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Dean Feng was sitting in his own office, his broken leg that had been stepped on by Li Xiaojun was covered in plaster. Dean Feng had been frightened by Li Xiaoyan these past few days and restrained himself quite a bit. He didn't dare to do anything to the nurse, nor did he dare to accept the patient's red packet. He was afraid that the King of Hell would return at some point in time.

Li Xiaobing, the King of Hell, did not return. The other King of Hell, however, aggressively slammed open the door to Dean Feng's office.

Dean Feng raised his head to look and his face instantly turned pale. The person who walked in the door and stood in front of his desk was the young master of the Jiang Family, Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming stared at himself expressionlessly, his two eyes looked like they were going to swallow him whole.

When Dean Feng saw this expression, a chill ran up his spine. For a moment, he couldn't even speak.

"Ginger..." Young Master Jiang, you … "Why didn't you say anything when you came …"

Jiang Ming didn't bother with Dean Feng anymore. He looked down at Dean Feng's leg that was tied up in plaster and asked: "Did your leg fracture?"

"Ah …" Right! "Yesterday, while climbing up the stairs, I accidentally fell down …"

Jiang Ming's face became even more sinister, he took a step closer and said: "Did he climb the stairs and fall down? Was it interrupted by someone? "

Principal Feng's face suddenly became ashen, and said: "Young Master Jiang, you... "What did you say …"

"I'm asking you!" The Young Master Jiang bellowed, "That kid surnamed Li, did he come here before?"

"No!" Absolutely not! I'll vouch for it! He definitely did not come! " Dean Feng hurriedly waved his hand. If he wasn't sitting on his chair at this moment, he would have fallen down.

Jiang Ming's face revealed a cold smile, and said: "No? If you didn't, then why are you so nervous? "

"I... "I …"

"If he doesn't come? How did he know that I was the one who caused Jiang Hao's illness? If he didn't come, why would he have your tape? "

Dean Feng was so scared that his entire body went numb. He couldn't care about his broken leg for a while and struggled out of his chair to kneel on the ground. He held Jiang Ming's leg and pleaded, "Young Master Jiang! You... Please spare me! That brat was too powerful! He … "He killed off all my subordinates. If I didn't say anything, even I …"

"You piece of trash!" Jiang Ming kicked Dean Feng to the side, took out a gun from behind his waist, and pulled the trigger at Dean Feng's head.

The spearhead had already been installed with silencers. Dean Feng's head exploded like a watermelon on a beach as his entire body collapsed to the ground, becoming a pile of junk.

Jiang Ming kept his spear and a few guards walked in. Jiang Ming waved at Dean Feng's corpse, "Drag him away and finish him."

A few guards neatly placed Dean Feng's corpse into a body bag and dragged it out through the door.

Jiang Ming threw the gun on the table and sat on Dean Feng's swivel chair. Jiang Ming's face was sinister and fierce. He took out his phone and opened up a short message, and when he saw the contents of the message, he laughed coldly.

"Little Ling, my good sister. "Hahahaha …" Jiang Ming laughed crazily, with a boundless killing intent in his eyes.

Li Xiao Jun made up her mind to treat Jiang Hao, and asked Big Yellow how he could cure Jiang Hao's illness.

Big Yellow said, "I already found a way to make the medicinal herbs that I told you about last time."

"What method?"

"That type of grass is called Wormwood Herb in your Earth, but the medicinal properties of this grass are far worse than those of other worlds, because the Earth's spirit energy is too thin. If it was cultivated in a place with a sufficient amount of spirit energy, the Wormwood Herb could cultivate into exotic, rare lavender. This kind of grass has to be able to cure that old man's illness. " Big Yellow said.

"Wormwood Herb …" Li Xiao Jun thought for a bit, then said: "In the traditional Chinese medicine on Earth, Wormwood Herb does have the ability to strengthen the body and nurture the spirit. How do you want to cultivate it to that strange and fragrant grass? "

Big Yellow took out a bronze cauldron from the cupboard and said, "Use this."

Li Xiaoyan picked up the bronze cauldron. There didn't seem to be anything special about it.

"Is there anything special about this cauldron?"

"Bronze artifacts are known as Spirit Boards in the Other World." Big Yellow said, "Because as long as the bronze is in a place with enough spiritual energy for a while, it will be able to gather the spiritual energy in the container. There were many large and small spirit ponds nearby. Even though the spiritual energy wasn't abundant, you could store them one by one for a while and gather the spiritual energy. When the time comes, you only need to cultivate the Wormwood Herb's seed inside this bronze equipment, and then you will be able to grow an extraordinary Agarwood Grass. "

"That's great! This way, this old man will be saved! " Li Xiaoyan picked up the bronze grade weapon and said, "Then where is the spirit pond around here?"

"The nearest one is the one to the north of the house." Big Yellow said.

"Then I'll give it a try right now!" Li Xiao Jun took the Bronze Cauldron and ran out of the room.

"This kid is still so anxious." Big Yellow looked at Li Xiaoyun's back as he left. He let out a helpless laugh, then jumped onto his desk and turned on his computer. He began his journey in the AV world.

Li Xiaojun left his room and began searching the house.

The scale of the Jiang residence was extraordinary. It would take at least an hour just to walk around. With great difficulty, Jiang Xun managed to find the room closest to him. After opening the door, he discovered that it was a circular study.

It had been a long time since anyone had taken care of the study. The moment Li Xiaoyun stepped into the room, the smell of pages and pages assaulted his nose. There was a thick layer of dust everywhere. The round bookshelves were placed close to the walls of the room, and they were filled with all kinds of books. The top of the study was very high, like the library at the Mage Academy in Europe.

Li Xiaojun looked at the table in the center of the study and placed the bronze cauldron on it. He mumbled, "Just leaving it for a while... I hope it's really effective. "

Li Xiaojun had never seen a European style study room before, so he couldn't help but be interested in it. Zhang Xuan casually grabbed a huge book from the bookshelf and opened it. However, all of the words in the book were illegible; he was completely unable to understand what was going on. These books shouldn't have been read by Jiang Wanling, so Li Xiaojun put them back on the shelf.

When Li Xiaojun looked up, he saw the number engraved on the wooden shelf of the bookshelf. From the left to the right of the door, from one to twenty. After all, there were so many books here. If Zhang Xuan were to look for one of them, it would be difficult for him to obtain its serial number.

Looking at the numbers on the bookshelves, Li Xiaojun suddenly remembered the string of numbers he had seen on the painting in the restaurant yesterday.

16, 19, 13.

Li Xiaojun remembered that there was an English word book at the bottom of this string of numbers, which was the meaning of the book.

Li Xiao Jun's entire body trembled.

'Could it be that these numbers …? '