C105 Return to Its Original Form
C105 Return to Its Original Form
"This is a paper talisman that is specially used for communication in State Hall. If you burn it with your Spiritual Force, you will be able to transmit your voice to me from a thousand miles away."
The man in black explained in a low voice. Immediately, he held the paper talisman with his two fingers and stood in front of him. A faint Spiritual Force immediately spread out and wrapped around the paper talisman. After a while, the paper talisman automatically started burning.
A majestic Spiritual Force instantly gushed out. It was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it formed a Spiritual Force vortex.
"Puff!"
A soft sound was heard.
The man in black lowered his head and looked at the hand that was inserted into his chest. His eyes were filled with confusion.
"Why... Why... you..."
"Why would I know?"
Yang Xuan said lightly and pulled his hand out. The scarlet blood adhered to the surface of the white film and slowly dripped to the ground.
"Let me guess. This paper talisman is something you can use to save your life. Unfortunately, your boss only used it once. I have some impression of it."
"Do you think I am really stupid? City Lord of Qingzhou City used the Sound Transmitting Talisman. I was fortunate enough to see it once. So, overall, it can only be counted as your bad luck."
He lightly explained with an expressionless face.
Once this kind of family relationship was mentioned, his heart would always palpitate. Even though he knew that this person might be up to something else, he still couldn't help but let him do as he wished. It was only when he really gave himself away that he made a move.
"Father, mother."
Yang Xuan lowered his head and looked at the corpse of the man in black. His heart was suddenly moved.
After being stunned for a while, he put away the storage bag on the man in black's waist with one hand. Then, he turned around and ran in the same direction.
Compared to sadness, he had more important things to do at this moment.
...
On the thick tree branch, the black panther was lying on the ground with a dispirited spirit. Its two tails were hanging down, and the milky white flame at the end was flickering.
In front of it, a rainbow light streaked across the sky, and Yang Xuan immediately appeared in front of it.
"How is it? Have those guys been taken care of?"
The Black Panther asked weakly.
"En, I've taken care of them. Now it's your turn."
Yang Xuan said faintly. He lowered his head and looked at the little black leopard. A bright light flashed in his eyes.
This sentence shocked the Black Panther. It jumped up in a flash and appeared on a tree branch that was dozens of meters tall.
Yang Xuan was still in front of it.
Under the support of this condition, Yang Xuan's speed had reached a shocking level, even faster than the Black Panther.
Seeing that it had yet to get rid of Yang Xuan, the Black Panther's body swayed once again, and turned into a black light as it arrived at the top of the towering tree. It lightly stood on a few leaves, and its eyes were filled with anger.
"This damned ingrate. If it wasn't for me, he would have been killed by those people a long time ago. Hmph! "
As soon as it finished speaking, it hurriedly looked down.
A white light flashed. Yang Xuan stepped on a leaf and stopped in the air. The white light on his body became stronger.
"What do you want?"
Black Panther's expression relaxed and a smile appeared on his face.
Yang Xuan frowned and said coldly, "I want an explanation. You should know what kind of explanation it is."
"Explanation? What explanation? How come I don't know?"
"You'd better cooperate a little, otherwise..."
Before Yang Xuan could finish his words, his expression suddenly changed.
The white light on his body became brighter and brighter. After reaching an extreme point, it suddenly seeped into his body. In the blink of an eye, his body returned to normal.
The red color under his skin also disappeared at this moment, and became somewhat fair.
A huge sense of emptiness surged into his brain.
"Not good!"
Yang Xuan thought to himself. His body tilted and fell down.
This was over a hundred meters high up in the sky. If he fell down just like that, he would die for sure. He suddenly bit the tip of his tongue. The intense pain pulled him out of the exhaustion brought by his weakness.
After he shook his mind, he immediately circulated the last trace of the Spirit Aura and wrapped it around the surface of his body. The Soul Absorption Bead and the Heavenly Eye also began to operate, continuously helping him recover.
More and more Spirit Aura gathered on the surface of his body, and in the end, they actually formed a small white ball of light that wrapped around him.
"Tch, it's not that useless."
On top of the tree, the Black Panther quietly watched this scene. After ridiculing it, its body leaped and also jumped down.
"Bang!"
A huge sound was heard. A small crater was created on the ground by Yang Xuan. Even the mirror on the ground not far away trembled.
"Ugh... It hurts!"
Yang Xuan cried out in pain. Even though there were many Spirit Aura that gave him a buffer time, his body still almost fell apart when he fell from such a high altitude.
After struggling on the ground twice, he was just about to stand up when he realized that there was an expanding shadow on the ground in front of him.
In the next moment, he felt his mind shake. His eyes turned black and he immediately fainted.
The Black Panther placed a claw on Yang Xuan's head. Its face was filled with pride.
...
Qingzhou City, City Lord's Mansion.
Zhou Sheng was currently sitting in the main hall. Ever since Old City Lord returned from the mountain, all matters of the City Lord's Mansion had been temporarily handed over to him.
As the supervisor of Qingzhou City, he had always been by City Lord's side during peacetime. It wouldn't be a problem for him to deal with these matters.
Looking at the pile of reports in front of him, there was not a trace of impatience on his face. That warm smile that was like a spring breeze always hung at the corner of his mouth. He took the brush by the side with his hand. Just as he was about to comment, an old voice was heard.
"Zhou Sheng, how has it been in the city recently?"
"City Lord!"
Zhou Sheng's face was filled with joy. He put the brush back into the distance and looked in front of him. At the entrance of the hall, an old man in plain clothes was walking in unhurriedly. His hair and beard were all white, and he looked withered.
Zhou Sheng quickly went up to him and supported him with one hand. He said, "City Lord, are your injuries not healed yet?"
"Yeah, the things inside are really not to be trifled with. Cough cough..."
Old City Lord coughed twice. There was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.
"City Lord..."
"Alright, stop making a fuss. You won't die."
City Lord waved his hand and sat down at the highest seat in the hall.
Zhou Sheng bowed. He slowly took two steps back and asked again.
"City Lord, what exactly is in that mountain? I can't believe I injured you like this."
"This is not something you should know." City Lord wiped the blood from his mouth and looked a little depressed. "When you return to Zhou family, you can ask those old men. I promise that Zhou family will take you for ten years. One more year, you should go back."