Chapter 217

Locke in the cultivation room was white all over. The fighting spirit of the eagle had been running crazy again and again, but there was still no sound of breaking through the cocoon into a butterfly.

On the table in front of me, the things that had been placed had disappeared. Several wooden boxes and test tubes were scattered on the ground. It was vaguely visible that they were boxes containing blood essence, crimson medicine and other items.

At this time, three hours had passed since Locke entered the practice room.

An invisible shackle imprisoned Locke's whole body. No matter how fierce the fighting spirit of the eagle in his body is, it just can't rush past, just like a natural moat.

Blood stains and blue veins have slowly appeared around the body, which is caused by too much pressure in the blood to bear the fierce fighting spirit of the eagle.

It may also be the side effect of Lanling grass. A few minutes ago, Locke just took a Lanling grass.

Close his eyes that have become red because of congestion. Locke forcibly presses it to resist restlessness. The long-term experience has made Locke's willpower very strong.

After another two hours, the fighting spirit of the original riots in the body had slowed down. Locke knew that these auxiliary drugs gradually lost their efficacy.

But the feeling of breakthrough hasn't come yet. There is a thick layer of blood scab on his clothes, which is caused by Locke's blood surging and seeping out of the body surface just now.

With the pain of Qi and blood surging away, another feeling of weakness from the depths of bone marrow suddenly reappeared. The sequelae of promotion failure has been waiting in front of Locke.

Why do so many middle-level attendants choose not to break through again in the second half of their life? In addition to the small probability, their biggest concern is probably the reduction of life expectancy.

This is the reason why Locke didn't tell everyone. In his mind, he is still young. He is only 23 years old today. According to the average life expectancy of 50 years in the kingdom of faustan, he has at least more than 30 years to live. Knights live a little longer than ordinary people, so he is not afraid at all.

With a mere ten years of life, Locke still doesn't feel precious. But he is not willing to fail this time, because he has a hunch that there is a little difference between success and success.

The barrier of high-ranking attendants has revealed its true face to Locke after a night of difficult promotion. What Locke is poor now is the last impact.

As long as there is any help, maybe Locke can rush over!

With his fingers inching, a wooden box in Locke's space ring appeared, in which two orchid grasses lay.

Locke has never heard of taking two orchid grass at one time. No one knows better than Locke at this time. What will this beautiful looking herbal medicine bring to the knight? It hurts his heart as if his blood vessels were about to burst. Most of the blood stains on Locke at this time are caused by taking orchid grass.

"Spell it!" Locke scolded.

In addition to Lanling grass, the wooden box containing blood essence also appeared on Locke's right.

The role of blood essence in breakthrough has been exhausted. He took out these blood essence to resist the side effects of Lanling grass. He hopes that the hematopoietic mechanism of blood essence can be improved faster than the speed of blood loss.

Raised his trembling hand, a thick layer of blood scab slipped from Locke's arm, and there were mud ditches mixed with blood and sweat in the gap between his fingers. For how long, Locke was not so embarrassed.

I don't know if it's the illusion of trance. Locke saw that it was Gordon Highland's bloody battle when he first joined the army.

Locke, who had only joined the army for two years, trembled and hid among the dead. At that time, he didn't know what life was or what death was. He was just afraid of pain. He was afraid of the sword across his neck. He didn't even dare to imagine what it was like.

Remembering the embarrassing appearance of that year, Locke smiled softly. His trembling arm no longer trembled. He picked up the Lanling grass in front of him and took it.

The turbulent feeling of fighting came again. Locke charged again towards the enemy's Highland!

It was late at night. Although it was summer, the frost and dew at night still caused a certain cold to several women.

But no one left. Everyone's eyes looked at the stone door and looked forward to its opening.

She was wrapped in the clothes handed over by the guard. Looking at the stone gate in front of her, the cold wind blew at night, and she didn't pull the clothes she wore. She didn't care about the bare fragrant shoulders invaded by the cold wind. Angelina thought in her heart.

"Go and talk to grandma babrina tomorrow." Santa is not Angelina's only choice. She has more important people.

Babrina is Angelina's master uncle, a powerful water element division, the existence of the official magician level, and one of the magic consultants of the magician branch of the Imperial College.

Angelina is very popular with babrina because of her excellent talent and good sense of speech.

Now the master and apprentice sun are very close in private. Angelina's name is grandma babrina.

Babrina, who has no children under her knee, is happy to accept Angelina's granddaughter.

Compared with that person, the number of Santa towers was almost insignificant. Through the stone gate, Angelina seemed to see the man who depended on him in the snowy night.

Just when the women were more and more worried about Locke inside, the sunshine representing the dawn showed a little. Unconsciously, the night passed.

The stone door of the cultivation room suddenly opened, and a bent figure came out from the stone door with a strong smell of blood and sour smell.

Locke walked out with a heavy step. The blood of "tick, tick" was left everywhere from Locke's body.

"Locke!" Angelina screamed and ran as fast as she could.

Then came Leia, Xiaxi, grace and other women.

"Are you okay?" Angelina hugged Locke who stumbled out.

The bloody Locke seemed to fall at any time.

But neither Angelina nor grace cared about the blood stain and bad smell on Locke at this time.

"I'm not going anywhere." Angelina hugged Locke and whispered in his ear.

The unwitting Xiaxi and others showed nothing, while grace took a deep look at Angelina.

Among these women, only grace knows that Angelina's words represent what she has paid.

Locke, who fell into the arms of everyone, smiled and showed white teeth.

Try to raise your right hand, a touch of blue fighting spirit, highlighting your edge.

Proof of a high-ranking attendant! Let go!

After all this, Locke's consciousness fell into darkness.

It's noon in Princeton. In Princeton in September, you can't see any signs of autumn. It seems that the word cool is completely unsuitable in Princeton.

Cicadas outside the window are still chattering. It's September. Why are these short-lived insects still giving their voice.

In the bedroom, Locke was still in a coma, next to Angelina.

A few minutes ago, grace just left here for three days. Locke never woke up in these three days. Several women almost took turns to watch Locke.

The first day and the second day were accompanied by Angelina. I really don't know how the magician's weak body supported her for so long.

On the third day, at the strong request of Leia and grace, Angelina went back to her room and rested for a long time.

But then I woke up and came to this room.

Grace went to get the food. Raffi made a nutritious meal specially. The little maid who grew up in the Marquis's house made a first-class meal in this house.

These days when Locke was in a coma, he ate liquid food made by Raffi. A lot of Warcraft meat was added to the food, which was not only delicious, but also rich in energy.

When he opened his hazy eyes, Locke looked at everything in front of him curiously. Where is this.

The familiar room, the familiar people next to him, and the dancing eyes made Locke instantly think of everything, the trial task of a near death life, the breakthrough of all efforts in the cultivation room, and after success, he came out to see the women who care about him.

Angelina covered her mouth and fell on Locke, sobbing. Locke was in a coma for many days and was very weak, but that's it. She still stretched out her hand and put it on Angelina's shoulder.

"You see, I succeeded." Locke said in a hoarse voice. Although most of his food these days is liquid food, it's not water after all. Locke's throat is dry and sore now.

Grace, who was careful nearby, handed Locke a glass of water.

I don't know who went out to announce the news. After a while, the whole room was crowded with people, not only Leia and Xiaxi, but also cage, the Viscount of the Forrest kingdom.

Christine also excitedly hugged Locke's legs and yelled that Locke should not leave her. Locke's three-day coma and his appearance when he just came out of the practice room frightened her.

Christine can stick to Locke because she is young, but Angelina can't. She is the princess of Faustin. Now there are still several nobles of Faustin standing here, wiping the tears on her face. Angelina stood up, but her red eyes didn't leave Locke for a moment.

"Congratulations to brother Locke on his promotion to a high-ranking attendant!" Cage, who could be a man, broke the embarrassment in the room and came forward to hold Locke's hand and congratulate him for a while.

High ranking attendants are already masters in Faustin. People with family and background can be heads of troops in the army or hold important positions in the palace.

With Angelina, Locke, in cage's eyes, is already the rising star in the kingdom of Faustin and the future aristocracy.

At this time, when the lockers needed to talk a lot, cage knew that it was bad for him to stay too long. After a few greetings, he led the nobles of foster away.

"Next time, don't take such a risk!" When they came out of the door, Leah came up to Locke and said, of these women, Locke listened to her best.

"Yes." Locke, leaning on the bed, looked at the people who cared about him and said faintly.

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