Jackie Chan's Adventures House Master Daolong

Chapter 322 You Won't Betray Me, Will You?
Luo Qing paused, and his already happy mood became even more comfortable.

The Holy Medicine is becoming more and more attractive to the Weapon of Destruction. When it really cannot live without the Holy Medicine, Luo Qing will be forcibly rescued by the Weapon of Destruction even if he loses his strength after fighting with others.

Because, Luo Qing is the only one in this world who can make holy medicine, it is his original creation.

This is another wave of monopoly.

Luo Qing smiled particularly gently. He stretched out his hand and three bottles of potion appeared: "Do you want a hundred times, three hundred times, or five hundred times?"

The Destruction Weapon paused, and a trace of doubt appeared on the small ball.

As if to say, shouldn’t they all be given?

Luo Qing shook his head and explained patiently: "I have already paid the reward last time. This time it is not what I owe you, but what you asked for, so I can only give you one bottle."

The Destruction Weapon hesitated even more. It looked at Luo Qing and then at the potion floating in Luo Qing's hand.

Finally, hesitantly approached, feeling five hundred times more pleasurable.

Although this level of pleasure is still overwhelming to the Destruction Weapon, it is even a bit unbearable.

But when there is only one bottle and the next time I don’t know how many days it will be, the just comfort is no longer enough to satisfy it.

Luo Qing opened the bottle with a smile, and the devouring power of the Destruction Device emerged. Suddenly, its blue eyes turned upward, and the entire ball became shaky, and it crashed into the void.

The pleasure is too strong and it needs to slow down.

Luo Qing looked at the [-]-fold and [-]-fold holy medicines in his hands, and the look in his eyes made people shudder.

Can the uses of holy medicine continue to be expanded?
And there are only half of the Rhythm Crystals left, so we should ask the cat people about their output.
After thinking about it, Luo Qing walked into the laboratory with two crosses. After opening the newly built instruments one by one, Luo Qing began to extract and refine his faith.

Refining medicine is my favorite. The production of holy medicine has exceeded [-] times. At that time, Di Kui was in a daze. Now he will try [-] times, and then wait for Di Kui to come out and let him try it.

As long as it can freeze his consciousness for a second, the holy medicine can be used in battle.

After all, they are the original demons. The consciousness of the original demons is extremely powerful, and the 5-year ban has not caused them to collapse.

If you can knock down their will, you can destroy the consciousness of 80.00% of the strong.

even a weapon of destruction
Thinking about it, Luo Qing shook his head. The weapon of destruction was almost ready, so there was no need to use such dangerous things on it.

After all, it is the most powerful weapon that I made, so it would be better if I kept my consciousness.

Suppose one day he is not prepared enough and is killed by someone. The weapon of destruction without the holy medicine will make the enemy bury him with him.

Even let the whole world be buried with Luo Qing!

Thinking of this, Luo Qing's eyes wandered a little. It seemed that he had to find time to teach Xiaoyu how to make the holy medicine.

Although he wanted to say that if he died, what meaning would there be in the world?

But Xiaoyu has a meaning of existence.

In the midst of random thoughts, the instrument that extracts the power of faith has captured those ethereal thoughts.

"Lord, I am guilty. I should not have killed anyone. Please forgive me for my sin."

"Lord, I am guilty. I should not have fired. Please forgive me for my sin."

“Lord, please bless me, your devotee, to be healed of my illness.”

"host"

The extracted faith began to spread pious confessions or beautiful prayers throughout the laboratory, filling the entire laboratory with chaos.

Luo Qing frowned, this is the poison of faith, too much 'meaning' is filled in it, and it is difficult to get rid of it.

But fortunately, the Great Alchemist can solve this problem.

Luo Qing's powerful mental power was crushed out instantly, suppressing all thoughts into silence.

Then he started refining the potion of pure faith.

"Well?"

Luo Qing suddenly snorted, turned around and looked helplessly, hugged himself tightly, and bit the blood coat on his shoulder: "You are a dog, you bite people all day long?"

"I don't care, how can the princess kiss you? You are so calculated, you damn lolicon!" Xue Yi said feeling aggrieved and bit her again.

Luo Qing's mouth twitched, turned around, ignored him, and started refining the potion with great interest.

It's just a blood loli. With his current body, he can bear it.
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Shadow, depth.

After three days, the Holy Master finally opened the treasure house here and looked at the various magic materials inside.

The Holy Lord was extremely happy. Although the Shadow King was not very interested in extraordinary materials, there were not many good things in them, which were enough to make up for the loss of his treasure house.

The Holy Lord accepted these treasures and looked at Tara happily: "You are very good, you can be my housekeeper in the future."

Tara paused and her eyes flickered: "This is my honor, Your Majesty."

The Holy Lord was even more happy. Demons who knew the current affairs were the ones he admired the most. Those who were brainless or self-righteous still needed to be killed by him. Only the truly smart subordinates made the demon worry free.

For example, the former housekeeper Lope.
Suddenly thinking of the betrayed butler, the joy on the Holy Master's face faded a little, his eyes became a little scary, and he asked lightly: "You won't betray me, will you?"

Tara's face showed panic for a moment, and she said tremblingly: "How could it be possible? Your Majesty, you have my body in your hands, and the only way for me to die is from the shadow. Now, apart from following you, all I can do is perish." , I don’t have the capital to betray.”

The Holy Lord stared at Tara for a long time. After realizing that he didn't seem to be cheating, his eyes softened: "It's best this way. I plan to resurrect the elves. Do you have any good methods?"

Tara paused, but was still in a state of panic: "Your Majesty, the elves are too damaged. If they want to be revived, they need a lot of materials. And with the current level of recovery in the world, those materials may have taken root, but they certainly have not. Mature, there is nothing I can do about it, but..."

The Holy Lord stared at Tara and asked calmly: "But what?"

For the Holy Master, materials are not actually a problem. The only problem is that he does not want to produce these materials.

Even if there were materials in the treasury to resurrect him again, he still planned to let the remaining members of the Magic Brotherhood find new materials at all costs.

Things that enter the dragon's treasure house will never come out again, and even they themselves are reluctant to use them.

Tara seemed to be in a dilemma. After a long time, she said seriously: "But there are substitutes for most of the materials. I dare to ask Your Majesty, have you ever heard of the Shadow Devouring Army?"

The Holy Lord raised his brows slightly: "That legion that is growing very fast?"

Tara nodded: "Yes, the world is divided into yin and yang, and the same is true for people. Shadow Eater can swallow the shadows of living beings to grow, and these shadows are the dark sides of living beings, and also represent mobility and vitality, and vitality is the spirit. The most familiar and most needed material.”

"If Your Majesty can get the Shadow Devourer Mask and use it as a recovery material after the Shadow Devourer grows, it will save 90% of the material search."

Tara looked at the ground with her big head and said tremblingly.

The Holy Lord's eyes flashed slightly, and he stared at Tara for a long time, and finally nodded: "Where is the Shadow-Eating Mask?"

Tara lowered her head even further, almost lying on the ground, and said in a trembling voice:

"In Sakura Country, the evil spirit's men are now guarding me. With my current strength, I cannot get Shadow Devourer, because Shadow Devourer must complete an awakening before I can enter the territory of shadow. This is the god who sealed me in the first place. Limitations left behind.”

The Holy Master nodded thoughtfully: "I understand, just wait. I need to prepare in advance."

"Yes, everything follows His Majesty's will." Tara lowered her head and said respectfully.

Satisfaction flashed through the Holy Lord's eyes again. This Tara, whether it was character, strength, or anything else, was comparable to Lopez.

This made the Holy Master extremely satisfied with his new subordinate. The only thing he was worried about was that he would betray him.

So he needs some time to control Tara's body and make other preparations.

"Let's go."

The Holy Lord said happily and walked out of the shadows.

Tara followed the Holy Lord with a respectful face, staring at the Holy Lord's tail with thoughtful eyes.

As a white light flashed in front, the scene of the underground palace of Stonehenge came into view.

Different from the scene a few months ago, the current underground palace is full of dilapidation and desolation. It does not look like a place where the Holy Lord can live.

Tara's eyes flashed slightly, and she quickly stepped forward and whispered: "Your Majesty, if you are short of subordinates, you can also look for other masks. Although they are not worthy of your identity, they can help you do what they can. matter."

The Holy Master glanced at him coldly and waved his hand lightly: "Let's talk about it later."

(End of this chapter)