Chapter 172 Who allowed you to move her?

  At the same time, behind Lang Sheng, Cheng Jing also appeared.

   "Are you planning to live in the summer vacation?" Lu Shang was a little surprised. In the summer vacation, shouldn't they all go to spend time and have fun?

   "Of course. How are your recruits feeling?"

  Lu Shang panicked, Quan Yi already trusted her to this level, and even told these things!

   Seeing that Lu hadn’t answered yet, Quan Yi replied by himself: “It should not be very good. I caught one just now and died.”

   Cheng Jing knew from listening that Steward Luo really gave up on him, he was just a useless pawn!

   Cheng Jing’s dazzling white coat was lonely and thin under the fallen leaves. His top is a pure white short sleeve, and his lower body is a little loose trousers.

  Naturally, even if he did not speak, Quan Yi recognized him.

   "My name is Cheng Jing, a vagrant." Cheng Jing introduced himself openly and emphasized the last four words to remind him that he is no longer a mercenary.

   Quan Yi nodded slightly, his smirking eyes looked up and down his whole body.

  The useless place finally came in handy.

  ……

   Quan Yi left the only remaining empty space in the two areas to Cheng Jingdang’s laboratory and gave him sufficient and favorable conditions.

  As long as he can continue to study another poison with different effects, no matter good or bad, he can be included in the military region’s vault.

The vault of the   Military District serves as a place to preserve the first works and glorious deeds, and the things that go in can be described as infinitely glorious.

  In the sultry room, the sound of the potion "grumbling" was like boiling water, and the strange smell permeated this space.

   "Well, what do you want to do?" Lang Sheng walked in cautiously and picked up a bottle of semi-finished products.

  Cheng Jing didn’t plan to wear a mask anymore. He had a pair of black glasses framed on the bridge of his nose, his eyes and expressions were as gentle as water, and the scars on his face were not so hideous and terrifying.

"I plan to make a chronic toxin. I have time to customize it. As long as the time passes, the organs in the body will be eroded." Although it is such a terrifying poison, he can say it calmly, and continue to operate the production process nonchalantly. .

  Chronic toxin, Estheran’s body does not know how it is recovering.

  Cheng Jing took out a small white mouse from the small cage, fed it and drank the bottle of new poison.

  啧. Lang Sheng couldn't help frowning. The experiment must be a mouse.

   "You seem to be very sorry for this little guy." Cheng Jing put her expression into his eyes, and asked a little surprised, "Wang, when did you become such a tender heart?"

  Tenderness? It's just a pity for the weak, because this world doesn't need the weak, so sooner or later it will not be able to sustain it.

  "Don't call me the king, your strength should be called my senior or sister. The king can only be said by the weak, but it is just a fear of me."

  A passage can change a person. In this passage, she did not deny Cheng Jing's strength, nor did she divide him as a person on the other side.

  Having a stove to warm up in winter is not as good as listening to a person’s sincere sweet words to oneself. Matter cannot compare to the sensitive and fragile heart of human beings.

  ……

  "Young Master." An old man cringed into this dimly lit room.

  The candle lights in the room are lit, and the teenager who has been on the rocking chair is wearing cotton pajamas. The cat raised her head in a haughty catwalk, her beautiful eyes full of disdain.

  The blinds let in the faint sunlight, and most of the books fell out of the bookshelf.

   Suddenly, butler Luo had a bad feeling.

"coming."

   "Yes, Master."

  Facing Shangluhei's open eyes, his eyes were empty and colorless, and his scalp was tingling.

  The housekeeper Luo bit his scalp and asked: "Master, do you have something to order?"

   "Who allowed you to move her?"

  (End of this chapter)