"Don't doubt it, those are his exact words. You didn't expect it, did you?"
"It is indeed unexpected. How could Cold-Blooded Five tolerate him? It seems like what he teaches must be very valuable." However, I believe that after he finishes teaching, he will definitely be killed by Cold-Blooded Five! "
"I think so too. Originally, he was already a dead man in the hands of Cold-Blooded Thirteen, let alone now!"
"For a dead man, why are we talking for so long? Let's hurry up and get down to business. In a month's time, it will be the Empress Dowager's birthday banquet. We have to get rid of all the enemy spies and prevent others from destroying it."
"Yes, this time …"
… ….
Not only did the Cold-Blooded Thirteen Eagles know about this, almost everyone in the Cold-Blooded Group had already received news of it, or rather, they had seen it.
Cold-Blooded Five and Ye Lang maintained a very strange relationship, a relationship that people could not understand and found hard to believe.
In Cold-Blooded Thirteen's courtyard, Ye Lang and Cold-Blooded Five were talking. Of course, under normal circumstances, it would be Ye Lang who would speak, while Cold-Blooded Five would listen by the side. Basically, Cold-Blooded Five rarely spoke, and this was related to her personality.
It was already not easy for Cold-Blooded Five to get along with Ye Lang peacefully like this. It was absolutely impossible for her to talk and laugh with Ye Lang like a normal girl.
In fact, if it wasn't because Ye Lang's words were helpful to Cold-Blooded Five, and she couldn't find anyone else who knew how to do this, she wouldn't have come to find Ye Lang at all, nor would she have tolerated Ye Lang's attitude towards her.
I, the dignified Cold-Blooded Five, am actually being ordered around by a brat like you. Just you wait, I'll let you know in the future!
"Little Five, let's call it a day. Bring me more delicious food tomorrow!" Ye Lang had never thought about this. He did not treat Cold-Blooded Five as Cold-Blooded Five at all, and only treated her as a little girl. Without any other names, he gave Cold-Blooded Five a nickname, Little Five!
Little Five, this inspiration seemed to come from the Seventh Princess' Little Seven. It could be said that it was a copy. Ye Lang had never thought too much about these things.
"I hope you're still alive tomorrow." Cold-Blooded Five said coldly, but this was not her angry words. She really hoped that Ye Lang would be alive tomorrow, so that she could continue to learn some new things.
As for why she had such thoughts?
Because —
Cold-Blooded Thirteen could come out at any time. At that time, Ye Lang's good days might come to an end. He wouldn't be able to be as carefree as he was now.
Of course, this was what Cold-Blooded Five was thinking, and it was also what the others were thinking. However, it was hard to say whether or not it would be like this.
"Thank you for your blessings. I will live to a hundred years old!" Ye Lang politely thanked him, as if he did not feel that Cold-Blooded Five meant it.
"Live to a hundred years old …" Cold Blood Five said blankly. "I hope so!"
How could an assassin like Cold-Blooded Five think of living a long life? This phrase was very far away from her. Watching others die in front of her, she didn't even know when she would die!
It was too far away …
Seeing Cold-Blooded Five leave, Ye Lang also stood up and walked in to continue his experiment. Right now, he was also thinking about Cold-Blooded Thirteen's problem, wondering when Cold-Blooded Thirteen would come out.
However, unlike others, Ye Lang wanted to know the time, not to wait for Cold-Blooded Thirteen to deal with him, but for the alchemy that Cold-Blooded Thirteen was playing with inside.
So much time had passed, and Ye Lang did not have much time to waste outside. To put it bluntly, Ye Lang had already studied the other alchemy techniques thoroughly and had completely grasped them. He needed the one that he had never seen before.
If not for this, Ye Lang would have left this place. Although life here was quite comfortable, he definitely did not have the slightest bit of nostalgia for this place.
Don't forget, if it wasn't for the fact that he had taken a fancy to Cold-Blooded Thirteen's alchemy, how could he have come here? As long as he wanted to leave, Cold-Blooded Thirteen would not be able to stay.
"In a few days, if you still don't come out, I'll go in. I'm doing this for your own good. I'm afraid that no one will find out if you die inside! "Ye Lang was in the second laboratory, looking at the door and said," If you don't say anything, then it means that you agree. Alright, it's decided! "
Then, Ye Lang started fiddling with the alchemy materials inside, and one strange alchemy experiment after another took place in this second laboratory. If this situation was seen by Cold-Blooded Thirteen, he would definitely be dumbstruck.
Cold-Blooded Thirteen considered himself to be an alchemy genius, but he still couldn't imagine Ye Lang's method. He felt that he had already lost to Ye Lang in terms of imagination and creativity.
However, in order to make a breakthrough in alchemy, one had to rely on imagination and creativity. This was also needed for many techniques, and it was an extremely important point.
This could also be considered a kind of talent!!
Sometimes, something was clearly in front of them, but some people could use it to help them, while others couldn't even look at it for a long time. This was the most fundamental difference.
Just like Ye Lang, he had only just learned a few kinds of alchemy techniques, and he immediately had new changes that made his alchemy even more perfect.
Although Cold-Blooded Thirteen could also do it, it would take a lot of time. As for others, it might not be possible for a lifetime!
"Bang …"
Suddenly, an explosion came from the alchemy laboratory. The laboratory, which was already in a mess, became even more chaotic, and at this time, the people inside seemed to have disappeared.
'That's not right, Ye Lang wasn't here just now. Even if the experiment failed, he should still be here. '
"Eh, where is this?" Ye Lang looked at the scenery around him. Why did he feel that it was completely different from where he was just now? "Could it be … I was teleported?"
Ye Lang thought of this possibility and couldn't help but feel a little excited. He wanted to see where he was and wondered if he could use this method to teleport in the future.
However, Ye Lang soon discovered one thing. He felt that the things around him were a little familiar, as if —
"Haha, this is fun …"
Ye Lang started laughing. It was obvious that he had encountered something interesting. Could it be that the place he was teleported to was interesting?
No, no, it wasn't teleportation, Ye Lang was still in the laboratory!
Then why did he feel that this was another place, and there was no one in the laboratory?
It was very simple, there was only one reason, and that was Ye Lang's current figure —
Ye Lang was only 20 centimeters tall, he had become a miniature person!!
This made Ye Lang suddenly think of a movie — "Honey, I Shrunk the Child"!!
But Ye Lang's situation was a bit better, at least he was a lot bigger than an ant …
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