Abandoned the Immortal Cultivator, returned to his hometown to farm and sing

Chapter 1123 1114. One stick after another, no jujube

Luo Yihang drew out his long sword.

With a few slashes of the knife, Jacques' clothes were cut into pieces.

Jacques was so frightened that he screamed: "What are you doing! What are you doing!", "Don't kill me! Don't kill me!", "I'll give you money! All the money!"

Too noisy.

"Shut up!" Luo Yihang slapped Jacques' cheek with the blade of his knife. "I won't kill you, I'll just lend you some blood."

As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for Jacques to react, he raised his knife and slashed seven wounds on Jacques' chest and abdomen.

Puff~~blood gushed out.

Jacques fainted after a chuckle...

Luo Yihang felt that he was too cruel. He took turns to harm this big, feathery rooster, and he was almost driving him crazy.

Alas, we have to do it. The investment is getting bigger and bigger, and the production capacity has almost reached its limit. It is difficult to expand it further.

Overseas cash cows are too important. If Jacques catches up with them, it will be trouble for everyone else.

Don't worry, you will be compensated.

Thinking of this, Luo Yihang threw down his long sword.

He took out the flute again and put it to his lips, and the melodious flute sounded...

Jacques slowly woke up to the sound of the flute, and felt pain all over his body, a piercing pain.

When I opened my eyes and looked down, I saw that I was like a blood gourd, covered in blood.

His regret was fake, all fake, what "Zeus's eagle", what "white deer with a faint glow all over its body", what "elven treasure", what "sacred realm",

What "monastery"...

all fake!

Luo Yihang! He is the dark wizard, the evil dark wizard!

All of a sudden, all sorts of things like sacrifices, devil rituals, ghouls, and liches came to my mind.

Jacques was so frightened that he almost fainted again.

But he couldn't faint because of the sound of the flute. He became more and more clear-headed and watched himself being covered in blood, his own blood.

Then, a magical thing happened. A whirlwind appeared out of nowhere in front of him. It was just a tiny dot at first, but suddenly became huge.

All the blood in his body, whether it was freshly flowed out or already solidified, floated up and turned into several streams of blood, which were swept into the wind and dyed the whirlwind light red...

The covering blood flew away, and Jacques' body became clean, with seven thin scars completely exposed.

And something even more terrible happened.

Those scars are healing, healing visibly to the naked eye.

From both sides to the middle, it slowly closed and healed little by little, turning back into a red mark, and finally even the red mark disappeared.

The skin was smooth, pale and delicate, as if it had never been cut.

This is even more terrifying than bleeding. It is completely beyond the scope of human understanding and we can only find the answer in mythology.

The answer is clear, "You...you are a wizard!! Really...really magical!"

Looking at Jacques's face, there was an expression of fear, timidity, curiosity, admiration, and a hint of expectation.

Luo Yihang felt very happy.

After practicing Taoism for so long, he was not allowed to show it in front of others. He had to find ways to hide it and find some scientific reasons to cover it up.

Luo Yihang was also feeling depressed.

Showing off one's power in front of others is a basic need.

But it is not convenient to show it in front of relatives and friends, for fear that family and friendship will be spoiled.

Jacques was just right, half a stranger, still an enemy, and far away.

Just a nice touch.

In fact, this is not magic at all, it is just a real magic, a cleansing spell and a pre-set spring breeze and rain formation.

Especially Xuanmen authentic...
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Luo Yihang was secretly happy but didn't show it on his face.

Playing the flute with an expressionless face.

The sound of the flute suddenly became sharp, and the whirlwind suddenly became agitated, spinning wildly and twisting. Suddenly, the whirlwind seemed to lose control, and it flew towards the lake and broke apart above the lake.

Specks of blood dripped into the lake, dissolving and dispersing.

"Ah~~" Luo Yihang put down the flute and sighed.

He murmured to himself, "It still doesn't work."

This is to fill in the gap and make Jacques think that he is really looking for something, and that this is really some magical place. Ordinary mortals should not think about it.

And leave a clue for Jacques to figure out on his own.

Of course, the most important thing is to show off in front of others and have fun yourself.

The play is over.

Luo Yihang changed his face into a smiling one, which was as fake as it could be.

Slowly walked to Jacques.

Pat him on the shoulder.

Jacques' teeth were chattering, his expression was terrified, and his body was shaking like a sieve.

This is really scary.

Luo Yihang smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, it's okay, the blood loss is not much, it won't affect your health. If you are worried, I will replenish it for you."

Jacques thought to himself, am I afraid that the bleeding will affect my health? I am simply afraid. I am afraid of dying here.

But he dared not say anything.

He couldn't move and could only let Luo Yihang control him.

I watched Luo Yihang take out a small bottle, unscrew the cap, pinch his lips, and pour the entire bottle of dark red liquid into his mouth.

It's sweet, slightly sticky, and has an indescribable taste. It's not very tasty.

But after drinking it, Jacques felt a warm current rising from his lower abdomen. No, it should be heat.

The fever made his blood surge up, his spirit was extremely excited, and his whole body was full of strength.

Jacques was so excited that he became happy again, thinking it was some panacea or magic potion.

I thought it was a blessing in disguise and there would be magical powers.

In fact, this is a bottle of red dates and wolfberry concentrate, which should be able to replenish qi and blood.

It doesn’t matter if I can’t make up for it. Those few cuts just now looked scary, but in fact, the blood that was shed was not enough for one blood donation. There is no harm in bleeding occasionally.

As for why it is hot?

Luo Yihang found another Epimedium...
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Luo Yihang pressed Jacques' lower back again, and Jacques moved his arms and was able to move again.

Then Luo Yihang found a piece of clothing and threw it to him, asking him to put it on.

Then he poured out the cold water, replaced it with new hot water, and poured himself a cup.

He took a sip slowly.

Relaxed, comfortable, plain, as if everything is over...

Jacques put on his clothes. They were a little big, but that didn't matter.

He picked up the cup and took a few sips of hot water. His mood calmed down a little and he was organizing his words to talk about his life.

Luo Yihang spoke first, "You know what to say and what not to say. No one will believe it if you tell it to others. If someone really understands it, you...zizi, it's hard to say what will happen."

Jacques nodded quickly, "I understand, I understand. I will never say a word, not even in my dreams."

He was not stupid. He knew that what he saw on this trip must involve a big secret. If it were to reach the ears of mysterious people in Europe, who knew which one would come first, the black magician or the white magician.

The imagination is pretty good.

See Jacques understood.

Luo Yihang took out another strange cell phone and handed it over. "Keep in touch if you have anything. We are friends, and there should be no secrets between friends."

Jacques's mind raced, and he immediately understood. He quickly took over, "Understood, understood. I will report everything that happens over there to you as soon as I know about it."

Oh, I just like dealing with smart people.

Okay, the goal has been achieved, I have to give you a sweet treat...

(End of this chapter)