."

He paused and confessed:

"I came here because a world quest suddenly appeared in my quest bar, allowing me to get the glazed venetian lamp from Lingxian Pavilion."

task?

Chong Yu was stunned for a moment, and asked:

"You said that most of your game system is useless, who sent you the mission?"

"How do I know?"

Xiaobai wrinkled his face and said,

"I looked at the reward and said that if I successfully steal it, it will restart my game and exit the button."

Chong Yu remained silent.

For some reason, his intuition told him that it was not that simple.

Chongyu looked at Xiaobai with strange eyes, and he asked:

"Do you know what the raw material of the glazed louver is?"

Xiaobai withdrew his hand from Chongyu's, and said nonchalantly:

"Why do I care so much about him? I just need to steal the lamp."

Chong Yu opened his mouth, but finally chose to remain silent.

He didn't want to tell Xiao Bai that the raw material of that lamp was his eyes.

"Oh, by the way, this game is about random talents."

Xiaobai suddenly looked at Chongyu, he had already classified Chongyu as his camp, and to Chongyu, he basically said whatever came to his mind,

"My random body is a hybrid of god and demon, and my talent is hiding and charm. How about you?"

This talent is indeed suitable for being a thief.

Chong Yu said, "I am the reincarnation of a divine weapon."

As soon as this remark came out, Xiaobai's gaze at Chongyu changed immediately, as if he saw a large ball of gold, which was about to drop:

"My God, then you are an artifact?"

Chong Yu shook his head:

"If I'm really an artifact, then I won't die."

These words choked Xiaobai, Xiaobai lowered his head and said sullenly:

"Oh yes."

The two people have the same situation and background, and in the short period of time they talked, they have already established a deep friendship.

When Yuan Wuxin got things done and came here, he was very surprised to see the two of them chatting happily.

Yuan Wuxin raised his eyebrows, walked up behind Chong Yu, touched Chong Yu with his foot, and said condescendingly:

"What, did you find a friend?"

Before Chongyu chatted too happily, he didn't notice Yuan Wuxin's arrival, but when he heard Yuan Wuxin's voice, Chongyu was scared instantly.

He still remembered that Yuan Wuxin had said the word "player" before.

This Yuan Wuxin is not stupid. If Yuan Wuxin knew about his miserable situation before, part of the reason is because Chongyu made it when he was a "player"...

Chongyu was a little afraid that Yuan Wuxin would screw his head off in a fit of anger.

Thinking of this, Chongyu smiled flatteringly at Yuan Wuxin and said:

"No, we... just talked about topics that everyone is interested in."

Yuan Wuxin looked at Chongyu meaningfully and didn't speak.

Sitting on the side, Xiaobai looked at Yuan Wuxin and then at Chongyu. He was still not used to his change from a "player" status, so he opened his mouth and asked directly:

"What is the relationship between you two? It's weird."

This carefree attitude made Chongyu show a horrible expression.

He closed his eyes, relaxed his body, and let it go.

"I am his master."

Yuan Wuxin looked at Xiaobai, but he wasn't angry at all, and looked particularly interested in Xiaobai.

"I heard that you escaped from Mr. Hua?"

Hearing the word "Mr. Hua", Xiaobai's body stiffened, and he began to slowly shift his gaze, not daring to look at Yuan Wuxin.

Seeing Xiaobai like this, he knew that he was guilty, the corners of Yuan Wuxin's lips rose slightly, and he said:

"I saved you on a whim before, little guy, if you can't come up with a reason that makes me think it's worth saving you, I don't mind sending you back to get the bonus."

This is totally threatening.

Xiaobai faltered for a while: "I..."

Chong Yu bit the bullet and interrupted Xiao Bai, explaining:

"His goal is also the glazed venetian lamp. We... can cooperate."

Hearing this, Yuan Wuxin's expression suddenly changed again. He frowned, thought for a long time, and finally sneered:

"This seat needs cooperation? A joke. I didn't expect that this seat actually saved an opponent."

After finishing speaking, Yuan Wuxin walked towards Xiaobai, and lifted Xiaobai up roughly.

Xiao Bai cried out in pain, he wanted to struggle, but how could he compare to Yuan Wuxin?

Yuan Wuxin's hands were like pliers, tightly grasping Xiaobai.

"Wait a moment!"

Seeing Yuan Wuxin's bad attitude, Chongyu was afraid that Yuan Wuxin would kill Xiaobai directly, and he would lose the only person he could talk to, so in a hurry, he stood up and slapped Yuan Wuxin's back. Grasp--

Yuan Wuxin's body reacted quickly, and he avoided Chongyu's hand, allowing Chongyu to grab an empty hand.

Chongyu stood up in a hurry and missed Yuan Wuxin. He staggered, his hands still stretched out, and after shaking behind Yuan Wuxin a few times, his fingers subconsciously closed...

Chong Yu was dumbfounded.

Yuan Wuxin's body stiffened.

From a visual point of view, Chongyu didn't catch anything, but he clasped his hands weakly, as if he caught something;

Yuan Wuxin let go of Xiaobai's hand all of a sudden, he turned sideways slightly, his face was very ugly, he gritted his teeth at Chongyu:

"release."

Chongyu didn't follow suit, he squeezed the "air" in his hand blankly, and unexpectedly found that it was a furry texture.

After the two confronted each other for a few seconds, Chongyu looked at Yuan Wuxin's blushing face, and felt blessed in an instant——

He couldn't have caught Yuan Wuxin's tail, right?

Thinking of this, Chongyu upholds a practical spirit and secretly pulls the things in his hand towards her.

"Chongyu!!! Well...don't go too far...uh... let go!!!!"