69novels Chapter 175 Found this damn guy
Chapter 175 Found this damn guy
[Ding, "Flying Beads and Splashing Jade" and "Pretending to Be Powerful in a Wheelchair" have ended, and the body data is being adjusted...]
The person lying on the bed opened his eyes and climbed up quietly.
Yun Xianhe stretched lazily, feeling his limbs light and in a good mood.
It was worth his two days of lying at home, as he finally got rid of these two strange diseases.
Oh, it’s impossible for me to cry again in this life.
I opened my phone and saw it was past 9 o'clock in the evening.
Yes, if we go there at this time, we should be able to catch their night show.
The brave man tiptoed away, left a note on the bedside, and then went into the bathroom.
Xiao Tiandao watched Yun Xianhe turn into the unfamiliar man again, changing into a simple gray shirt and black trousers, and then pulled out the crescent-shaped white baton.
I casually bought a detailed map of the romantic city from the system mall.
Yun Xianhe took out a phoenix tail feather and held it in his hand, then took out a handful of silver moonstone powder.
The moonlight shone through the window onto the moonstone powder. The moment the pure wind blew up the dust, the phoenix's tail feathers spontaneously combusted.
The magician shook the baton in his hand, drew a strange rune in the air, and then pointed it at the map:
""Teleport.""
hum-
boom
"hiss--"
Yun Xianhe rubbed the back of his head after knocking his head against the wall of the alley.
The clouds above our heads rumbled symbolically, and then the system alarm sounded:
[The original Heavenly Dao rules detected a force that does not belong to this world, and hereby warns the tasker. 】
[Now converted to "Dull pain all over the body" (one-time), 5 minutes. ]
[Punishment begins. 】
[Mr. Yun?]
"Uh, it's okay. ...Shhh - I'm going to beat Him up if I get a chance."
Yun Xianhe, feeling as if all his bones and internal organs were being squeezed, gritted his teeth and staggered against the wall of the alley.
If it weren't for the fact that this place was too far and he was afraid that Mr. Guang and the others would worry after knowing it, he would not have used magic.
but it does not matter.
The total punishment time was only ten minutes, leaving enough time for me to clean up my trip.
It's barely a profit.
Just as Yun Xianhe was thinking about tonight's actions, an uninvited guest came into the alley.
The drunk man saw the young man in the alley at a glance.
The other person was wearing decent clothes and was leaning against the wall of the messy alley.
His soft black hair fell as he lowered his head slightly, covering most of his face but revealing his glowing white neck.
The man saw that his hands were slender and supported against the wall. His nails were clean and round, and the blue veins were faintly visible.
He looks like a spoiled young master from an aristocratic family.
But it's probably the worst situation ever.
The drunken man walked over with a smile on his face, chattering something, and seemed to want to reach out to help Yun Xianhe.
When he got closer, the man noticed the bandage on Yun Xianhe's face.
He frowned as if with pity, his tone full of sympathy.
"Poor fellow."
Yun Xianhe raised his head slightly when he heard him say this.
The brave man, who could still see clearly through the gauze, looked at the greed in the eyes of the person in front of him and curled the corners of his pale lips.
His smile made the man even more excited.
After knowing that Yun Xianhe couldn't see, the expression on his face turned into unbridled greed, but his tone was still that of a good man:
"Sir, do you need help? You look very unwell."
The young man's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he rejected it calmly in a fluent tone:
"Need not."
"Oh - you don't have to be so polite. I'm a well-known good man around here. You can go ask around and see who doesn't know my name, Charles."
"is it?"
Seeing that Yun Xianhe seemed to believe it, a man who temporarily changed his name to Charles stepped up to recommend himself:
"Let me help you."
"Mr. Charles is really kind."
The young man sighed, his voice trembling slightly, as if he was enduring something.
Charles was delighted to hear this.
Obviously, he really liked the tone of the man's voice when he called his name, and he had even begun to imagine some beautiful things.
But there is no rush for this kind of thing. He can take the other person to see a doctor first, and then have a chat with him slowly.
This kind of down-and-out young master is most suitable for this kind of method.
Thinking about good things, Charles approached Yun Xianhe step by step, and his big hand was about to hold the other's waist.
Just when he was about to succeed, Yun Xianhe grabbed his wrist.
The palms of my hands, lightly stained with sweat, were damp and cold, like a snake clasping at my skin.
Coupled with the extraordinary strength, Charles was frightened and shuddered.
He looked at the delicate-looking, slightly disheveled man in front of him, and suddenly some topics about vampires came to his mind.
Looking at the empty alley again, the drunkenness in his head gradually sobered up as the wind blew.
Someone who realized it later thought of a question:
How could such a good-looking person appear in the alley in the middle of the night? !
And can human hands be so cold?!
"Mr. Charles."
"What, what's wrong?"
"I just think you are such a good person. You came to help me up even though you knew I couldn't stand steadily."
Being called a good guy, Charles smiled stiffly, his eyes a little vague.
"You're welcome. I'm always happy to help."
Yun Xianhe smiled and said in a relaxed tone:
"is it?"
"I, I see you're fine too, ah!! Hand, my hand!"
Charles screamed in pain.
The instigator let go of his hand at the right time, and the other party hugged his arms and cried loudly.
"Oops, sorry, I wasn't paying attention just now. Are you okay, Mr. Charles?"
When the punishment time was over, the brave warrior stood up against the wall, enduring the remaining pain in his body, and looked at the hideous-looking Charles with concern.
The latter kept backing away as if he had seen a ghost, until he was stuck against the wall and fell to the ground in panic:
"Don't, don't come over here! I was wrong!"
Seeing this, Yun Xianhe raised his eyebrows slightly.
Although I don’t know what this person thinks of himself, I should be able to make him behave himself after today.
"Mr. Charles, you are seriously injured and need my help."
"No need! Hiss—I'm fine!"
Charles hastily rejected Yun Xianhe's kindness.
Seeing that the other party had no intention of taking another step forward, he cautiously moved towards the alley entrance, and then crawled out.
"Hey! Watch the road!"
When he rushed out, he was almost hit by a car, which caused the drivers on the road to curse at him.
Yun Xianhe shrugged indifferently, took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands, and casually took out a short cloak from the space and put it on.
It's still a bit cold tonight.
In order to avoid catching a cold when you return home, it is better to wear more clothes.
"Let me see if my audience is here—"
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"Are you sure that boy would come to a place like this?"
"Humph - didn't you say he was holding a baton? This is the only special performance."
"I hope your information is accurate."
There is a strong threat in this sentence.
Vermouth, sitting in the audience of the concert hall, smiled playfully.
He glanced at Gin who had a sullen face, Vodka who was fidgeting, and Rum who seemed interested, and became more and more interested in the performance.
The performers of the symphony orchestra are in their seats.
When everyone was wondering who the special conductor would be tonight, a person walked up from backstage.
The bandage on the other person's face was so eye-catching that the audience in the audience exclaimed in surprise.
The new conductor is actually a blind person?! Are they kidding?!
But when they saw the other party walking up to that position step by step and standing still, they became uncertain again.
Why do blind people have such a good sense of direction?
The conductor saluted, and the applause from the audience was sparse, with everyone whispering and talking.
The man sitting in the middle with long silver hair and dressed in black smiled ferociously and clapped vigorously.
It was like he wanted to smack someone on the stage’s head off and make it explode.
Found this damn guy.
Vermouth on the side looked at the young man who looked like a medieval nobleman and seemed to be powerless with great interest.
It's hard to reconcile that with the image of being able to fight on equal terms with Gin.
If it's a disguise...
Then this person's disguise skills are even better than her, the Thousand-Faced Witch.
Interesting, so interesting.