In-depth love test: the president should stop

"Courage and insight, a rare young man."

The high priest applauded, raised the teacup while speaking, and signaled to Leng Yan, Leng Yan didn't even look at it, but also picked up the teacup, and gently put it in front of his lips to take a sip.

"Aren't you afraid that I will poison the tea?" The high priest asked Leng Yan with a smile. "If the old man wants to deal with me, he has a chance to use his mobile phone just now." Leng Yan shook his head slightly, met the high priest's gaze, and continued: "And killing me will not do you any good, there are more than [-] people outside People, everyone has guns in their hands, once I have something wrong here, they are bound to riot, and they may do something irrational by then."

The high priest stared at Leng Yan for a while, and finally sighed, saying: "Are all the young people so powerful now? It seems that I don't want to obey the old."

The two said a few words, Leng Yan was concerned about the matter of the colorful precious blood, and taking advantage of the end of a topic, he said: "Mr., the boy came here this time for the colorful blood. Please make it easier for the old man."

"Seven-colored precious blood!" The high priest asked after a moment of silence: "How do you know that there is seven-colored precious blood here?"

"I'm just guessing. Is there really seven-colored precious blood here?" Leng Yan explained, and then looked at the high priest expectantly.

"No." The high priest's words were like pouring a basin of cold water on his head, cooling his heart and extinguishing his passion and expectations.

"The seven-colored precious blood is extremely rare. It is the most precious treasure of our clan. If there were some 20 years ago, they are gone now." Ignoring Leng Yan's disappointed look, the high priest asked: "Do you want the seven-colored precious blood?" do what?"

"My wife is under the eternal curse, and needs the seven hatreds to save her. One of the seven kinds is this seven-colored precious blood." Leng Yan said. "Eternal curse, I didn't expect this kind of thing to exist in the world?" the high priest said with a moved face.

"Old man, you have heard of the eternal curse? Then do you always know the way to save it?" Leng Yan's expression changed, and he said excitedly. "Of course I've heard of this kind of thing. A hundred years ago, an elder in my tribe fell under this curse, but I don't know how to cure it." The high priest shook his head.

"Is there no seven-color precious blood?"

The hot and agitated heart gradually cooled down, and the bitterness in my heart was inexplicable. If there is no seven-color precious blood here, it will be difficult to find seven-color precious blood.

"Old man, how can I get the seven-colored precious blood?" Leng Yan asked. Since this tribe had the seven-colored precious blood in the past, even if it doesn't have it now, it must be able to provide something.

The high priest sighed and said, "One drink and one peck are all determined by God, God's will!"

Leng Yan looked at the high priest in puzzlement, and saw him say: "If Ah Chou didn't die, there might already be seven-colored blood in our clan, but unfortunately he is dead now, and seven-colored blood can no longer be produced. "

"Could it be?" Leng Yan's heart trembled, thinking of a possibility. "You guessed it right, the colorful blood is evolved. The colorful blood in Ah Chou's body is the closest to the colorful blood. If he didn't die, the blood in his body should have transformed into colorful blood by now."

Leng Yan heard the words, as if struck by lightning, his lips trembled slightly, his heart was inexplicably bitter, and he felt a heavy sense of powerlessness. When he found this place, he thought he would be able to find the seven-colored blood, but he didn't expect that there should be seven-colored blood here , but because he killed A Chou three years ago and cut off.