Chapter 779
Chapter 779
Seeing that Fang Hao had finally gotten the point, Teng Yang nodded in satisfaction and said:
"This child is teachable."
After saying that, his figure slowly disappeared from the spot, leaving Fang Hao alone standing there, deep in thought.
After Han Changkong returned to his residence, Yuan Yan beside him breathed a sigh of relief and said:
"Captain Li, it should be alright. I was so scared when I heard the name 'Han Changkong' just now that I almost lost my soul."
When Han Changkong heard this, he was a little stunned at first, but after a moment he reacted and said solemnly:
"Yuan Yan, you must not tell anyone about this. Han Changkong is probably still alive. I originally thought he was dead, but now it seems that this core disciple really has some skills. He should not be underestimated."
Han Changkong sighed helplessly, thinking to himself that now that things had come to this, he could only continue to fool everyone with this half-true, half-false lie. He had to make the whole thing so airtight that it would be difficult for people to distinguish the truth from the falsehood.
"Captain Li, how do you think Han Changkong knows the mayor of Vanguard City?"
Yuan Yan scratched his head and asked with a puzzled look on his face.
"I don't know about that. Let's focus on the task at hand. We'll be heading to the front lines in a few days, so we need to ensure that everyone is fully prepared."
Han Changkong looked serious and turned the topic to business.
"Don't worry, brothers, we are all ready. We will act according to your instructions."
Yuan Yan patted his chest and promised.
"Okay, then you go arrange the patrol first. I'm going to take a break and recover from my injuries."
Han Changkong said.
After Yuan Yan left, Han Changkong immediately began to set up the formation.
This formation is so exquisite that even if the God King comes to explore it, it is difficult to understand its secrets.
Of course, for the God, this formation may be a little immature, but Han Changkong does not care. His purpose is to pretend to be extremely cautious. After all, he knows very well that the mayor of Pioneer City must be secretly watching his every move, so even if this formation is just for show, it must be made decent to avoid arousing suspicion.
After a while, the formation was completed and Han Changkong slowly sat cross-legged on the cushion.
He carefully took out an exquisite small porcelain bottle from the storage ring, gently opened the bottle cap, and poured out three blood source pills.
Looking at the pill in his hand, a trace of worry appeared on his face, and he muttered to himself:
"Ah~~ I'm about to go to the battlefield, and I don't know if I can return alive. Now there are only a few healing pills left, I really don't know if I can fully recover from my injuries."
After saying that, he put the two pills back into the porcelain bottle, leaving only one in his hand, then resolutely swallowed it into his mouth, and then closed his eyes and began to meditate and practice.
Han Changkong knew clearly that the city lord was secretly watching him, so he did not take the divine power bead directly. Instead, he chose to communicate with the power of the lower realm to practice, and deliberately omitted the step of refining negative energy, all just to confuse the city lord's sight.
At this time, Teng Yang, who was in the City Lord's Mansion, was paying close attention to Han Changkong's every move.
"The pill in this kid's hand looks like it's indeed for healing, and the energy fluctuations it emits are so strong, it must be of high quality."
Teng Yang pondered secretly in his heart, his eyes fixed on Han Changkong.
The key point was that he discovered that Han Changkong had not refined the negative energy, which further strengthened his idea that Han Changkong was healing.
However, Han Changkong's thoughts were far from simple.
At this moment, Han Changkong's breathing suddenly became disordered, his face instantly turned pale as paper, and then with a "puff" sound, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.
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